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[agentclaret]

this is it, my master piece song, my "Good Vibrations", the pinnacle of my cureent artistic ability. im pretty sure this is the final draft, but thats what i said about the previous four.

Seeds & Stems

I get way too wired on a high note
I get way too low on a dry note
and I look at what I scribbled with my pencil
I've got two eyes, just two

I'm looking at my reflection
trying to make some kind of connection
and I can't make any decisions
I'm too tired to even move

I'll tell ya what i know about happiness
happy is a double edged blade
I'd make my way to your front door,
your little sister gets in the way

laugh tracked like a comedy
music in the right place
recalled your words on what i'd made,
it's a disaster, it's a mistake

if the noose is loosened low enough, feet can't help but touch the ground
water mixed with dust, i'll use my shirt to dry it up
i was wearing armor, yeah, but even steel can bend
there will be a tomorrow and the sun will shine again

I might get out of bed and start moving
or turn over and keep on sleeping
either way I can't stop dreaming
about things I do when I'm awake

This life thing takes some practice
I was pulling needles from your cactus
the holes in the road distract us
we're just bumps along the way

Got a phone call from my family
saying I really should be more happy
but they didnt listen to the stories
I'm not happy, and I'm not sad

I guess I should say something
but the words, they just aren't coming
down to the wake, straight past the morning
ironies seem iron-clad

I just don't know about anything
it's just waiting to be claimed
I used to think i was something else
i figured out that i'm just the same

I'm sick of new frames of reference
I'm sick of being left stunned
it's getting harder to confuse myself
I close my doors on the setting sun

Back of riviera, and the seats are lined with gold
reflections stare back, in a distant kind of way
Fingers on your back, but it's only grass my friend
there will be a tomorrow, and the sun will shine again

Struck bargains with the devil, but we held onto our souls
i'll probably be alright, i've got my friends to back me up
i might have a motive I can't logically defend
there will be a tomorrow and the sun will shine again.