lyrics
sylvia's place ;; tricks
You’ve been a friend, like a home away
Wonder how you knew you give love to receive it
You’ve been a friend, Laika, my home away
Wonder if you came to show me all your tricks
Never afraid of a party (my love)
Never afraid of a party (my love)
Whats it like to lift your head like you?
Meet my eyes and never say it clearer
But you’ve been a friend, Like my home away
Seems your little life you didn’t wanna miss
Never afraid of a party ;; my love
Never afraid of a party ;; my love
Miss you like you were part of my body
" … all is all around me… "
brooklyn, pt. 1
"Do you sample the world sometimes?" "Cool."
i'll stay.... i'll stay here
Wandering through the forest but I couldn't see the world,
just a mass mush of colour, just a pretty living blur
----- all is all inside it ------
for a minute in the middle I could take away the time
let it really only be whatever's shining through the eyes
-------all is all around me here -----
when I see, I see I disappear
In the middle, in the rise, in it every little thing
In the light, feeling light, subtle sounding like a spring, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
All is all around me
Singing soft, don't disturb, deeper breathing, see her world
See it coming in the waves, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Start to find a little pace
Find my place, now, here, the middle of it
I wonder if you'll ever know
“Fa di ‘ah ah ah ah ah, fa di, I wonder if you’ll ever know
staircase dreams (we'd be together)
if I had all my dreams come true
i'll think of you later (i find you in everything)
I’ll think of you later
Won’t forget you
“Hmmmm hmmm”
i’m tired of screaming...
...so tired I might scream
“Sing it out…” “...why not…”
“...I’m trying to try to maybe do my best…”
bark, dirt & thistles
All these years of non-believing, took my own advice
Lit a fire to what I'm feeling, albeit sublime
I don’t wanna hold back, don’t wanna die
Letting all the little pieces get lost with the tide
Inside all that I know is you don’t have to run
For the sweet, wonder wishing; already begun
What we do in the middle, i’d rather live
between bark, dirt and thistles and taking the piss
What I’d do to sit and tinker, and watch as they pass
Let the rain meet the river, and wind kiss my ass
Don't make any assumptions, that words are the key
As we sit here and listen and watch as she breathes
Out these rainbow aromas of sunset at night
Beat and/Beadin’ sweat in the rhythms
Rest in the rhymes
Now I breathe like the river, see like the light
I’ve been delivered gifts of life
Don’t you see
Don’t you see
Don’t you see
Don’t you see
Don’t you see (“Hey look, Megan, it’s our future home”)
Don’t you see
Don’t you see
Don’t you see
Don’t you see
Don’t you see
Don’t you see
Don’t you see
amplified, multiplied
What if I do it calmly, sink into the body, run until I'm running,
Live until I die
Will I look out for angels? will I feel I'm strange
As I wonder if anyones on my side
Hopeful or something, watching as all the daylight becomes the night
Hopeful of something, should I keep on becoming?
call on everything to get amplified
I'll multiply like sand to stone
What if I do it stronger, hold on a little longer, never try to conquer
love and exercise
Running for safety, I'm where I said I would be
Loosen my grip on all that is terrified
Look out for angels; be slightly insane, fall into every hole that you verify
I’ll look out for angels. I will feel I've changed,
Call on everything to get amplified
Like sand to (((stone)(stone)(stone)(stone)))
"manhattan bound train... next stop"
I feel like nowhere and everywhere all at once
to be suspended; feel like a little trust.
feel the time it passes; sense in little flashes
watching as all the night time turns into day
to be suspended, feel i'm lending into
the days that do, the days that do the days that do the days that do the days that do the days that do the days
for many years
Only if I’m in the mood
To pick apart my moves
Find out if you’re holding something heavy
Like all the world’s a stage
But for the ticket I paid
I wanna live for many years
Make a promise to the plenty
Show up for the versions of myself
that I have yet to meet
Like how are you, it’s me
And old idea
That we’re not
Many things
And if I live for many years
Forever give back to the plenty
This old work of being human
Has it’s bitters and it’s sweets
Show up for to the versions of yourself
That you have yet to be
Like how are you, it’s me.
salamander
brother's down the way
mama's at the lake
boat is sailing straight
old soul, searching for something
wonder where I am
thunder where i stand
figurine in sand
old soul, searching for something
old soul, searching for something to hold
represent my life
better every time
harmony and rhyme.
old soul, waiting my time
singin' everyday
miles and miles away
where there's light I stay.
old soul, waiting my time
old soul, waiting my time to go
I weigh my days a million ways
I am something else
bigger than myself
walking on in stealth
old soul, finding my way
life is in my hand
little salamand
I am something else
old soul, finding my way
old soul, finding my way back home
don't get in my way
.. " " ; ;
