Yesterday I managed to enunciate nonsense perfectly
Smiling dishonestly I braved the storm of normalcy
But my friends questioned where they knew my face from
So I crawled back to the place I came from.

I’ve been following the roads less taken
It hasn’t made a difference
I’ve met the gazes of a thousand new faces and each one slowly shifted to a grimace
Lately life’s been an uphill climb, but I’m still at the base of the cliff.
My equipment is damaged and my shoes are wet and I’m just sitting carving glyphs

Save me from myself, I’m turning hollow

Lately I’ve been trying to be outside of my home
Trying not to be alone
But loneliness is a jealous beast, this much is known
I’ve been thinking over how to stop this overthinking
This courage shrinking
But the rain is falling forming floods outside my window
And I’m looking through the glass at the warm dry rooms as I’m sinking

Save me from myself, I’m turning hollow
Show me some new light that I can follow

Song-A-Day 6: Hollow

Walk with me in the pale moon, darlin’
The bars are closing and night’s getting darker
If we walk real slow we’ll be home soon
There are stars in your eyes from the light of the
moon
(maybe I’m wrong)
Walk with me in the sunshine darlin’
There’s adventure to have and I’m just getting
started 
Come to the woods and we’ll dance with the
bears There are parties to throw there are people who care
(maybe I’m wrong)
Maybe im wrong

I'm always right / teddybear picnic / kalimba song (without kalimba)

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Lick the match, let me shiver
nothing lasts, hallelujah to that

Lick the match, taste the sulphur 
a placeholder, hallelujah to tht

Hallelujah, nothing matters, we're all worthless, trapped in patterns. 
Hallelujah, nothing matters, it's temporary, here's to nothing

Its all pointless, hallelujah to that

Nihilismal Hymnal

Collaboration with Yokuz
https://soundcloud.com/yokuz

lyrics:

if you feel me, you feel me

So many steps
So little patience
So many texts when we should be talking
So many friends that I will never be friends with

It's all so much all of the time

I will never have time to do it all
Can't keep on writing songs forever, I'm exhausted
My brain is on and on and on.

It's all so much all of the time

It's All So Much All Of The Time

I was saying something, it was more than I could ever bare, ever bare
And I'm hiding behind gravestones at night
Alright, alright alright. 
stop me, drag me to jail, I'm still here, I'm still here
Alright, alright alright. I was sayin somethin.

Some people can't be saved by looking at the waves
Some people won't last even after roping their hands through the grass
and maybe I'll escape the fate of an early grave
maybe I will do all that I want to

maybe I'll escape the fate of an early grave
maybe I will do all that I want to

Shrug

what are we doing, what are we doing here?
fucking and dying a dreaming and drinking beer
Won't someone tell me, wont someone tell me please 
why I constantly consume and spend all this ATP
What are we doing, what are we doing with all of this time?
What will become of us after we learn to survive?

Doo Da Doo

Click clack over the cobblestones
Heel toe heel toe
Takes me where im going
Never in a straight line, always flowing
forward

Click clack of the subway
Sitting next to a strange stain
My seat' not faced the right way
But I’m moving forward

Trudging through the mud
Trudging through the snowing
Bustling crowds of the city

Take me by the hand
Take me where I’m going
Forward

Click clack over the cobblestones
Heel toe heel toe
Takes me where im going
Never in a straight line, always flowing
 Forward

Cobblestone

In 1770, stolen designs and a patent made the first rich asshole.
First boot strapper, surfing on a wave of little fingers mangled on the wheel of "the inevitable" 
innovation

And it's alive today
Virtually unchanged
If it works without resistance, capital asks then
"Why would we do any different?"

Get fucked if you don't think you need to be worried on where your clothes come from
I don't buy "there's no buying with an ethical mind in the capital system"

It's a cop out.
It's an ease your guilt salve
If you value labor, 
and you turn and 
throw the whole thing out
When it's out of sight

I invite you to look at the cost of a branded podcast inside joke tee
And did you really need it
I know that everybody is only trying to survive, but we need a wider idea
Of worker solidarity

In 1779 when Arkwright tried to implement his design in Chorley, 
Lancashire
200 broke in at night, and smashed the machines 
And torched the factory
With fire

Dawn of the Shift Work

Labyrinth is one of those dark, shimmery shards of my childhood memory. I remember, after seeing it for the first time, I begged my grandfather to bring me across the river to the Natchez Kmart. There, I sifted through all of those popular soundtrack CDs of the time... Braveheart, Mortal Kombat, Pocahontas, countless others... Anyway, there was no Labyrinth. I proceeded to the "Rock and Roll" section and bought what would be my first CD ever. It was The Best of David Bowie 1969-1974, the one with a hands-crossed, glowing Ziggy Stardust on the front. I immediately fell in love with Life on Mars, Space Oddity, Starman, Sorrow, and The Man Who Sold The World... All of which became the background music for my Star Wars figurines shooting lasers on grandmother's porch while Ziggy jammed good with the Spiders from Mars. I suppose I chose this song because if it weren't for David Bowie and his goblin codpiece, I would have never made that trip to Kmart for the first dose of what my Catholic aunt called "The Devil's Music".

Song-A-Day 6: Hollow

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