a wandering around the point
a circle circling
endless never
make touch lines cross
rhythm
make touch
cross
rhythm
a wandering around the point
a circle circling
endless never
make touch lines cross
rhythm
make touch
cross
rhythm
could just fall into a song for a minute maybe more
not even a song really
not even falling
draw these lines
oh well I might as well try and make music even if it isn’t the greatest thing ever
cello, percussion, moody, minor key, dark, heavy as fucking usual, melancholic, 108bpm, north
ruination
reunite
reunion
rumi
rum
random I know
it’s where we turn on the lights
a sun angle here
below where chill can reach yeah
above where stillness falls like fog
lest you be lookin’
sometimes these are a way of me correcting trends
like, i always want to make art
but i don’t
and feel like i can’t
and also who cares what i call art in my own head
you know, i just want to be able to make things that make me feel like that i’m not just laying on the floor staring at the ceiling
that i love you
so much
back from wherever
old memories live
i liked being there
in that dream
we going to make it
we going to make it all the way