oh forg et magic
let me know when you find yourself there again
oh blue dawn
ao
a wash

oh forg et magic
let me know when you find yourself there again
oh blue dawn
ao
a wash
let’s just pretend that evil idiots aren’t seemingly going to ruin all our lives
on a thread
walking wandering
the feather of someone else’s thought
it’s the best worst best worst best worst best I can do
it’s like when you are a winner and you know and you just go
not that
another way to fade
can’t be wrong, the look you sent my song
there ok
look left yaya
old left ways
walk on their own
sulk on their own
thank you raven
and we were lost in the desert
yes
with west in the chest
and a blessed
crunch underneath each step
four six at a time
lost in it
this rhythm
where we used to walk
where I walked just today
and the sages are green again
and their scent is just time trapped in dust
and they are both different
each different the rain different the morning different
but the same
maybe I can just like cheeeeeerlead
weirdly
turn the block and everyone can
heeeeearrrme
oh that was oh that was oh that too was
some time magic is music yeah
or is it like, sometime magic?
or is it like…?
ok I’ll take you up on
a moment or two of thought
and we can get together in there
and whatnot
nothing just
in evening and
you are in evening
somewhere too
mazing, a
way through and
it might be a mirror?
should we sail into?
well, yes it has been a little while.
it was good, actually, to take a break from even these, and kind of do the things i guess i do when up with my family and in northern california. lots of listening more than making noise maybe is the easiest way to put it.
let’s hope 2020 gets better than the shitshow it has started as!
i was going to go there
but
instead…
well…
you can guess the rest
i wish i was there
in an imaginary
northern california
barn
with imaginary
dancers
and endless
waves
a collision of real
and thought would
i’d probably fall into it
like a venetian canal
a real myth
i wish i was there
on an endless blues solo
forever
dark figured shadows
and fire
no where to feel
like a stranger
no doubt to go
out and out into the world
a repetition of pithy complaint
over and over again
makes beautiful lines
get grizzly
i want to have a ranch in albion
and fall apart with the fog
into the oblivion
but real
nevermind the silliness
nothin
necessarily transcendental
just a thing that can
happen
if i could
and be cool
be cool with it
and remember
how to make
making
it
just once