I’ll take whatever, make me want it
I’ll take to it, whatever it is
miss me and miss me
a rare circle
a rare missed chance
wished into happening
miss me miss me
I’ll be in tonight
if you want to come around
FTW FTW
the only path forward
mine away sleep away time away
make your way to the shore
make your way to the shore
make your way to the shore
a wandering around the point
a circle circling
endless never
make touch lines cross
rhythm
make touch
cross
rhythm
nearly there nearly there
without compare
in the air tonight
oh lord
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
hmmmmm?
in a word in a word you took it right out of my
I wouldn’t dare say
what I really really really really really
what I
another way to fade
I I I
me me me
desire
abandon
abandon
a band on
your dreams, your needs, your between, between your between, in dream
I won’t!
a memory
walking with you in my thoughts
and then you were there
in my thoughts some more
take one sentence and put it back in to
the book
take another look
dance around and dance around
the body the blood the wood the should
I don’t know if I will ever write the stage and say
hey I forgot to shine
could you let me try here?
mostly I don’t want to think about I anymore
to the whirl
I was spinning
turn turn turn
burn burn burn
we are on the same side
you and you and you and i
we are in the wild
together
check in
now
contemplate it, if you know what I mean
if you know how to dance with the big machine
contemplate it and let me know
if you know how to wrassle in the rodeo
I wander into your door and it happens over and over again
always invited, always wishing it could be real
an atmosphere in between untouch
maximalize your life
oh ok
let’s all just sum it all up shall we
no chance
a desperate love
a desperate love
a desperate need to love
let’s go back and do it again
a wonderful time of the most for
dot dot dot
oooooooh let’s put words on
dance aroundy around
clamber aboutsy
no roooooooom
better left
it’s the mona lisa
I guess that’s the nature of the game, man
maybe we can talk about it sometime
while holding eachother
nothing like
scrape off
oooolllld
if you feel frompy
come and jomp me
womp womp
sometimes I rely on trickery to trickerme to do these
sometimes even music isn’t really anything at all
sometimes
even
I don’t write
at various points or just one do we meet did we meet?
if sine waves many maybe
not parallel lives these
and the higher frequencies of us
and the lower frequencies of us
cross an invisible line
hopefully more
hopefully more
hopefully more
I do, I do
I never quite see
it’s not that I’m wrong or that it’s wrong
and it also is
on both
it’s that I’m blinded by
sorry to say
it’s just fear, really pure fear
could just fall into a song for a minute maybe more
not even a song really
not even falling
and go
morning
thoughts of you thoughts of you
go
let go
thinky
oh it’s evening
music please
let go
thinky
save that
save me save we save three
you drop down upon me
and let it go
in terms of spatial awareness
that is all
I fantastically arranged you here
right there
on the tip of my tongue
more than words
more than hearing
oh you don’t
really know me at all
oh you don’t really know
what you’re missing
a kissing
a blissing
a missed opportunity behold
oh you know you don’t know
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,
pull it down off the shelf
give it the love it deserves
each note
thrum
each note
thrum
let it remember
you played it
a cost, to care,
to be willing to be fair
to be in the midst of the wherever
whenever
mist must make lust disappear
a cross in weird wary eyes
a lost bear hypnotized
well, late start, eighth start, eight years.
I want to make music forever
it’s the only thing I do that even I can’t critique and tear apart
I wish for
shorter pieces, more honestly, less try, more love
for you and for me
amen and whoopee
you might wonder, where all the missing numbers go
into the ether here
why now do I find
a floating kind of island
it’s just where
I sit
though I am not aware
which makes me sad
I wish I were
there
so hard to know I’ll be gne
for a few days
whatever we make of whatever we make of whatever
