Blackouts gaps in the memory missing puzzle pieces I know I travelled far but time’s gone and faces are missing nothing left but power cuts and blackouts. Advertisements

The Human Condition

The Human Condition I have this condition and it’s this condition that makes me who I am It encapsulates everything And as I grow, it grows   This condition causes me many things With suffering playing the protagonist But it also allows me to think and feel And I consider this a fair trade.


Vintage classic colour chords strummed across the sky giving that vintage finish sunburst yellow streaks vivid to the touch and darkening towards the horizon chasing and creating currents seeking a sonic exploration.