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i tend to believe that our lives are less like cycles in the purest form. it more dimensional like an uzumaki (spiral) in which it bends inwards and outwards depending on the point in which you are viewing it. its alot to get into right now, but i think that maybe if everyone you loved were a spiral, that they would be interlocked and forever growing together with your spiral, even if they disappear from memory or your life. they still impacted you in some way, even if it was the most infinitesimal of all influences. you are still in some way tied to them for the rest of time, even when time ceases to exist for you. cycles are complete and rigid while spirals are forever growing and stretching and going into the infinte, always spinning, always learning. even the earth doesnt revolve around the sun in quite the same way as it did when we were younger. i originally titled this song melancholia, but i dunno, i kindof felt like Uzumaki fit the subject matter more appropriately. although melancholia sounds very pretty. (post script: i really didnt sing this song very well, so excuse that)

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keep on dreaming/ a lasting weekend/ a creeping moon
lays right where your sleeping
the sandman seeping slow through the womb
as a baby/ i am seething
i am naked completely/ im not ashamed of skin
and neither are you/
would you believe in karma/ could you believe in me
if i swared it was the god honest truth
and whispered i'd never lie to you

why am i always a mess
why am i always too bear

i am tripping over weeds/ as i speak
i am sinking into you
so grace me with your broken slurs/ you curse me when im just inches away from you/
so turn me inside/ outside/ dance on my bones/ when we fall to sand/ lets get stoned and pretend we're dead/ lets go home and do our parents in/ i hate this town/ i hate little kids/ but i love my dumbass group of friends/
i hope this summer never fucking ends.
this summer will never end.

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from Etla​/​Phasma​/​Exla​/​Mer (or siddhartha), released August 17, 2014
and all the shiny dreamy cats i know helped me write one final song.

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Born from the late Antigone shortly after her suicide, the first night i slept i dreamed of my own future death. It was beautiful and frightening and she came back for me in the end. Alas---too late to stuff the bones back in the skin; to sing life where blood should be is quite risky business. ... more

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