most
everythings
in landfill hill *
apart from love & fear
these jeans
this hat
1000 unceremonied burials
we went mad with stuff
~
impossible / unlikely / crazy
as it feels / is / sounds
one day i may be
blown dust & smoke drift
loose in the bird cloud sky
except for my love & my fear
theyre the hills
the mountain valleys
timeless maybe & almost music
tomorrows uncut songs
blunt mineral
potential in the stone
~
i hope they keep you up
or you find others that do
on the streaming dial
i hope they save your life
save your love & your fear
i hope you give
my vintage denim
a good home
pockets mad with stuff
above landfill hill
* in spirit at least-
dont look in the loft
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