tradition


tradition

i can't wait to be woken to greet you

i did smile at this moment it's a wound

i can't think i'm too stupid but i can still choose

and i choose to be chosen which is all new

hand in black sky hand

i just want to know how have you been

if you can die then so can i

who cares by what where and when

therefore i am

in my dream there's an ocean and it's so blue

when i awake in the morning it seems all new

i can't stop my own motion sings the kazoo

and your shape is a token of my calm mood



before the altar

bone meets bone clash in fire

stand alone or stand beside her

but i can't stand these overtones

there is no chance says these swollen glands

oh in the morning in the morning everyone is gone you'll have the last word

and i don't feel like belong to your secret songs

i burned my hand i burned my good

but i'm still young it won't last for long

say your prayers shave it all off

oh in the morning in the morning have a secret here's a secret

take a diuretic and just play along

i let go i don't want to know what the mirror can show me

anthemic soul shake your tone

magic realism is just melodic drone

oh in the morning in the morning it's the most that i've been thinking

and the touch i feel is shrinking from your mighty palm

a second rate numbing

but most of all it's all my fault

i should just love i can't be upfront

why don't i just speak instead of singing

oh everybody needs a password i'm a solo i am so low i am basic

and the sake of all the shackles holding my mind is gone

break the blood beat the drum beat the lasting past

and face the waking the breaking wave

bone meets bone there is no brain



free will and the question mark

grass blade songs i grew up to whistle

to honour the swallowing tide i choke on

humbled along the golden road

your wealth is a sinner i'd rather not die for

seek the golden sun

hear the stated hum

dream of my dreams

shining on me

chew the ashes of the saint

throw out the meat that tastes of bait

heart sends blood to my middle stained fingers

the silence i've known has become a stranger

seek the golden sun

hear the stated hum

dream of my dreams

shining on me

i don't want to know what shapes my sad old bones

foresaken and unknown

waste my prayer's poem away



sun's light on winter sadness

perform a ritualistic ceremony cause i believe in what i dream

free the one that opens up the door to anyone

poisoning the natives although believed to be extinct was once considered good sense

shit smells like blood and the cancer in your body doesn't trust anyone

all this weight on my bare back and the holy gun against my chest

smile smile smile for me smile smile smile say cheese

once i came down from this cloud in a shroud and i kissed the crown

don't make me go leave me alone can't you hear from these moans that i kissed the crown

even though i died beauty's just as fleeting as when i was alive

an extreme statement is the least that i can do for you at this time

counted all the ways in which that i could possibly die

never owned a woman so i guess i'll have to keep my own mind my own mind my own mind

my own mind

all this weight on my bare back and the holy gun against my chest

smile smile smile for me smile smile smile please

once i came down from this cloud in a shroud and i kissed the crown

don't make me go leave me to grow can't you hear from these moans that i kissed the crown

kissed the ground

kissed the crown

kissed the ground

kissed the crown



series of seasons

i am a siren

smoke signal grows

on top of this shouting

this flower groans

on my highest of my highness on my own my own my own my own my own my own my own

you are a fragrance

is such a silly swoon

reach peaks sighs of relief

i love you smelly bones

all my silence in all my silence it only goes to show that slight of soulness sold us coldness

i don't want to fight you but i hope you don't decide to never change

i hope my hopelessness won't never bring you pain

redefine it redefine it don't feel that you have to fight to fake a way

speak to fire speak to fire speak to fire speak to fire it's for now and ever free



silence

silence surrounds me

everything will be ok

dug a deep hole to sleep in

with nothing left to say

open up the chains i'll bleed for you my veins if you're not entertained

sit under the sun a hyperactive noise we're not the only one

so many way to lose

which one do i do

so many people i'll never please

none of whom i knew

enter to the maze awoke into a daze the light is always growing

remember when i said nothing matters to me now that the void is glowing

silence absolves me

finally found my escape

the walls are surrounding

walls surround walls

shimmering singing and other sounds i saw hoping maybe we could wake up now

the silence always bring the things i'm hopeful for and always always never not knowing