Falling (2018)
To love,
A falling cigarette
A moment taken
Gives my day texture
I was a lovely person
Plastic flowers
Are planted in the corner
Next to sand and river
A grave and a moonrise
Stand only for seconds
Are we still worried
I
Should talk about beauty
We never learned our differences
Admit it.
We were yesterday
Taking a last second bus.
A falling cigarette
A moment taken
Gives my day texture
I was a lovely person
Plastic flowers
Are planted in the corner
Next to sand and river
A grave and a moonrise
Stand only for seconds
Are we still worried
I
Should talk about beauty
We never learned our differences
Admit it.
We were yesterday
Taking a last second bus.
Humans (2017)
Swimming in blackness
Dreaming of madness
Hoping to be seen from a distance
Heard
Loved
Touched
Leaving our mark through human existence
What is this
Vulnerability
Of
Individual
We aren’t angels
Wannabe immortals
The dance goes on
As skies fall upon
This is all for practice
Dreaming of madness
Hoping to be seen from a distance
Heard
Loved
Touched
Leaving our mark through human existence
What is this
Vulnerability
Of
Individual
We aren’t angels
Wannabe immortals
The dance goes on
As skies fall upon
This is all for practice
Birds (2016)
There are birds in the sky/look at them fly/
With empty words/as if they are shy/but their tongues are tied/
Moving onwards as they sigh/leaving with no goodbye/
Wont sing the chords/as if they are on standby/but they will comply/
You might think its absurd/as you stand by/
Watching the birds in the sky/looking at them fly/
With empty words/as if they are shy/but their tongues are tied/
Moving onwards as they sigh/leaving with no goodbye/
Wont sing the chords/as if they are on standby/but they will comply/
You might think its absurd/as you stand by/
Watching the birds in the sky/looking at them fly/
Mind Travel (2016)
mind travels
trying to unravel
the built up chaos in the head
just trying to go to bed
having troubles with sleeping
the demons keep on creepin
while angels keep on weeping
have you been here before
they keep knocking on my door
its good to have company
at least I have somebody
trying to unravel
the built up chaos in the head
just trying to go to bed
having troubles with sleeping
the demons keep on creepin
while angels keep on weeping
have you been here before
they keep knocking on my door
its good to have company
at least I have somebody
Distance (2015)
Not an Earth man
Not even a rocket man
Nor man on the moon
Am I in space
Maybe just out of place
Not going anywhere
Still staying here
Disappearing for sometime
Days at a time
Looking at all these faces
Feels like I’m trading places.
Got to remind myself/
Who I am to myself.
Not even a rocket man
Nor man on the moon
Am I in space
Maybe just out of place
Not going anywhere
Still staying here
Disappearing for sometime
Days at a time
Looking at all these faces
Feels like I’m trading places.
Got to remind myself/
Who I am to myself.
Dream(s) (2015)
I cannot dream this enough.
Thinking about a fantasy, that will never become a reality
A feeling such as ecstasy, minor acts of brutality
Thoughts in my head, that will never leave even when I go to bed
They appear in my dreams, strange as it seems, what does all this mean
Words living like ghost towns, What I really want to say, will never come out during the day
Dreams leave craving
But do I abide by wanting
Do I really want it.
Thinking about a fantasy, that will never become a reality
A feeling such as ecstasy, minor acts of brutality
Thoughts in my head, that will never leave even when I go to bed
They appear in my dreams, strange as it seems, what does all this mean
Words living like ghost towns, What I really want to say, will never come out during the day
Dreams leave craving
But do I abide by wanting
Do I really want it.