Wednesday, May 13, 2015

Like a signal fire

When we were young, we used to live so close to it
And we were scared and we were beautiful



Oh, baby, every morning there are mountains to climb


Oh, and I feel that nothing in life could ever be like this again
'Cause your love kept me alive and made me insane








They say that I am crazy
my life wasting on this road
that time will find my dreams
scared or dead and cold

But I heard there is a light
drawing me to reach an end
and when I reach there, I'll turn back
and you and I can begin again




I've got 200 more miles
of rain asphalt in line before I sleep
But there'll be no warm sheets
or welcoming arms
to fall into tonight

Monday, May 11, 2015

Sickly sticker stockery

Down to the wire on projects... I got wicked sick (fever, the works) this past weekend and finishing everything has been kind of nuts. I CAN'T WAIT TO BE DONE WITH ALL THIS STUFF I HATE LOGISTICS YOU GUYS AAAAAAAAAAAARRRGH

I'm ordering stickers today, but I still need to get posters and business cards... luckily I think the shipping time on those will be shorter, or I may be able to get them done in town? We'll see. At least the internet's working again so I can crack down on planning things a little easier -- trying to pull all this up on my phone was kind of tricky.

I got some feels I was going to lay down here, but I don't have the time; I barely have the time for the feels themselves -- if they'd quit being so pushy I could just ignore them entirely and that would be JUST FINE, OK FEELS? OK?!
Gahhh.

*Runs around frantically, as per usual*


heart beats madly like a drum
beating chamber almost numb
it's beating faster and faster

Slow down dear, slow down


You are the ink drawing me
You are the mouth gnawing me
Yours is the voice calling me
star star

You can make me if you try
Gently like a lullaby
Hold me tight inside your arms
Make me feel just like a star
like a star