TUNE - STONES
where i lay my songs to rest. there's a short description and context included below each set of lyrics, if one should care.
warmer
i hate waking up missing you
i've been staying up with the moon
singing somber songs out of tune
as long as your gone, i'm subdued
are the stars in oklahoma
as dark and cold as in arkansaw
we'd be a lot warmer
lying in each in each other's arms
every goodbye leaves my heart sore
if i could, i'd stay evermore
storm clouds form within, and it pours
are the stars in oklahoma
as dark and cold as in arkansaw
we'd be a lot warmer
lying in each in each other's arms
written 8/3/24. missing the love of my life. she's working in OK for only a year. we visit each other as often as possible.
aburrido
aburrido, quiero bailar
faltan amigos en esta ciudaaad
aqui con la novia y la perrita
playa Redondo no deja de llamar
aburrido, salgo a buscar
un show de patio con musica SKA
todos los locos fumando esa cosa
lo que no ocupo pa' desestresar, ha
aburrido, caigo a la casa
todos los cantos me suenan igual
escribire, con mi guitarra
esos sonidos que quiero escuchar
es sin sentido
estar aburrido
y mucho menos
pasandola contigo (x2)
-written 2/16/24. i was kinda bored and missing CA that evening. finished in about 30 minutes. set to ska because it's FUN and reminiscent of the backyard shows i would go to. it's simple, easy, quick, and i enjoyed writing it
sisyphus
Master Uguay taught me
why it's called the present
well, what will we wager while
wearing rosy lenses?
slowly burrying the soul in sand
knowing borrowed it is
turn it over and over again
wonder where it begins
contending with an ideal
one can barely describe
contentment often concealed
fervour burning your eyes
Sisyphus continues to roll
without dreams of parole
while the Chesire Cat cackles as it unfolds
-written in the last week of Feb. 2024. i'm pretty proud of the effort i put into each line in this song. it took about a week to finish. i'd been thinking a lot about being present, about time, about perfectionism, and dabbling in absurdist and existentialist philosophy. good times.
from l.a.
i don't know what to do here
she threatens to open the ground at my feet
where into my grave
i would fall
some kind of new fear
it feels like way to much to think
about in a day
or at all
maybe you're right
maybe it's time for you and i
to get away
from l.a.
maybe it's time
yeah, i'll confide in you all my life
babe, i'm all the way
after all
-started writing this in Oct. 2021, finished in Feb. 2024. my gf fled to her aunt's house in AZ a couple days after we experienced a pretty strong earthquake in l.a.. i stayed behind and caught up to her a month later because i wasn't in a position to jump ship as quickly. leaving l.a. turned out to be a great decision for many reasons.
untitled
pour up another glass of VICTORY GIN
keep awqy from me if we aren't kin
go get your own
that's just the way it is
how many colors can i trade for gold?
while every day another mind has been
bought and sold
that's just the way she goes
floating in nothingness there's no up or down
or left, right, forward, backward
i go around and around
what is direction, then?
(it's relative)
i couldn't tell you what's wrong or right
maybe a song about the end of times
would make you laugh and cry
yet the indifference shimmers in your stare
so take your SOMA and we'll walk real slow
to the FEELIES SHOW at the end of the road
forget the world outside
was even there
(repeat this p)
started this one in 2022(?), and it still isn't finished, in my opinion. something about that second stanza never sat well with me but here is my favorite version of the song. i was thinking about covid's effect on the general vibe of the world, feeling uncertain, having minimal monies, and escapism.
the well
ask me how it's going
and i'll probably say just fine
down in the well
wearing down my fingernails as i
dig a a little deeper
damn, it's getting hot as hell
and i start to yell
into broken mirrors and ringing hollow bells
put your arm around me
our love is right
it's warm and never-ending
don't dim your light
i feel uncomfortable in my bed at night
i toss and turn
shut the blinds, the moonlight
burns more than the sun
i feel uncomfortable in my head at times
i crash and burn
pull me in some more cuz
i can't get close enough
put your arm around me
our love is right
it's warm and never-ending
don't dim your light
written sometime between late april to early may of 2024. it's a song about being hard on myself, feeling anxious about who i am, and having trouble falling asleep at night because i get stuck overanalyzing everything in my life. the 'arm' belongs to Kathy, the love of my life. she hugs me when i feel this way and reassures me that everything'll be fine.