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Blue, Black, Silver, Water, Moons, Death & Ghosts Charleston, West Virginia men Music & Songs On My Own

The Claim

Sacred are the things that last
But you come on so hard and fast I cry.

Sacred things are meant to be
But you won’t put your claim on me so I
Belong to myself.

And the claim of
The life that I have known.
Please don’t let me go there.
Please don’t let me go back to the

Claim of the life that I have known.
Please don’t let me go there
Please don’t let me go.

You come on so fast and dark
Leave just when you’ve had enough
I lie- cloud in my mind.

Sacred things are meant to be
But you won’t put your claim on me and why?
There’s a woman you love

And the claim of
The life that I have known
Please don’t let me go there.
Please don’t let me go back to the

Claim of the life that I have known
Please don’t let me go there
Please don’t let me go back to the

Claim of the life that I have known
Please don’t let me go there
Please don’t let me go.

Claims appear on every street
The ripples where the rivers meet thats life.
Climb their way up every wall
They do whatever’s wanted to survive.

Pick your phone up with your ring
You leave like its not anything but why?
There’s a woman you love.

Through the alleyways I creep
A cloud of smoke when people sleep
And I belong to myself.

And the claim of the life that I have known
Please don’t let me go there
Please don’t let me go back to the

Claim of the life that I have known.
Please don’t let me go there
Please don’t let me go.

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Life Was Never Meant to Be Your Home

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Easy to Love

Pin me down, feed me grapes
Lay your shirt upon my face
So easy to love

Pin me down beneath your shoe
You have better things to do
So easy to fall

And you say
That I’m easy to love
And you say
That you’ll always be the one who I can run to

You have better things to do than lie
I have better things to do than cry

In the dark, meet you there
Run your fingers through my hair
So easy to fall

From the dark to the dawn
Make me feel like love will just go on
So easy to crawl

And you say
That I’m easy to love
And you say
That you’ll always be the one who I can run to

You have better things to do than lie
I have better things to do than cry

Had your money on my mind
It doesn’t matter if he’s kind
You close your eyes and let it roll away

Meet you at a new location
In between the conversation
Something makes me feel like I’m okay

Cause you say
That I’m easy to love
So I’ll try
To be easy to love
And I’ll try
To never need nobody I can run to cause

You have better things to do than lie
I have better things to do than cry

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I am a Cave

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Not Being There

If you’re wanting power
Someone to control
Come when you feel broken
Then go when you wanna go

And I won’t disappoint you
Cause I never really care
I just love not being there.

If you love the darkness
Want someone you can use
Pin them down to hurt them
Leave them there feeling confused

All the times you break me.
I never really care
I just love not being there.

Drinking on your bacolny
Looking out at the big big sea
All the things you want me for
They got nothing to do with me.

Spiritual power
That’s what you’ll give to me
Make the world so broken
When I want to I can leave

And I won’t look behind me
Cause I never really cared
I just love not being there.

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5 Dark Knights

5 Bright Stars- that I’ve never seen before
Step by step- walking on the checkerboard, you know
Some things get easier with time
Blood flows much easier when I know the blood is mine.

5 Dark Knights- sleeping underneath the skies
Toss and turn- thinking of the way you died, I can’t
Describe what is left of me more delicate than a lace
Hold me in your hand then let me slip into the wind and watch me fly.

Sometimes the sky is filled with eyes.

5 Small Boys- I saw them inside a dream
Step by step- but the checkerboard was green, you know
They never cried they were a bubble in the air
Flying in the wind they never knew that you were there all of the time.

They were oblivious to the feeling of your eyes.

Step by step- walking to the rabbit hole
And there I will forget, slip into a black so fine
That you were there with me when every wind was filled with time.

We were oblivious to the feeling of their eyes.

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Charleston, West Virginia Music & Songs On My Own Red, Soldiers, & Fire Yellow, Gold, Kings, Fathers, and the Sun

Fly Away

I’ve been recording a lot of music and I don’t have the time or work ethic to create artwork for it all so it leaves me with the question…. use AI art or take random photos of my apartment?

AI art is a decent choice aesthetically but I don’t use any AI in my music, or writing for that matter, and it would make me feel sick if people thought it was an AI creation, generated by the click of a button, when in reality I’m slaving away away surrounded by black wires…

And fwiw the beautiful brand new PlushMellow in this photo is available for adoption. A $20 adoption fee includes shipping. One of my first gigs when I was desperately trying to survive was finding good homes for stuffed animals. I’ve learned I have to think bigger to make it in this world but I still need to find homes for the few I have left.

Fly away in a little bit
Fly away in a cloud of strings
Like the sun on an icicle
You found your pair of wings.

When the time wasn’t over yet
When the time was ready to begin
When my heart was red lying in a box
Waiting for the sticking pin.

There you go, I know your eyes
Fire with a flash of pain
Feel it burn, feel it end
What is the name of this thing that remains?

Fly away in a little bit
Fly away in a cloud of strings
Like the sun on an icicle
You found your pair of wings.

There you go, the hand that wears the glove of velvet red
Like a woman, like a child, is the man afraid of his own death
Like a woman, like a child- the man who will never fight
Flickering beneath the sky and dying that same night.

Fly away in a little bit
Fly away in a cloud of strings
Like the sun on an icicle
You found your pair of wings.

There you go, the man I know whose legs are far too thin
Find the box and open it to push your stick pin in
Fire I know, death I know, I also know your eyes
Like a woman, like a child- the man who never lies.

Fly away in a little bit
Fly away in a cloud of strings
Like the sun on an icicle
You found your pair of wings.

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Charleston, West Virginia Music & Songs On My Own Red, Soldiers, & Fire Yellow, Gold, Kings, Fathers, and the Sun

Paradise

Father, I need to sit.
There’s all of this blood down here- nobody will tell me what it is.
Father, what is the time?
There’s all of this blood down here- nobody will tell me if it’s mine.

You built a tower in my heart just like a paradise
I laid me back to watch so warm in the sand.
Clouds flew above me light flashing out of their eagle eyes
Now I can feel those cold things starting again.

Father, where are my hands?
I need to touch my eyes- something tells me they are hurting me again.
Father, am I lying in bed?
Why are the curtains drawn? What is this thing upon my head?

You built a tower in a tower in my heart just like a paradise
I laid me back to watch so warm in the sand.
Sun shimmered on my body like I was a pegasi
But now I can feel those cold things starting again.

Father, why are the curtains drawn?
So many things to do. I can’t remain in here too long.
Father, I need to ask
Of all the things you’ve done, which ones are the ones that you’d take back?

You built a world around my heart just like a paradise
I laid me back to watch so warm in your hand.
Cities they swirled around me like they was a race of lights
But now I can feel those cold things starting again.

All of the men in the world lined up side by side
A bundle of twigs they wait for the flame.
Dance by the fire and you will realize
A burning man will never feel the pain.

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5 Dark Knights

5 Bright Stars- that I’ve never seen before
Step by step- walking on the checkerboard, you know
Some things get easier with time
Blood flows much easier when I know the blood is mine.

5 Dark Knights- sleeping underneath the skies
Toss and turn- thinking of the way you died, I can’t
Describe what is left of me more delicate than a lace
Hold me in your hand then let me slip into the wind and watch me fly.

Sometimes the sky is filled with eyes.

5 Small Boys- I saw them inside a dream
Step by step- but the checkerboard was green, you know
They never cried they were a bubble in the air
Flying in the wind they never knew that you were there all of the time.

They were oblivious to the feeling of your eyes.

Step by step- walking to the rabbit hole
And there I will forget, slip into a black so fine
That you were there with me when every wind was filled with time.

We were oblivious to the feeling of their eyes.

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The Box

sing and gleam, mountain stream
I know where you flow
falling down, losing ground
crash the world below

lose the dream
of purity you wanted me to bring
lose the dream
there’s nothing sacred now

something fails, yet still goes on
I was in the box, but now it’s gone

like a swirl, like a wave
changing me inside
suck me down, underneath
this is where I’ll hide

on and on
to bluer things you wanted me to bring
on and on
your arrow in my hand

something dies, yet still goes on
I was in the box, but now it’s gone

waterfall over me
holding up my hands
blue and cold, touching me
I don’t understand

how I feel
I waited for you everyday alone
standing there
there’s nothing certain now

losing form, yet flowing on
I was in the box, but now its gone

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