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Swimming through the Sunset
Athens, Greece.
(by anishaspice)
These chicks are so talented
Late (Lyrics)
It's getting late
And I don't know if you are gonna stay
another day
Maybe gone, but never gone to waste
Chasing thoughts from before
Racing thoughts and the walls are closing in
And I'm alone again
Yes alone, but never lost
Because I know the rain will come
Save me
I've had enough of fate pretending
to take my dreams, don't take my breath away
Lost and loveless
High and hopeless
I am walking home alone
If I know that I'll be late
Tomorrow I will make it home
Don't be afraid
Of things you hear
It's only voices in your head
Try to stay awake
So I won't lie with loneliness
~Solo~
Take my dreams, don't take my breath away
Take my dreams, don't take my breath away
Take my dreams, don't take my breath away
Take my dreams you'll take my everything.
Cold as this Version of Home
Cold as this version of home
I lay with the sounds
Hooking the walls and halving the wholes
of your atmosphere
A bird in the moon
3 words in my hand
4 in your mouth
This is the purple you never saw coming
This is the words crumpled up in my pocket
"This could never be so casual."
Wonder for wonder's sake
Think about unthinking.
Write it all down, love, and when you do
Tell me.
I'll be waiting on the river bench
Pensive, Inspired
Edge your name into the wood next to mine
so that something of us will be forever
Wildflower
Not even coffee could do the trick this time
It was just a basement of a week and this time the gate's rusted shut
but maybe it's better that way, or this way in the perfectly clockwise formation of
my thinking about the cosmic surface and subliminal afterthought
I zone out:
Zooming out, spanning the larger sense of my likes or dishonest framing
it all comes down to this incessant desire for toolless creation
Shaping sentences with premises of decades passed and friends I never had
It's all starting wo wear holes in my shoes and one's so big you could fall upwards into my
stomping while we dance to the Dylan record
Rock n rolling joints to lift the spirits while we're young enough to
say we've got no plans later tonight
So if you're available, send me a look and a glass of half-honest stories
Tall enough to drown me in your bullshit
I bet it tastes like wildflower in winter
The Space Between The Stars
Take a walk to clear my head
Take a drag to fill it up again
Hard to think so hard to breathe
The air gets thinner every time she leaves
Your phantom tells me where to go
Lighting fires high, invisible
Like the space between the stars
I feel you closer than you really are
I'm dreaming backwards
I know how to touch the moon
The Moon Is A Puller
The Moon is a puller
you are the hand of a ghost
Cut the spilling wordsong so that
My pen cauterizes with the morning breath and
Bleeding hearts in bloom
Your cursive curving shadow is enough
to make yourself alive
You know that it's not too late to make something real
But it might be too soon to stop reaching
And out in the distance I can see a small blue light
Getting bigger all the time, when the shadows in my room stop
Hanging around, I'll be wading there with this grounding
unworldliness
Knowing now that not knowing is better than waiting cinematically