Ha, thank you. I'll take the credit for those works of art. =D

Aww, thank you! Really, it means a lot. The lyrics you pointed out are my personal favorite, and it's reassuring to have someone else like them. :)

PS- Your name is in blue! Congrats. :thumb:

Btw you should get a bigger avatar, that picture is really cool (as I saw the original one).
Also good work on it.

So the only one I hadn't heard was the How Low cover, it really shows up your voice. I wonder why you're not much of a fan, but usually people tend to be harder on themselves than on other. It is healthy, as it makes you far from being content with what you hear, and just pushes you to do better.

All I have to say is, good work, hope you the best now that the band seems official, and I wonder why I stole a knife from Denny's is not in there.

Haha, I Stole a Knife From Denny's is never showing up anywhere. Ever. Ack. That is for your private listening "pleasure" only.

Thanks for the compliments on my voice, everyone seems to view that song as me "coming out of my shell" so to speak. Truth is, I was just trying to sing like a man. Oh well, I'll try to keep it up. :P

It did seem like that... your voice sounded suddenly "bassier" at moments, kinda took me by surprise, and I guess that is what I liked. Well you have enough time to experiment with it, go crazy lol

Infected By Perimeter

If I drowned in the grass tonight
Let go of the blades that have anchored me all of my life
Would my last breath reach the sky?
I’ve watched the stars of morning push the night away
Felt the tug of the atmosphere
But I’m picking flowers I can’t pronounce and naming birds I’ve never seen.

I saw a dead fly on a window sill
Next to a pearl earring
Well the windows were barred and I thought “what does that say about me?”
So I keep on thinking of thievery
And dreaming of losing my feet
I want to steal a spine, lace my shoes and leave.

We all exhale too fast sometimes; the secret is catching your breath.
Just because the moment is gone, doesn’t mean there aren’t still chances left.

I talked to a one eyed man at a wishing well
He was waiting for the leaves to turn
He said “Darling, it’s been a long time… It’s been a long time.

“I ran out of land so I set to sea,
“Was suffocated by the swell of the waves.
“When you have Earth on your fingers for as long as I have, it don’t just wash away.”
He said “it don’t mean nothing if I’ve done it before,

“It’s draining seeing old sights again.
“So I keep my eyes closed and I’m sleeping my life away.”
He picked up a rock and it broke in his hands
He said “things don’t stay the same."
I guess colors stop changing when you stop trying to see them.

We all exhale too fast sometimes; the secret is catching your breath.
Just because the moment is gone, doesn’t mean there aren’t still chances left.

The best way to die would be drowning in the grass,
Slowly sinking into the world.
But for now I’ve resurfaced, there’s distance ahead
And I’m happy treading Earth.

We all exhale too fast sometimes; the secret is catching your breath.
Just because the moment is gone, doesn’t mean there aren’t still chances left.



My newest musical adventure. Still needs some work but it's the first thing I've written in quite some time and I'm rather fond of the lyrics. If you recognize some of the material from the first few dreadful pages of this thread it's because I'm a big fan of recycling lyrics. :D

Loooooveee it, wolvey! I've also 'liked' your band on Facebook, I remember you possibly posting some stuff a while back... anyway very nice!

Thank you!!!! I'm a big fan of you and your music so that's quite a compliment. :D

Another one that gets my stamp of approval :thumb:

I like the simple truth of this line, wolf. It puts the job of learning how to enjoy life back onto the person who feels discontented by it.

Lovely stanza...my favorite in your song. "Treading Earth"...that's a beautiful metaphor for having the energy and drive to keep living and not give up.

I like the imagery in this stanza a lot because of your metaphor's physicality. I had never thought of treading Earth before. Now when I go outside in the morning and see the grass and soil, I'll be imagining swimming through it with my head thankfully still up in the air.