a timeline a wandering
amidst ourselves in the empty
pastures tended in a sage patience
unaware of every little bloom
the forgotten weeds make
a timeline a wandering
amidst ourselves in the empty
pastures tended in a sage patience
unaware of every little bloom
the forgotten weeds make
sail with me
whoa hey, ok.
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
fang shweeeeeeee
maybe I’ll jus wander around forever
wow when this cloud gets lit up it’s so nice to sit on
draw these lines
a getting slow
a settling snow
the endlessness of endless emotion gets full
wishing I was
able to see
you right now
to share
with you
oi how many times
over and over and over
can we repeat the same
and still
allow
this
to happen
it’s enough
too long
to sit
on site
and breathe
all saying
go now
into concrete
later tonight
be peace
don’t worry
i see from here
every where
i have
stopped to take a sip yay
wishing for my ship yay
to come along
and hear d
that prophet’s song
forgot to follow along
yet there she is
just now close
on horizon like
whisp of
whale