az-5
the peartree

keyboard_arrow_right keyboard_arrow_down n+1

Saw you coming through that door
sailing ship away the shore
your looks were like the darkest coffee, hardened with morphine

hey babe let’s go for n+1
this morning shiver will soon be gone
hands up high high before we get equation equals anyone

and when you take me down
when you shake me down
when you take me down
when you shake me down

melancholy that never hit
Quaternary i have met
i am ready for the semicolon, newline, double quote

and when you take me down
when you pull over, shake me down
and when you take me down
when you pull over, when you’re kissing me
and when you take me down
when you pull over, shake me down
and when you take me down
when you pull over, when you’re kissing me

Are we born the same? (8x)

and when you take me down
shake me down
when you take me down
shake me down
and when you take me down
when you pull over, shake me down
and when you take me down
when you pull over, when you’re kissing me

Are we born the same?

keyboard_arrow_right keyboard_arrow_down dr. quaternary

Out in the dark,
where the laddies lose their hearts,
there she goes.
oh no

Bitterorange drink
for a mittlfinger,
this is what they’re long-
ing for

tonight we gonna marry
fingers crossed
did want it sentimental
enought

Midnight’s gone
she leaves orbit
in a watermelon dress.
oh yess

Blue lights on,
guess who's gone,
guess who's gone when the
morning comes

tonight we gonna marry
fingers crossed
did want it sentimental
enought

Ah- Aaahaa (...)

tonight we gonna marry
fingers crossed
did want it sentimental
enought

Ah- Aaahaa (...)

(Mubling)

Doctor Quaternary May I hold your hand
Doctor Quaternary May I hold your hand
All the way the Universe hard to understand

keyboard_arrow_right keyboard_arrow_down future something super thought

Not into news: sentimental microdosing.
just a few of us make it into books.
Your man at the bar found my number on the floor.

I don’t recall 99 percent of it,
but all sentences were ending in a dot.
You plug it in, turn it on, said the engineer.

said the engineer
Future Something Hyper Real

Cigarettes fume into the breeze. Some clouds rain down, some did rain yesterday.
Flushing plastic into the sea, but that doesn't matter, we don't belong here, do we?

I’m not the light; I only came as witness to it.
As distress grew, we built a boat to go to Mars.
Saw It was wrong and so on the story goes

So the story goes
Future Something Super Thought

Cigarettes fume into the breeze. Some clouds rain down, some did rain yesterday.
Flushing plastic into the sea, but that doesn't matter, we don't belong here, do we?
Cigarettes fume into the breeze. Some clouds rain down, some did rain yesterday.
Flushing plastic into the sea, but that doesn't matter, we don't belong here, do we?

keyboard_arrow_right keyboard_arrow_down through the wrong end of a telescope

Through the wrong end of a telescope I see the firmament.
I see the galaxies, in the clusters in the filaments.
I see the kitchen floor, mad as it seems.

Through the wrong end of a telescope I see the transcendental
I see the dark side of the rainbows to a fine extent
I see the kitchen floor, mad as it seems.
On it a pair of shoes, you may not believe.

Come on, bow down to the great, the delightful, to the beauty, the immeasurable wholeness
of western thinking
western thinking

I see the kitchen floor, mad as it seems.
On it a pair of shoes, you may not believe.

Come on, bow down to the great, the delightful, to the beauty, the immeasurable wholeness
of western thinking
western thinking
western thinking
western thinking
western thinking
western thinking

keyboard_arrow_right keyboard_arrow_down cascades

Yellow-white quicksand yello riverbank,
there goes the day.
The crescent moon smiles fragilely
Thinking about the dawning cascade.

thought it out
Got it done
folding chairs in array
keep my eyes wide open wide open my eyes
for the final cascade.

A chain reaction, by human hands.
A very large number, very few commands.

I'm ready for..
I'm waiting in the first row staring into space.
I keep my eyes wide open
wide open for the dawning cascade.

A chain reaction, by human hands.
A very large number, very few commands.

Strange things came to happen indeed,
butterfly wings flew out of the scene
into the night
into the night

Yellow-white quicksand in the riverbank,
there goes the day.
I keep my eyes wide open
wide open for the dawning cascade.

keyboard_arrow_right keyboard_arrow_down dud bomb

I'm a dud bomb waiting for
for the big bang to bring me home.
Six feet under whatever
whatever
whatever

So wide open my eyes as I fell,
ground came closer, I’m waiting for
So wide open my eyes as I fell,
ground came closer I’m waiting to explode

I'm a dud bomb waiting for
for the sunlight to wake me up
Six years after whatever
whatever
whatever

So wide open my eyes as I fell,
ground came closer, I’m waiting for
So wide open my eyes as I fell,
ground came closer I’m waiting to explode