wish which way you’d like to play
and go again another day
wish which way you’d like to play
and go again another day
it’s the mona lisa
I guess that’s the nature of the game, man
if you feel frompy
come and jomp me
womp womp
a momentary
mind free
absenced
wilded out
invisible
who
who care
abstract, beats, eastsouth, weird, wild, pink piano, orgasm anecdote, she misses me, distraught, worthless, invisible, pervert, instrumental, music, animal, no touch, no feel,
whatever we make of whatever we make of whatever
wander around and around and around and I miss you I just do I just miss you I just do
hi there.
yes it has
been a while
I’m kind of, I don’t know, you know?
wherein
all is possible
suddenly after much anticipation
a long long time ago
I made my way across the
threshold
and put myself into the river yeah
making things work under the surface
in a wide wide field
in a tried true position
kneeled in air
a place we used to go
together and together and
forever
whoa oh
you must learn the ways
why don’t you?
oh yah oh yah
everybody’s got their life goin
oh yeah oh ya
but me
making music for
no reason!
mazing, a
way through and
it might be a mirror?
call in and on
and on
the guards are marching
one by one
hurrah
which wish shall we perceive
the one to be still
or to believe?
calumet, wander, farther on the road
you heave and sigh and wish you could
you wish and only wish you would
explode in beautiful lustful rage
turn the corner
round the bend
round her bend
again
oh it’s just a way, away
to not be invisible
don’t know
don’t worry
may I take a trip around your block
rock around your clock
anchor at your dock
fly with your flock?
no more words could rhyme!
choose your adventurer
wait a month, re work a piece you started, get lost, come back, go
cross into sleep
with me
these dreams these dreams take
form
a shadow on the hillside
your own
the sun setting
a “normal” day
wish-ish to make believe in
hero you
hero true
shadow you
and persevere
no more
pursue engage
with swiftness
with the proper sage rage
oh well alas
we turn the corner and become
one with musicbox
and make some new new
true blue
through and through
you hue
new
hopes and dreams
dispense forthwith
missed under
stood firm
wish asunder
good
next
I’m behind I’m behind the times!
it aint perfect. it aint it aint
it’s getting hot
in there
somewhere
a river of delusion
a confusion
rushes over
like all news all the time
purposeful, deranging
underneath, the molten core
inside all the burning
a side affect of the turning
looking for to
volcano
looking for to
meld
don’t just burn it down
burn the poison out
turning and burning
over and over
when you find your way
this morning
never woke
last night
oh you know
we need a miracle
we need a hero
we need a story
i do
oh now we’re going to have to get out in the streets or
else we are
passive fascists
you,
still.
disrupt and dance
and
fall apart and
dance again
i don’t know man it just
gets weird sometimes
woman
man
between
dam
disintegrate into
whatever happens to
influence you
it’s summertime
why sleep?
inside some where
a fire
that went
nearly out
all that blowing blowing
who knew this
would all rise like the skin of the earth
or don’t
or go
or
never
stop
and go on and go
far
and go
for it
and go go
grow grow
go away
to there
love on
love off
keep yr engine runnin
come on now
please oh please oh