here’s some audio off my new tape entitled “sleep”.
it’s sunday, april 19th and i miss you
when you were a child on the farm
you saw him pin her by the weight of his arms
so she left in the night when you were in bed
and took your trust when she left
you’re already hurt
im scared that if you put
your trust in me i’ll make it worse
i’ll hurt you
i picked a flower from the stem
and watched it die in my hands
and i screamed, “oh my god
i did it again, im destroying innocence
so i can’t stay
my heart’s too weak to think about
the way you use to say
“i miss you”
some of my old sounds used in a really nice short film. this is beautiful stuff.
made by: Anna Jurevica
i wrote you a quick song.
this happened today. sorry.
Me getting all deep talking about feedback and stuff. VHS quality is pretty unforgiving so please excuse me looking like an underfed drug addict. Oh, but don’t excuse how awkward I am when I talk or how spindly my hands are. Those two things are represented pretty accurately.
the product of an angel
take the length that we’d traveled
and compare it to the length we haven’t traveled yet
i took my life out of context
and moved it to the front of a cameras lens
so i could see things more clearly than i did
and the picture was astounding
but when i did, you weren’t around me
because the image was bright, full of things that i like
i was standing in a field with the sun in my eyes
and i was happy
so let that be the excuse
of why you gave up even when you didn’t want to
and i will go to sleep
just know you’ll be in my dreams
as the product of an angel
i came to realize all the people in my life
yeah the people that had lied
were only lying to themselves
so i’m not going to be sad
no i’m not going to waste my time
even if i find an excuse to cry
it won’t be because of you
yeah if i cry it won’t be because of you
so if you ever said that you’d rather be dead
go a year and a half without seeing your friends
and tell me what happiness means
