in the future - u will be able to do some more stuff here,,,!! like pat catgirl- i mean um yeah... for now u can only see others's posts :c
You’re 3 sheets to the wind
And I’m coming up
Greet you at the gates
(You left it where you found it)
The day ends and
We’re a number
going backwards
Knowing nothing about anything
a number
Staggering backwards
You say something
(What you say exists
With what you didn’t say)
And I stay up with the moon
With my map of the moons
(There’s too many to choose from)
There is nothing ordinary in this world
Was the first thing you said
And it’s the last thing I wonder
Your face becomes a harmony
Before it goes under
The love hate rollercoaster
That same fucking ride
(again and again and then)
The return of joy !
(for no apparent reason)
Singing loudly into the dead faces
There’s a corpse lying under my thoughts
I’ve tried to wake him up
(Sometimes I am confused)
I’ve met two different people
in two different places
I’m two different ideas
in two different minds
I throw my back out
my my my
Bad joke
on a tin can telephone line
(Art by my mum)
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To forget is as much
a part of life as remembering.
If i forget - i don’t always remember
that i forgot.
If I remember, it’s not forgetting.
I take a mental walk
up 2 flights of stairs
Only to forget why I’m there
What happens in your brain when you
return to a half remembered place.
I’ll let you know what I know
I’ll Plant seeds in a garden
That I’ll never see grow
It’s a detail that was, without explanation
Spent years living inside each other
Write ourselves into each other
Maybe you were painting yourself
before you were born
Carefully deciding where to go
Eating. Not eating. And wanting to be eaten.
for all and now, I want nothing
I’ll sustain myself on the scent of flowers
I’ll live for the quiet after
The silence after
I look forward to the never after
The silence after the satisfaction
The everlasting
Dare and command.
There will be a time
and a time after that
Before it is the end
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I love these lyrics. I write so much I never want to forget how to play something. This is what my sheets for every song look like. I hate forgetting. I love remembering a feeling. Or I guess. A song? A feeling ? Whatever. Anyway my point is the band is learning this song this week and that’s great. Cause I wanna play it. Anyway. K bye.
8 - 0
You can’t go where I’m going
I guess I’m gone without knowing
I guess it’s a bad idea
The universe is full of them
Run away from the ricochet
Somehow
I wonder
sometimes
7 - 0
Weird week
She said that
Sometimes she sits so long
That the lights turn off
I get it… I do it too (I forget to notice)
I saw a bird get hurt
-it couldn’t fly (I cried.. obviously)
I almost got hit by a car
I fucked it off (try harder)
I found a squirrel and I put it in tall grass
So it could be dead alone
…Get off the walk path…
Someone said ‘a garbage is better’
I disagree
A garbage isn’t a grave
For animals to be
(Dead things deserve their dignity)
… weird week
5 - 0
Maybe you’ll see a video of me playing a little solo something soon. I’m a loud little weirdo but am also very shy. Strange. You’ll get to see and hear it soon. 🖤 k bye.
15 - 2
I'm Jen.
These are my songs.
I wrote them.
Check the info for who else played on them cause they’re amazing musicians and they’re good friends. Also.
Fuck your couch.