©2021 Michael Raven
Note: the following is a very early experiment with writing lyrics inspired by Justin Sullivan from NMA (if you want to know the specific song(s), you’ll have to ask me in private). He regularly jams words into a too-small space and seems to make them work. I used to do more of this kind of thing “back in the day”, but was discouraged from doing so with the last band I was in because it was “weird”. I’m trying to reclaim some of that rhythmic ramble from before. Don’t read too much into the content; as Bernard Sumner from New Order once said, most of his lyrics have no message or meaning, they are just words. The same holds true here.
I really should get back into making music again…
walking lonesome trails is where you'll find me (if you find me) and if that's where you go there is always a chance i might make a little sense and you could join me but i've never been very good explaining what i see and what i am and why i am the way that i am and so the road keeps its abandoned winding and no one finds me i was always more likely to go the overgrown paths full of obstacles and brambles through the quagmires uninviting so it seems unlikely this path on no map will be where you go and no one will find me (how could one find me?) i've been very good at saying what i mean and it means more than the babble seems and so it comes off seeming nonsense thus, my silence my doppelgänger wears my dreams --