new_song feminineeffects Someone lit the couch on fire And lined heads on the windowsill God protects his wifi with a password But gives out free coffee and cookies To the people who listen to him Parking lot stoop sitting Dressed in black, looking back Anyone can run me over You are god and I'm a table Weighed down by the heavy red book Tuning my guitar and summoning strangers Playing off-key in a room swimming with caffeine The aisles are too narrow to let the Broken pass through It's all part of the plan Church kids fight to say hello Push push shove hi Push push hi Hey All of their songs sound the same It's all part of the plan 140307 ... raze there's one about leaving on a train and one that was inspired by a spam email's weirdly poetic opening line (i_came_to_you_in_the_country) there's one about magnetized minds and a world that fits inside a purse and another that doesn't really have any words just gibberish but it might be my favourite of them all all of them written over a period of a few days just because of one little idea that got a positive response when i threw it out there inspiration wears strange bedclothes 140308 ... raze fifteen now finished in the past four weeks, along with another nine that are much closer to songs than sketches and should make it the rest of the way there soon. if an album doesn't come out of this in the next few months, i'll eat a peanut butter & jelly sandwich while doing a handstand. 140406 ... raze now thirty one new finished songs, and a dozen that aren't finished yet, and that's after slowing down quite a bit. i don't know where they've all been coming from. the latest one revealed itself yesterday on the stone steps. i think it's about being in a hospital bed, but sometimes it's hard to know. 140524 ... raze well over a hundred since last march. someone lit my brain on fire when i wasn't looking, and it hasn't been doused yet. doesn't even matter if no one ever hears any of them. the writing has been its own reward. 150412 what's it to you? who go blather from