the new red
let itself in
and a bird sang
with me
while i played with it
we left red on the doorstop
held out like hallowed eve
spirit
now come in come on
let’s go deeper
oh my
this world
we share
laid bare
heart scrape the rust
colored dust
an empty room inside
buried in a hidden cabin
on an abandoned hillside
in a desolate ghost town
that place there
is there
draw myself into
the other side of the page
oh to get out there and go
wishy wishy eenie meenie miney
a crawl across the day
twill i make a promise
for oh
sin
co-opted
in every thought
revisit
the scene
thee
many thanks
not in this key
thank thee
thank thee
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could go on
could go in
the rendering
the splitting of time
if time can be split infinitely
then time infinite
thus universe infinitely expanding
thus all is infinite
all because
Time
maybe can be broken
snapped as it were
music shows us how
like a game
children being taught by nature
what’s it all about
wandering around
my mandolin
life puts us in paths we don’t even know them right? invisible lines
can’t choose no matter how tracked
what brings you here?
or back
or where
if you don’t like to linger a while
with hands in open position
why
if i could
and be cool
be cool with it
and remember
how to make
making
it
just once
There you are
my star
sometimes i think it comes easy
take it for granted
the way it’s supposed to be
for me
and then
or always
there’s a bit more
to be done
to take easy and go
pick up the litter
polish the edges
give up the glitter
stop pretending
not mind race
and remember at the same time
it’s not for you
it’s not for you
or you
it’s for
me
not left behind
the last desire
categorically
omnipotent
less worry
aye
less to stress
el worldo
mine-o
who wants
sweet treats
can we compete
for a piece
least
gets least
let’s redefine it
again
waste a night
let it slip
and never regret
it
just a place to stow away
just a place to go
sleeping like a baby
in the loft
tossed
turned
make me write it down
later
now
no idea what this
is
the studio
is very hot tonight
end.
and the hours in dayo
want some more
can i get some
make me make it
in the night
lives
change
origin
my old guitar
taught me sin ce
when
it was dawn
cold crosses
glinting in the torch light
world ness
on stand by
in the momentous occasion
of a moment
any
like we always will
if only you
do
do you
there is this idea of a wall of sound especially just like a hundred lush cellos
and a pulsing pulse
like blood under skin
that i can’t quite capture
but try
let her
go
her way
go your way
now
untangle all these chords
wow
remember when you swore
who you were and what you were there for?
remember when you said you’d meet me
at the midnight door?
positively absolutely
purple
days
we can turn into
them
and push
and go the ways
who wants
to look
when
no one else
is lookin?
how
do
ya
do
why lie
i can’t walk straight
lines
i get
inflated
on the
very promise
of the next
golden field
listen to this
600 times straight
in side
of this
is something
live
could be
re birth
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here’s a thing i made
to accompany video
so
choose your own adventure
ok?
pull it off
one day at a time
sir, ma’am
whatever
cold glass
lay in place
into the untold
shake loose
hold of
journaled
shelves
pictures stacked
and piled
tune
and retune
cold touch forward
anyone could know
but not be alone
here now
a hammer hammering
on whatever
dog sleeping
or whatever
things
going
on and on
that’s herenow
make a decision
life
or more
life!
calmer now
that all the things i need to
pull together
don’t need me to
pull them together
float fall through
particulate booms
particularly true
window
window
in the wall
here the castle
can fall
re seige
ok
well
here we are
where
was
it
all
a
dream
back on the scene
frisky and clean
first and a remind
we will maybe get behind
as we move through air
between here
we have to go back
to the island
we have to go back
until then
here’s a
thing
a new ish thing
right now
since my computer broke
and also since
i hope to continue this
even as i travel to the azores
the nostalgia home of all janelas
not layered, just pieces of
music
get stuck
walking into wall
like videogame
turn corner
ok?
this way
you know
the way
pause
reflect
read
react
redact
inable
enable
unable
unstable
stable
boy
get
that
run
goin’
and
just
go
it’s too dang hot
in this here studio
