The Seasons Own Their Soul Now Lyrics & Chords By This Is Me As A Woman

I've heard it said to me recently, this is the dawn of the End of History, the pinnacle page of an ordained age or the tiring desire of dying empire. They said the Third...read more

with a slanderous portrayal of time, the statuet of limitations will run, precious seconds slip and slide while we polish and shine all the awards we've won. we wont move mountains...read more

Justice runs a Clorox beat up and down Valencia street. What are the neighbors to think? You know blood stains wash out in neon ink. On every block a ticking clock rests anxious on...read more

The art of war behind closed doors, Bretton Woods, 1944. To liberalize the flow of lies and white noise information their contingency, I believe to bleed us like economies. We...read more

Everything happens in circles, Rotations that curve around a powerful body. Lines to intersect. I put the tape recorder on hold, And fiction from two years ago rolled from...read more