the house we built upon the cliff's edge

was held up by rotted wooden spines

we could make it through the winter, baby

if we only figure out how to make it right

like seashells, we suffer the rage of time

as the oceans scour our brittle bones

and we'll decompose as all things tend to do

but someday, i hope i can fuse with you again

the mountains we're climbing seem much too steep

how can a brain be judged by the company it keeps?

like seashells, our colors decay in time

as the oceans clean us with its quartz sand

but the music we composed when we had shape

could someday inspire their hearts once again

wonderful little poem i thought i'd turn into a song...

[forgive the mess - it's been a while...]

something

is waiting for us to move

somehow

we'll make it through

jocelyn

i never meant to let you down

but somehow

i've managed to do it anyway

it goes in and comes out

we never seem to stay the same

and jocelyn

whatever i said to lead you astray

were stupid words

i never really meant to say

if you'd stop

and think about what you've done

we could heal

and let the pain reverse itself

it goes in and comes out

we never seem to stay the same 

i wish i was special

in your mending heart

but you've simply taken

my fragile soul apart

i know it's not your fault

you did the best you could

some blameless superstition

negated if you should

my heart is always yours

a shadow cast upon your window

a photograph frayed at the edge

memories atrophied like the voice of a melancholy songbird

here it comes, there it goes, everything you know

could be summed up in a lazy poem

but as twilight lurches closer

we can hear the sirens scream…

i can feel the noise creeping back in

pushing me back into the nest

i'm much too much for anyone else

this is probably for the best

i don't belong here with you

For my friend.

like a broken flower

i recoil

my petals wilted

forgotten

like a broken record

i repeat myself

and the noise became

unbearable

and where dreams maintain

the stars collide

where ghosts won't haunt

i'll remain

like a broken wing

i'll mend again

and remove myself

from your heart

and this heart

it only beats for you

and this love

i release is true

for two weeks

i shut myself in

to find a place

i could call home

but there you were

haunting my dreams

would you follow me down

the rabbit hole

if you knew it would take you

somewhere you'd never been

let it call you home...

[I'm on an 80's kick lately. Could be a good thing. But probably isn't. Anyway, noize.]

i can no longer be the hunter

my heart's just not in it now

the beast will die in time

and the lion we could not tame

has forgotten his own name

i can no longer taste the thunder

the beast will rise in time

and the lion we could not tame

will learn to hunt again

For some reason, I was deeply moved by the footage of Joe and Neil Patrick Harris talking about love and what it is and means. It was weird to be upset and laughing at the same time, because the hurt and the sadness butted up against the beauty and the wonder of love...it just seemed so eloquently said.

So I felt the need to write this song, which is basically my version of that conversation.

lyrics:

my left brain tells me / that this calculated risk

isn't worth the effort / it's not something i'll miss

and the violent subduer / with his new blade drawn

will slowly cut us open / revealing our tender hearts

my right brain tells me / that there's music in the air

and the longer we postpone it / love will surely disappear

and the sadness we feel / when it doesn't go our way

is only temporary blindness / for the endless light show on display

i'm not sure what to build

but i know it's gotta start with you.

listen with headphones, preferably.

a not-so-tiny tune for wirrow.

thanks to megan's beautiful piano additions and rob's absolutely spot-on mixing, this song has finally come to life after about a month of hard work. this is by far the hardest i've ever worked on a song, and i hope you all enjoy it.

i truly love this community, and i love the friends i have made from it. this song encapsulates how i feel about life, hitRECord, just...everything.

so anyway - thanks, everybody.

I used Gimik Jo's wonderful "still" for the titular theme. I hope you enjoy. :)

[for all of you who are traveling to the #SFRECord show...have a great time - here's a lil something for the road...I wish I could be there to see you all...someday soon, I'm sure...]

you know it's true

i can't survive without you

i love the way you react

when our fluids mix

let's be parasites

and drain each other dry

the blood we drink

could keep us fed forever

maybe i'm doing too many of these songs....but i really really loved this tiny story...so here is another tiny tune...

i was dead set on / wasting my youth

and in retrospect /  not a smart move

what i know now i should have known back then

but what was i supposed to do?

if i could turn back time, i'm sure i would

knowing what i know now, what's the use?

somewhere beyond / the water's edge

i'll bury my angel / and watch her float away

and who will cry / for the rest of us

when the ocean tides / come wash us away

i'm sorry i choked the life out of us

it was the only way i could move on

but somehow i couldn't let you go

my world starts spinning

within earshot of your chorus

i count myself lucky to be able to sing along with you

now you're here again

the tides tend to mellow out

i count myself lucky to be able to keep my head above the water

our little supernova

has released so much energy

i count myself lucky to be able to still recognize your star

with some sleight of hand

and vibrant colors of prism

i count myself lucky to be a part of your unstable wavelength

this song only has so many notes

these words only have so much meaning

this sound only lasts so long

why must everything i love slowly fade away?

why must you run away?

wherever i go, i feel i'm watched

cuz everyone knows what i've done

but somewhere in the deepest part i know i can atone

for things i know i never meant to hurt anyone

and i lie awake for hours

every star i count reminds me of you

this violent sound, it haunts my sleep

word got around - i wasn't so bad

and i lie awake for hours

every star i count reminds me of you

and for what it's worth

i would blow them all out of existence if i could 

the innocent smiles she wore as a child have been replaced

by difficult scenes reenacted in dreams she thought she'd forgotten

the difference between us is the chemicals that make us hungry for something more

the heartbreak we promised wouldn't come around is sleeping in our bed

something is watching from the window

it knows what you're afraid of

i can feel its breath on my neck

and the laughter echoes through the halls

originally meant as the music for "The Disintegrating Memory", it seemed to take a life of its own.

been pensive lately. this reading by typochondriac got me thinking about sounds. so i thought it would fit well here. it's near the end; just felt right.

GOLD SPOKEN BLAMES.

BOWL PROBIN' BRAINS.

CASH BLOWIN' DAMES.

I really did try to read my story seriously. I really did. However, that didn't work out too well.

here among the angels i found you

tattered and torn like all the rest

what seemed like days past within an hour

caught between your demons and your guilt

i know you tried…

i forgot how much it hurt to leave

but i know it's for the best

i know you tried…

i'm just an atom bomb

waiting to detonate

This is my first draft/demo of the soundtrack I made for Joe's reading of "A New Hevn". It's a work in progress; but I wanted to put it out there in case anybody had any ideas or criticisms.

I know so many wonderful artists/hitRECorders have already worked on this beautiful masterpiece; I just hope I can bring something, if anything, to the table.

she says her heart's

only as good her word

if that's any indication

i'm in a world of hurt

she's a tiger who sharpens her claws

on the bones of her kill

i know i am next

she doesn't care to listen

to those she can't control

and those that came up missing

were casualties of war

she's a tiger who sharpens her claws

on the bones of her kill

i know i must be next

this wasn't how it was meant to be

these love letters you wrote for me

how did they end up in the fireplace

far removed from your warm embrace

i should have been a tougher kid

for amy <3

the beetle darts across the leaf

only to find it has to end sometime

and so it begins to understand

the fragility of its own ecosystem

the sunshine swam around the trees

where did we go? i can't remember now

as twilight fell upon the wooded castles

the vapor condensed on the window panes

we were all dreams at one point

now we're becoming soft dust

and all we'll have to show for it

are moments of regret passed as lust

for phenphen :) you write the most amazing poetry...

music - TCS

vox - metaphorest

let's say you construct a bridge

taking your time with measurements

now let's suppose i remove the cables

that kept it in suspension

would you follow them to the ground

where the rocks lie in wait

or would you stand on the edge and watch

as your friends are buried alive

let's say you started things over

and you repented for past sins

with me on your periphery

would you attempt them again

would you let the monsters crawl back in

decomposing your self-esteem

or would you remove the cancer you create

with love's everlasting laser beam

i've been waiting for your insolation

to warm my cold, dry heart

you're all i've got now

i've nowhere to hide

i've been waiting for someone

to notice the sinking ship i'm in

you're all i got now

i've nowhere to hide

where the road begins, that's where our story ends

how we arrived at this crossroad, i'm not sure

but wherever we go, we're not going together

where the road begins, that's where the sinkholes hatch

how we fell in the thick of it, we're not too sure

but however this turns out, we're not going to make it together

1. find a groove.

2. goof off.

3. RECord.

oh sarah, that thing you do.

you complain about this constant noise

we're always drowning in

she recrystallized her hearts

like liquid nitrogen

let's melt away the distance

between the sun and stars

i dreamt of planets just like yours

i'm sorry you woke up

to an empty bed again

i know you wish i was more around…

but there's something haunting me

in the gravity well of night

i can't quantify its weight for the life of me

your marigold heart is weakening

under duress i constantly manifest

i'm sorry this whole thing

couldn't be salvaged in the end

i know you wish i could have just stayed…

but my petals are wilting

and the air is not kind to frailty

i'm not sure which part of the ocean i'll sink to the bottom of…

your marigold heart will heal soon

just promise me you'll stop scratching the wounds

for phenphen.

More noonday than gloam, I suppose.

I remember your soft brown hair in the breeze

As you stared into nothingness

Always thinking of me

This evaporated/ as fast as it could manifest

I didn't trust you/ but I tried my very best

...understandably/ that wasn't good enough for you…

…but it was all I had/ what was I to do?…

I remember the way you opened your eyes

When I'd walk into your bedroom

It was as though I'd saved your life

What has my heart given into?

For amysz...and my dear AT-AT and soupy's just...phenomenal collaboration...

There is probably a lot more where this came from, I'm sure...

don't grow up alone, she said

you're likely to lose

the ambient light waves

permeating our souls

i wish i could hold onto your heart

and mend the wounds i tend to create

we'll bend the ultraviolet

to suit our needs

i move you past the x-ray

to where the darkness feeds

i wish i could hold onto your heart

and mend the wounds i tend to create

For islandprophet

lyrics provided by islandprophet's haunting and beautiful "Nightingale", resourced below.

1, 2, 3, 4!!!!

For Metaphorest.

Your RECords have inspired so many.

Thanks for all you do and all you are.

(Lyrics by Metaphorest's "December Poem" - resourced below)

i'm not coming back.

i need my space.

she says i wasn't around enough.

well, maybe i wasn't...

i make too little noise for you.

i don't like to be alone

but i can't stand the pressure of being your friends.

To InkedCanvas, my self-proclaimed biggest fan (what have they been putting in the water over there, huh?)

I loved her poem "alonely", and decided to incorporate them into lyrics I had written.

Inked, the structure of this song has been with me since the beginning of me making music, and I've never been able to record it properly; for the longest time, my guitar had only 5 strings, and the string that was missing was the one that pretty much gave the tone to this entire song. Now that I have had it tuned and had the strings replaced, I can do this song now (sadly, all the songs that I played with only five strings, which is most of what you hear on this site by me, is almost unplayable now...).

You have no idea how many times I played this on my Fender with massive reverb as loud as possible at my mom's house when everyone would go out shopping (and I always made it 10 minutes long, which I mercifully did not do here).

I hope you enjoy listening to it as much as I enjoyed making it for you. Thanks for everything, Inked. You're the best fan any musician could ever ask for.

[lyrics]:

half hearted beats and tear soaked cheeks

and joy begins to decay

here i stand with so many questions

what makes you so damn special?

lost and alonely she weeps for him only

as love slips slowly away

what became of all of these questions

i thought you thought i was so damn special...

For so long, I had been with only 5 strings on a 6-string guitar. And the strings were probably 10 years old. Today, I put up the 20 bucks, got new strings and had it professionally tuned and cleaned up.

To celebrate, I made a sad song. Story of my life.

Thanks to Rob's immaculate mixing, Hello_Lindsayyy's wonderful poem (and subsequent video) now has a song, and I thank both of them from the bottom of my heart for letting me be a part of it.

this is the first 16 seconds of "heaven takes a breather..." reversed and fucked with until this noise was created.