1. |
haunted
04:49
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I feel like I am disintegrating,
Into this atmosphere.
I thought I moved past this,
But it’s hard when your trauma
Is wrapped around my mind.
I can sense the dark shadow
Haunting me,
And I wish that it would just go home.
Within the noise,
I feel my heart sink into my bones
As I realize I’m out of place again.
I can’t hear me.
The colors melt away
As my eyelids shut down,
And the memories flood away from me.
I can’t hear me.
I dream about Death almost every night and I
Wonder if my elders are here,
But it wakes me in a hot muggy sweat
And i don’t want to feel it anymore.
I can sense the dark shadow
Haunting me,
And I wish that it would just go home.
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2. |
Hubbard, OH
04:31
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fall, like leaves
and feathers
on trampolines
and i surrender (2x)
and climb your towers
and climb until I fall
like snow on red glass (2x)
and try not to sink
as i descend
underneath
Your cold dark waves (2x)
Like snow on red glass (2x)
So I surrender (2x)
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3. |
Guren
01:35
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4. |
past lives
04:05
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What else can I say
To make you relate
On all of my own hate
I know that I can’t make
You open up your mind
But - Inside, I know you’ll find
You feel this way
Why do they always say,
“Life is such
you feel too much”
I know what I feel inside
Of this sensible heart
It’s all too hard
I won’t change
Addicted can mean so much
For me it’s my own pain
That keeps me sane
It’s why I find I relate
To where you place the blame
My view is in full frame
Of these past lives
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5. |
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I'm a reflection, of every person I meet
Absorbing their image, and claiming it my own
I am not my true self
He's no better, but you're no worse
Looking in the mirror, lately
recognizing reconcile
the self was on the shelf
with solemn stares and a sheltered smile
tell the child, “you’re getting existential up in here!!”
i’ve been taking shots of satre for eventual cups of cheer
‘cause bitter helps me taste the sweets
sugar cane, took the pain
i think i’ll switch to stevia
while putting sugar in my veins
wuski atuk on the boards, faces in the mirror
hearing all the voices in my head so clear
i’m walking into my reflection
never coming back
black intensified the darkness,
i live inside the track
bring your sweater— it’s cold inside the hearse
she’s no better
and you’re no worse
She's no better, but you're no worse
Reflecting reflections in my own pool
Of solemn solidarity
I see myself at the bottom, breathing out their air
I found myself again, but it wasn't here
You're no better, but we're no worse
They're no better, but I'm no worse.
when reflecting reflections,
I'm sure you feel the same.
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6. |
r e v e l a t i o n
03:41
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In the midst of sleep
Two pillows embrace the skull
Making the soul believe
It is lying against
Your warm, soft skin.
Forgetting all that is wrong
Moving towards the right light.
Do you feel my frequencies?
Do you feel my frequencies,
searching the starlight?
In the mountains they yell,
"Come back down, come back down." (3x)
Lilacs falling on the silver lake,
reflecting shadows on crystals.
Crimson cheeks and moonlight,
I'm falling down, I'm falling down (3x)
I can live with the feeling.
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7. |
Pluviophile
03:46
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Drip drop down on the grooved pavement, I like the sound of that.
When your eyes turn grey like the rain clouds, they become so captivating.
I'm a pluviophile.
I find peace in the dreary overcasts.
My dear, you bring the
same comfort to me.
I love the rain more than the sun.
The smell of the water overwhelms my senses,
and it brings me home.
Similarly, I feel at home wrapped up
in your arms; in your bed.
The sound of your voice,
soothes me like
the waves that crash on the shoreline.
And I am falling in love with you;
you feel like warm rain
I love the rain more than the sun.
I love the rain more than the sun.
I think I love you more than rain.
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8. |
Hour
05:08
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I've been thinking ‘bout springtime
daisies and bluebells
rising up from the frozen ground
like we did last year
used to talk about the rising sun
the orange and the pink streams
breaking through the night darkness
like we did last year
no more blackness in my skies
you made the clouds go
I see the color spectrum in your eyes
you know that it's okay
to let the trauma go
go 'head bring light back into your day
your hands around my waist brought me back to reality
I hope my friendly words bring you some clarity
in the midst of a loud crowd
anxiety bursts through
but your voice guides me again
in the darkest hour
they say the pain fades away
and that's enough for me
shine a light to guide you home
in the darkest hour
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9. |
sugar veins
04:23
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with your words on my neck,
and your laugh in my lungs -
I plunge deeper into your cool blue eyes.
I taste salt water in the air,
and sweet care on your lips -
From sugar veins.
So, I plunge deeper into your cool blue eyes.
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10. |
Lavender in the Fall
03:16
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Leave the light on
Dimmed caramel hues
Small berry
September, to soothe
What else am I supposed to do,
when I’m sitting ‘round waiting for you?
I didn’t ask to be assembled on your mattress.
Connected contact certified by the madness.
But,
Leave the light on
Dimmed caramel hues
Small berry
September, to soothe
I don’t know how you expect me to move,
With strings pulling me close to you.
It seems your rain left too soon,
Causing flowers in your mind to wither
with the summer.
I just leave the light on
Maybe then you’ll come home soon
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11. |
New Found Tree
04:44
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For all things must come and go,
like waves that crash
on the earth below.
I have not been good
to you or me.
For that, I must replace my sorrows.
Your raincloud eyes, reflect water droplets,
and mine are stable earth tones.
You water my soul,
as I hope to provide foundation
for yours.
For the roots,
To nourish our growth
into the next life
Of this new found tree.
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Wuski Atuk Albany, New York
Alternative/LoFi
Wuski Atuk: Red Deer in the Algonquian language. Nipmuc Tribe.
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