ghostoffuffle, humanodon, T-Dog, jonaswildman
-I had to be very quiet tonight because I have company over, therefore I recorded a song almost entirely with my iPad. I little lightly strummed guitar at the end.
The lyrics are from a poem (below) that Humanodon offered up as lyrics.
Some people will never be kissed by someone
who loves them, not even by their mothers.
Some people will never eat Chinese food,
even though life is a buffet and no one ever
gets full. Some people spend their whole lives
eating dessert, never knowing that one “s”
could change everything. Some people spend
their lives trembling like suddenly little dogs
through thunderstorms. Some people
cannot ever remember enough to forget.
Some people are self-inflicted wounds, already
infected by flesh eating viruses, which rarely
give up eating unless there is simply too much
of a body. Some people never fall out of love
with their own voices and cease to understand
any voice from the outside. Some people
will never go on a boat, or fold one out of paper
and set it free in the gutter of wherever it is
they say they live. Some people are invincible.