Name: If Money Was No Object by Dagan Farkas
Duration: 1 min 51 s
Description: Just some rainy day with a peaceful loop over Alan Watts' "If Money Was No Object."

bittersweet thoughts somewhere between the water and the shore

Seafoam

https://open.spotify.com/album/09xizJUtON47V9XWwSyvnY?si=AYTcuQKxRvumxH5LemeAtw

https://music.apple.com/us/album/still-wavy/1580500978?i=1580500979

Still Wavy

Brain fog

@kasimr

happy birthday mom, miss u
sry 4 the wait, much more on the way soon,,

lyrics:

i'm still sorta unsure what happened
still dial mom's number out of habit
call failed
 
week left to do taxes
living room, graveyard, amazon package
old mail
 
same type that stares when i'm outside
late night upstairs on my couch fried
say i don't care much about myself
it's a seperate metric i count by
 
red wine bleed through the grapevine
sip after sip, get sick of the facetime--hello?
i don’t speak like that
need pitch black nails on the decline, stat
 
feelin’ like i wobbled out a wormhole
spent a lot of hours clicking circles
young five digit live from the multi
where violence and snide is compulsory
 
yea yea

call failed (prod. kasim rizvi)

nomadic horns

produced by eeryskies.

A lot of things start to feel little
And Little things feel like a lot
Serotonin drops sentimental
Don’t go running off on me
Stay right here with me, I don’t mind if it’s not forever
I just need to be found right now
I don’t mind that we’re not together
I get lonely, but still get by
Anxious mess but I still get high
Lost myself and they still ask why
I don’t go look, cause I’m scared to try
And all my secrets are hard to keep
The things I sleep with are haunting me
Still don’t know who I want to be
But I think that’s it’s weird the answers not me

These days, these days I feel a little lonely
Trynna catch up with the old me, and what it's like
I can't pretend I'm not a little misty
Wondering if they'll really miss me
When my time's arrived

Too many options that I can’t take
Too many questions thrown in my face
Too many levels, I can’t climb higher, 
Stuck on this ceiling, I sealed my fate
Too many times that I felt so fake
Too many lines, but I still don’t wait
Too many wrongs I feel like I was born to the right
But I’ve been moving left always
And it’s getting harder to tell if I’m moving at all
Indigo paint for the room, I feel the pressure dissolve
But it builds back up, I get tired for nothing, and still say that I’m ok
Running out of blonde cells left for me,
Made too many dumb mistakes lately
Stopped thinking bout the way I feel 
And just did what I thought you wanted from me

indigo ft. garrett.

A song inspired by the Robert Eggers' film "The Lighthouse".

prod. @wurlishmouk
mix. @headhaunter
art. @headhaunter

Lyrics:

I thought I saw it inside yesterday’s tide
below the leaky vessels that our yellow rays guide
and inky albatross feathers take flight
far above a trident wielding god who tethers great whites

the lighthouse stretches so high
and the fire in the top is like a lidless gold eye
spire on a rock and a witless lowlife
with a wooden figurine that he whittles all night

I looked into the sea and saw a shimmering light
and the shadow of his famous weapon with its three spikes
where souls of dead sailors hold their mysteries tight
and are only freed from their shackles when the king likes

mermaid dreams, salty foam skies
wailings of a siren but the harpies don’t cry
bloated whale carcass and larvae grown flies
spectre sails flown where the pirate parties won’t pry

mesmerized by the burning wick bright
stare at black waves infinite that turn your insides
work there with a person that you’re sure to despise
as you murmur words of murder ’til it hurts your windpipe

empty lobster traps and the last red drop of wine
spoiled rations lost among the jagged rocks and brine
talking at seagulls that clearly haven’t got the time
slack jawed and petrified within the lantern’s haunting shine

a bloody film encrusting the entire shoreline
dark tentacles that twist and curl inside a warped mind
a sacred fish is skewered on Poseidon’s fork tines
in the deep where drowned heroes in their final form dine

The Lighthouse (prod. wurlishmouk)

follow me on twitter: https://twitter.com/chrystsound

s/o to @slyleaf for these amazing vocals!
btw thank all of you for 400 followers! <3

awkward (ft. slyleaf)

sorry for the lack of uploads, been working on some other styles of music, may make a new account for it who knows.

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Just some rainy day with a peaceful loop over Alan Watts' "If Money Was No Object."

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