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One hand on the bible,
One behind her back.
Too long in denial
Two hearts kept apart
Just say you love me and
I'll be your baby, it’s
maybe or never, decide now!
Dance the cyclone waltz.
Maybe I'll be there and
Lately, I've felt it, I'm
Breaking down castles inside, now.
Let the sun shine through.
Focus on the beauty
Not on what we lack
You suffer from giving
Me from holding back
Trapped in a cyclone,
your feet never touch down
You’re spinning in circles imbibing
Potions, prayers, abuse.
Maybe I'm strong enough
To quell the cyclone or
Perhaps it will lift us both up
Find the will to choose
You come to me, with
Spirit so lonesome
Too long...
You come to me, with
prayer so sacred to
love no one before you love yourself;
to love yourself.
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Slugs (single)
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The straight city lines clamp my brain,
push me forward down a tight, black tunnel.
Thighs pump in lugubrious haste,
giving chase to the bones of those who couldn’t keep pace;
churning in monolithic waves of burping charcoaled waste.
An unfriendly reminder that people don't get kinder when you hinder their mind with sine waves undulating between gas lighting and mad hyping. These fine lines in the sand might not be drawn by the toes of a man, but by a tightly coiled side winder, ready to drag any taker down to that glowing hell.
Their bloated, sweaty bodies scrape against mine, unaware of our connection. A crusted growl fowls the ears of a passer by, smoke scolds in jealous whispers, and a box of chewed up chicken bones scatters across the sidewalk, like a voodoo ritual for the ghosts of futures lost.
Four loko, impossible burgers, peanut brickle and 600 types of deep fried fuckery leak from their every orifice, in perpetual hedonistic suicide…
No passion in your replies
No sunrise behind your eyes
The life force inside you is fading
The visions we once had
Froze flash like Pompeii ash
If wishes were horses then beggars would ride
Out in the sun
Out in the sun
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I am divinely guided and protected.
I am one with the power that created me
I am a beloved child of the universe, and the universe lovingly takes care of me.
I am totally open and receptive to the abundant flow of prosperity that the universe offers
All my needs and desires are met before I even ask.
I rejoice in others successes, knowing there is plenty for all of us
I love myself, therefore I live totally in the now, experiencing each moment as good and knowing that my future is bright, joyous, and secure.
I love myself, therefore I totally release the past and all experiences,
I am free.
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Don’t mean to grandstand, but I’m feeling wonderful
Just like a songbird, singing my elation
I see that fight stance, I counter with a punchline
I leave the one eyed cult seething in frustration
You bring your best dance, I’ll bring my song of triumph,
These simple joys are built in our foundation.
There are no last laughs,
Only flirtatious quips
Nothing but everything you’ve always ever wanted.
All great spirit, buzzing with elation
All I feel is love
All I bring is love
The long divide from eye to I, seems not so long, and not so wide
Bending space and sucking time, when we are one, I never mind.
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Jeff Conner Baltimore, Maryland
Eccentric weirdo with a Grunge core.
Jazz, Metal, Oldies, Prog, Classical, Hip Hop, Reggae, Avante-Garde, pre 1980
Country, the list goes on.
Health & Wellness, Alchemy, The Occult, Regenerative Agriculture, Nature, Psychedelics, Fitness, Art, Meat, and Wild Women.
Check my new psych rock band I sing for, Crooked Plants, and old project I toured with in my 20's, Eat Your Neighbors.
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