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The rain had started tapping
On the window near my bed
There was a loophole in my dreaming
So I got out of it
And to my surprise my eyes were wide 
And already open
Just my nightstand and my dresser 
Where those nightmares had just been

So I dressed myself and left then
Out into the gray streets
But everything seemed different
Completely new to me
The sky, the trees, houses, buildings
Even my own body
And each person I encountered
I couldn’t wait to meet

And I came upon a doctor
Who appeared in quite poor health
I said, “There’s nothing I can do for you
You can’t do for yourself”
He said, “Oh, yes you can, just hold my hand
I think that that would help”
So I sat with him a while 
And I asked him how he felt
He said, “I think I’m cured
No, in fact I’m sure of it
Thank you stranger 
For your theraputic smile”

So that’s how I learned the lesson
That everyone’s alone
And your eyes must do some raining
If you’re ever gonna grow
When crying don’t help, you can’t compose yourself
It’s best to compose a poem
An honest verse of longing
Or a simple song of hope

That’s why I’m singing, baby, don’t worry
Because now I’ve got your back
And every time you feel like crying
I’m gonna try to make you laugh
And if I can’t, if it just hurts too bad
Then we’ll wait for it to pass
And I will keep you company
Through those days so long and black

We’ll keep working on the problem 
We know we’ll never solve
Of love’s uneven remainders
Our lives are fractions of a whole
But if the world could remain within a frame
Like a painting on a wall
Then I think we’d see the beauty then
And stand staring in awe

At our still lives posed
Like a bowl of oranges
Like a story told
By the fault lines and the soil

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"Country Report" -Deakin

Another little dabble with music. A remix, really.

Bored and too uninspired to write, I decided I’d make a song. First real attempt at piecing something together. It’s refreshing to learn and feel as if I’m learning.

A song of uncertainty and fear and all the emotions inside that I cannot escape nor evade nor hide. The fright of love, the fright of finding what I might become or what I may be.

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First single from the upcoming album “Cruel Runnings” out May 27th!

I’ve been looking for something I wish I had found,

A part of me I already thought was unbound

By the actions I’d taken, those regretful streams

Of loving, of dreaming. They now slip unseen.

These tears, do they break some manly being?

If I cry can I leave and sing to myself

The song I have written but never knew how to read?

Tomorrow will the words all feel right to me?

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