I can't decide
which one to carry on.
Which one to carry on?
I can't decide anymore
who finally found you.
Silent pillow,
why me?
How come?
Why lay a peril,
silent pillow?
I get a little
knotted, pillow.
I can't, pillow.
I can't decide.
Everything I've tried died.
No more missing you.
Everyone could never tend to you.
Everything you say:
the words are paper cuts on your face.
Every little blind eye
turns a little every way that it could.
Anyway that it goes,
I'm touching you.
It's watching you.
I say, "Why?"
I say, "Why say?"
"I can't," I say.
I say to you inside the misty mountaintop, "Um."
I see you in the misty mountaintop.
I see you everywhere I go.
Your face in the covers--
I want to know what's real.
I can't see everything.
Everything ok. Know the way.
I don't want a yesterday, another "I love her."
Everything part of me yesterday:
everything I would be today.
Everything, I can see the way:
everything I can be today.
I can't remember you.
I can't be a member of you anymore.
Spring Cell is Monarcadia and Young Hound, two poets on a quest for meaning, love, the abyss--adventuring wizards seeking beauty in kaleidoscopes and space. Our second album & recorded on an iPhone. Monarcadia
Spring Cell is Monarcadia and Young Hound, two poet-wizards blasting through the cosmos in their schizophrenic circus of a brotherhood. Our 1st & narrative album. Recorded stream-of-consciousness. Monarcadia
This wild experimental artist from Chicago uses electric kazoos, tape loops, and more to craft far-out, wonderfully confounding songs. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 15, 2021