in being what we once were what we thought was good enough it was never really quite as much as we could've ever done
The moon is bright above our heads As we lay awake inside our beds The wind It whistles through the trees In hopes that you'll float back to me
a silly little behind the scenes of our group vocal + percussion session yesterday
thank you for singing: @taylormeskimen @amongmoons @sadolive
bumbumbum be: @danieldonayre
+ thank you for filming @dianaellenmantis
looking up but I can't find the moon tonight we lived on it once it glowed so bright and it kept us alive after all of this an empty sky is all that's left breathing in the memories of what you gave to me wondering how long I can live off everything I miss
some nights I feel lonesome with no one there beside me it's hard to fall asleep and I just end up in my own mind wondering about things that I should really be forgetting wishing that I could sleep but this body is unrelenting heart pounding loudly in my chest all I need is a little rest hold my pillow over my face slow my breathing to an even pace lie on my back stare into the darkness I was almost asleep now I feel so far from it write it all down get it out of my head tossing and turning in this old wooden bed losing all hope i'll stay awake forever now that your gone sleep and I will never be together
if only for a moment I could lose these things forget they ever happened go back to a pure being freedom from darkness glowing in the night I'd tell you that I love you and it would be alright
sometimes we don't know what our futures hold sometimes we grow until we can't anymore sometimes it's good even though it feels strange sometimes we have to make decisions we weren't ready to make sometimes I know things will turn out alright I watch it all change lie awake in the night
I'm real abstract
I couldn't take much more of it my bodies tired I tore myself apart for what turned into a liar In this cold empty room I am lost and confused Suppressing all the parts of it That led me into darkness alone in my head and nothing is left but this messed up bed we slept in
These Days 24.8.14-25.8.14 taylormeskimen alexkwisner First City Festival
the weekend.
all these insecurities burried in the twigs and leaves built up through eternity just sitting there inside of me shake my limbs to beat them off and lose the things that I am not