Feels incomplete still. A first draft perhaps

without words

microcosmic

You could say something
But in the morning you'll wait
Just sit there passing time
Watching clouds that you've chased

Fighting impatience
Trying hard anyway
I've had a lot to weigh
But I'm finding my place

If this is on your mind
At least half of the time
Think you might let this go
Without help knowing all that you know 
I don't 
I don't

clouds

This is supposed to be quadrophonic but here is a stereo version.

Durations

another year

perennial moon

What’s one more year
Stuck on an island
Somewhere is nowhere near

Can’t see the day
Can’t sit with my silence
I’m half awake and half in a daze

Oh the way I have to go through it on my own
All the turns, I have learn there’s only more to know

fantasy interlude

I won’t go waiting around
For what can’t be found

Quit mining for truth
Let things crumble as they do
They do 

I won’t go holding a line 
For what can’t be mine 

a tidepool

A piece I made for a short film  last spring.

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