I'm writing on airwaves, I'm writing on the air
I'm writing on your memory, I'm writing on the microphone
The swords of truth, the back of the car
Due my attack but you know I always sing
Strike me down, strike me down
Strike me down, strike me down
Cos I am an island, a mountain, a river
And as I see that, you know I am thinking
This music's symbolic, this music is weightless
12/11/08
12/8/08
11/16/08
le page
It’s a strange day
No colours or shapes
No sound in my head
I forget who I am
When I’m with you
There’s no reason
There’s no sense
I’m not supposed to feel
I forget who I am
I forget
Fascist baby
Utopia, utopia
My dog needs new ears
Make his eyes see forever
Make him live like me
Again and again
I’m wired to the world
That’s how I know everything
I’m super brain
That’s how they made me
11/12/08
eccecolator & exhecolator
This is what I am, I am a man
so come and dance with me Michael
So strong now, its strong now
so come and dance with me Michael
I'm all that you see, you wanna see
so come and dance with me Michael
So close now, its close now,
so come and dance with me, so come and dance with me, SO COME AND DANCE WITH ME
11/7/08
10/19/08
naked city (lifo)
I see a mansard roof through the trees
I see a salty message written in the eaves
The ground beneath my feet
The hot garbage and concrete
And now the tops of buildings, I can see them too
The Argentines collapse in defeat
The admiralty surveys the remnants of the fleet
The ground beneath their feet
Is a nautically-mapped sheet
As thin as paper
While it slips away from view
serenata & tangled naked for LIFO by photoharrie
10/7/08
DIA
9/16/08
velvet mag
9/15/08
NONI ME
7/13/08
apostolis at magenta
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