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Orbit
04:51
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If you’re a star
I’m a planet
I got caught in your orbit
I’m sorry I can’t help it
There’s nothing I could’ve done to prevent this
Your song echoes in the caverns of my mind
You’re an agate on the riverbed I didn’t expect to find
with words so cleverly rhymed
You’re the kind that’s rare to come by
But I won’t dare say a word
No I don’t dare say a word
I’ll refrain from speaking too soon
Like I always do
If you’re a gust of wind I’m a falling leaf
Just blown away in disbelief
& you remind me what I admire in you exists in me
Somewhere in me
But I’ll refrain from speaking too soon
Like I never do.
If you’re a star
I’m a planet
I got caught in your orbit
I’m sorry I can’t help it
There’s nothing I could’ve done to prevent this
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Untitled
05:43
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There’s a world of liquid fire churning beneath our feet
so much life beckoning to break through the concrete
so many people ill never get the chance to meet
and what’s further up the road can’t be foreseen
I'll stretch these moments hold onto the in-betweens
and pretend if only for a breath that I can stop the time
before night fades into daylight
before summer scorches into fall
until I feel so much at once I can’t feel anything at all
Woke up in a town id never been
where the restless river meets the galactic ocean
and suddenly the world feels new once again
talking to a stranger on a park bench
and while I’m fascinated by this seaside town
theres a waitress sweating for every dollar
just dying to get out
Theres a portal to another dimension inside my heart
somewhere in its chambers in its deepest part
and I close my eyes and visualize
everyone right there
on this blue marbled miracle we all get to share
and theres so much that can’t be seen
the plankton the mycelium running
but that doesn't mean it isn't happening
there are so many people I'lll never get to meet
but that doesn’t mean they aren’t living
that doesn’t mean they aren’t out there living.
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Song for Steven
04:02
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There’s a man in my apartment complex
He sorts the recycling everyday
He says it gives him purpose
Gotta make use of this existence
And make up for other people’s ignorance
He once recited an Emily Dickinson poem to me
And one by Arthur O’Shaughnessy
We’ve spoken about angels and what we think happens when we die
He hasn’t driven a car since ’89
Burning the earth’s blood just ain’t a way to survive
But I always catch a look of shame in his eyes
He says, “When I look at the trees all I see are burning flames
And thats why I’m doing this every god damn day
And everyone thinks I’m crazy but I think its the other way around.
I've been doing this for ten whole years and I'll do it for ten more
It's just something I refuse to ignore
Whats the world gonna look like to all the babies that have yet to be born?
And walking away from our conversation
I can’t stop thinking about
If everyone just sorted their own goddamn recycling themselves
Well what would Steven be doing?
Right now.
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Blank
05:26
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Stood there nervously
as I heard your footsteps approaching
for the longest time I thought of what I’d say
to you when we finally met
but the moment I saw your face
my mind just went blank.
do you even know
how far your sound waves travel?
rippling onto the shore of my mind
you’re an agate on the riverbed I didn’t expect to find
& maybe you can’t see the light you emit
because it’s coming from you
I wish you could see it
the way that I do
It shines so bright
I’m a moth being drawn to your light
walked on the railroad tracks
like it was a balance beam
and when you began to play
I just sat there speechless listening
saw a rainbow appear through the clouds
saw a blue heron glide right over the sound
saw a sea lion poke out its head
and a bumblebee coated orange in pollen on the flowerbed
& maybe you can’t see the light you emit
because it’s coming from you
I wish you could see it
the way that I do
& for the longest time I thought of what I’d say
to you when we finally met
but the moment I saw your face
my mind just went blank
I forgot how to even think.
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5. |
Last Day of July
03:50
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It’s the last day of July
feeling dizzy and sleep deprived
and the nights are growing longer
like our shadows as we walk further
from the fire
and the days that seemed like they were so far away
have passed and turned into yesterday
and I wonder where you are
has your soul found another body?
as a baby in the Philippines
or a sloth up in the Colombian trees?
as an alien in another galaxy
or a moth under the lamp on my street?
wherever you may be
I hope we get another chance to meet
& if there’s a reason why I’m alive
well I hope I fulfill that purpose
before it’s my turn to die
but you taught me instead of an ending
it can be seen as another beginning
and I’m still trying to see it that way
and the days that seemed like they were so far away
have passed and turned into yesterday
have passed and turned into yesteryear
and enduring revolving around a star
I’m just grateful to still be here
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fellow earthling Olympia, Washington
Experiencing what it's like to wear a human costume for a little while.
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