(2014)
there are never really any angels in god’s company, it really just pretends them
we go walking around walking all over this town nothing ever getting us down cause we’re just a couple of clown…
yes, i’m saying sunshine & rainbows will flow from your heart & other lovely places like living liquid
so, come on then, brilliant one, see, i’ve been waiting for you with eyes
does a king come ready– made, or doesn’t he emerge from a prince once a frog, and aren’t you
being drawn back unlike a bowstring but down and in as water finds the lowest
yeah, the contract the social one, so long ago supposedly agreed to, we were born instead into. what
if i stub my fucking toe it’s their fault so say i, and who could argue? you almost
I just felt what I think I’ll feel always, once we’ve finally met, and share this cool space, like an open secr… It felt like all my favorite songs…
simply knowing you’re in a maze doesn’t get you out, but the fact is the foundation
reflecting on the moment before, would be useful only were it not already perfect.
every story, especially those promising finally to grant the square hat with tassels, is a load of shit. the god which
leaning into, not against it. no, decidedly for, yes, always that, no matter
just listen the trees drink silly.. I work i work that day the not
of course it is not about you. you have to know this, like baby birds know worms come with mother’s return,