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AwakeI was awake then.
Nothing told me I was awake but the scent
of unsent letters beside your coffee cup
or was it yesteryear?
I can't remember anything
but the smell of ink and paper
fighting for dominance
under the taint of coffee,
and the creaking sound of the chair under your weight.
1: Elevator DreamsElevated by elevator dreams,
she promised morning with her smiles,
that curled with cigarette smoke.
Things clicked and shook,
because she was one of the movers and the shakers,
swaying with gin and tonic in her fist,
as she kissed,
and never told anyone about that night.
Born for the bottle,
Raised to the grave,
Elevated by elevator dreams
the promises she gave,
were the promises she kept.
Spring SkinWho told you that you were allowed to cry?
Pick yourself up.
Can't you feel the currents running,
electric through the ground?
The world is waking up again,
calling your name in the dead of night.
The sun is spinning faster towards life
and love, and you have to take it.
Hold on with both hands
The snow is no longer welcome here,
it vanishes like the shadows in your eyes.
You were never meant to cry
when summer is breathing under the skin of spring.
like angel feathers fallingWhen you see us fall muted
flash, teardrop army your mind
tries to make us blend, a common
entity, a single element, wild
and feral. You believe us to be
simply here & gone, gather
into nothingness, as if we
hadn't ever existed. You try
to feel the electricity, this
waterfall, make it either
raze or nourish, mumble
or roar. I have arrived,
you whisper, & already you're joined
to something else. Look at this street
Rivulets. Torrent. Murmur both
forward, a legion of lightning.
You can't race windshield wipers fast enough.
the answer is not one, but also
Where I find Peacethe sepulchral skies opened up as lightning flitted across the widening maw; jagged teeth frozen in hunger tore at candied clouds of fading taste and color.
It was never emptier than hungry caverns full of midnight whispers. The sky was never grayer than the lightest tendrils of fog, never blacker than frozen lava, never bluer than sea-foam during a tempest tantrum. It raged to die today, live tomorrow, to never see another sun rise.
and the only reassurances left were blinded eyes and buried murmurs, naked trees and noiseless laughter from the beast above us. Ice flowers atop melting river banks gazed on indifferently as the legion of tears and lightning advanced upon me.
the flood came chasing to me, razing nothing and everything
the fire is spreading soit is tonight, it is yesterday, it is stars shining darkly as wishing comets firefly across the heavens. All I can think about is that it is now.
Wind is tearing at my limbs like an elemental god, a fury unknown; yet all I can feel is the wild spirit I call myself roaring jubilation, roaring defiance. I want to let it carry me away so I can wish myself across the universe like those outcast pieces of essence and carbon and soul above me.
remember them.You will never be lovelier
Than when you hobbled home
(from the desert land of bombshells and blood)
Through filtered twilight and etched leaves
That smelled like sunshine,
Carrying nothing but a broken
Phantoms Of Another UniverseLook.
I'll tell it like it was.
Static clung to the air
like ornaments on a Christmas tree
and we were graced with the odd arced lightning.
Oh, it was cold.
I remember not seeing,
my fingers frozen off as
feeling receded from them
like waves on a beach.
how could I even be sure
the forgotten memory of a sunset
lay imprinted on my brain,
and its absence made the night
emptier than ever.
we waited for the moon to rise,
for the clouds to shift,
for the e-lec-tri-ci-ty to stop
(like lost travelers stumbling
in the desert waiting for an
oasis mirage to shatter their
we waited, questioning our existence,
questioning this formation of
questioning the light that remained
(like questioning "how in the world did
I lose that!" and it turns out you hadn't
you'd been waving it, flailing it, even,
(incredulously) in your hand)
and one year later,
one eternity l