orange balloon (music only, work in progress)
not all songs are complete
nasa travel agency - there is not enough present to fill up the future
Lyrics
(no vocal tracks yet, lyrics unfinished)
i'm being clutched too tight to breathe
the altar buckles under me
my body's shorting this circuitry
with my tongue extended i strain to taste a single flake of its beauty
i could've had it all
feverish and crazed this battle to maintain
waxing within wanes its waves are somehow stabbing
foaming up, bubbling, rust already coming
calm is all slippery, rage is too unweildy
rifling through, trying to find, dying to read aloud
the words, the potent phrase, the informational weapon
all that time spent inflating myself and tying off the nozzle
elevation quickly loses draw when clouds are pierced and air thins
what i said you were you aren't but what i said i was i am and
as your window spawns these spheres that wander towards the ground i float away
