I'm back, Yay for you.... Here's another song or 2 or 3....

Aqeuous Transmission

I'm floating down a river
Oars freed from their holes long ago
Lying face up on the floor of my vessel
I marvel at the stars
And feel my heart overflow
Further down the river
Further down the river
Further down the river
Further down the river
Two weeks without my lover
I'm in this boat alone
Floating down a river named 'emotion'
Will I make it back to shore
Or drift into the unknown
Floating down the river
I'm building an antenna
Transmissions will be sent when I am through
Maybe we'll meet again further down the river
And share what we both discovered...
Then revel in the view
Further down the river


Circles

You saw me lost and treading water
I looked pathetic
I looked as helpless as a stinger without a bee
But underneath my presentation, yea
I knew the walls were coming down
And the stones that fell were aiming away from me
Hey what would it mean to you
To know that it'll come back around again
Hey whatever it means to you
Know that everything moves in circles
I saw you standing in my headlights (blink, blink, blink)
I thought I'd run you down for the weight you left on me
Instead I pushed rewind, reversed and drove away
And seeing you disappear in my rearview
Brought to me the word reciprocity
Hey what would it mean to you
To know that it'll come back around again
Hey whatever it means to you
Know that everything moves in circles
Round and round we go
Who would've known it'd end so well
We fall on and we fall off existential carousel


Wish You Were Here

I dig my toes into the sand
The ocean looks like a thousand diamonds strewn across a blue blanket
I lean against the wind
Pretend that I am weightless
And in this moment I am happy...happy
I wish you were here
I lay my head into the sand
The sky resembles a backlit canopy with holes punched in it
I'm counting UFO's
I signal them with my lighter
And in this moment I am happy...happy
I wish you were here
The world's a roller coaster and I am not strapped in
Maybe I should hold with care but my hands are busy in the air

- Ode to a goldfish -
Oh
Wet
Pet

^Fucked if i know who wrote that^ wasn't me....

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