all my inspirations are
dead or insane
what is there to say
everybodys running around
in cycles with the moon
captain the copies are
copying the copies of
copies of copies
and as we progress
we digress; a dog, a wolf,
a butterfly, a worm
remember the world
when it was wonderous and new
now a fading dream
draped in haze into omit
vaugely felt in a glance
glimmering deja vu
the hopeless know humiliation
contaminate then self impersonation
be careful of what you become:
a junkie
a desperate man
a fallen star, a loon
remember the words:
"when I was young"
This soul is mine
assured in depravity
dim and blond
bright and devious
This soul is mine
now an old flag faded, tattered and torn,
once glorious now abandon and abused
so sweet, accessible, intimate and familiar
my revered obtuse
This soul is mine
run to the shores of reason
but we're coming up on the bridge
and everyone's jumping off into
jagged blue white
An extensive compilation of metal, hardcore, punk, and folk songs benefitting reproductive justice non-profits around the world. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 3, 2019