angel from still resting by anatole anatole anatole

hold up black
always back
against the garage door
when i have tiled floors
you have every right to be an angel
demons falls out
planting demons sprout
a saint in the desert loved to everyone
blessings: i wish i could think of something
i live in your absence
its an abscess cleared off with absinthe in disguise
bring home the tourist
i've had my hope shared my pain, kneel like criss-cross applesauce instinctually
you hold the back and always give back
it's the proof of our breathing
you want every day to be autumn weather
i just dont know who's in danger
i want things to be okay, but will they?
that's not for you to say
only i can make problems go away
and you have become the enemy
well i know you, i know you like a facsimile
demons are in our valley
not gonna use that bear motif
we know what i was crushing between my teeth
it doesn't have the appeal of white bears
it doesn't have the appeal of white stairs/stares
you are the judge of my sanity
codependency not my first reaction, but always my intention
you are the judge of the green hedges
the color of the pistol of in my eyes
you are the judge of the highchair
you are the judge of a pistol plant
i am an/the angel of all bears
i am the angel of everyone
i am the angel of all anyone
i am the angel of nothing

• Experimental
• amateur
• drones from hole
• drones from piano
• lo-fi
• Nashville