But. What. If.

[snowie]

I've been misplaced
my shoes are rakes
each time i step
one hits me in the face
my hands are leaves
each time i try and leave
my rakes
sweep me away
to another misplace

I have no burdens
except for the bird in
the nest in my head
i am in transit
im on a train its alive
and trying to confiscate
my conversations
the consequences arrive
... and i've been misplaced

ive been erased
my eyes are the space
read between the lines
and all the mistakes
my ears are tied
evertime i get tired
my rakes
sweep me away
to another misplace

 

[Snowy]

God Bless you!

 

[snowie]

Thankyou snowy.
He has.

 

[snowie]

There is a message
on my answering message
someone rang to tell me
that my life is a mess
theres no one ringing
to kill myself after the beep

Theres a new song
on the news today
its as old as time itself
were fighting ourselves
in the clones wars
we'll kill ourselves to sleep

 

[snowie]

(my society makes me cry)

our cities rise in magnificence.
one millimetre off the edge of the planet
Here is man-kind. This is madness.
Hang your hat up. Call for back up.
Here is your chace to be part of something going nowhere.
Going it alone. Getting there faster.

 

[snowie]

(my society makes me shudder)

The bigheads are taking over the building
with their big wigs, curling all over you
and their big heavy children
dragging massive cigarettes
and forming no queues as they fill up the room
The Mighty Squad have formed a perimeter
with their giant guns aimed at the dormitories
their big fat handshakes
start dozens of earthquakes
as they pick their teams
and take the world at its knees

 

[snowie]

(help us)

the planets have gotten bored
they tread slowly away from earth
like children from a moaning church
they can't convince the moon to come
he is unlistening
lost in dreams of colonization

Pluto gets jealous
Jupiter tries to pick a fight
but Saturn merely spins a ring
lethargically and murmours something
to his sixteenth moon

Earth sheds a bitter tear
knowing that wherever he turns he'll face them
and a looming snowstorm
screams into Japan

 

[snowie]

(some of my friends, holding onto little things that they recognise as hurting them but they won't let go... why do I hold onto something that does me damage?)

Like a kite attached to the end of my nose
got to keep blowing. Got to keep afloat.
I can't talk cos I'm flying my kite
thats flying me
I've got to keep empty.
I'm attached to the end of my life,
attached to the kite that keeps me from it.

 

[snowie]

(it took me many sad stories to find love. I didn't learn my lessons. I would walk wearily from one relationship to the next. making the same mistakes. my shoes were worn and broken... just like my heart.)

It's cold in these shoes
must be the bullet holes
i had finished a musk stick
and put down my milkshake
when she came riding an earthquake!
... or maybe the escalator
she was hardly the instigator

But she knew how the wind blows
through bullet-holed shoes

she showed me her toenails
all hammered and pretty
she was definetly witty
but what was her real name?
and plainly her forfeit
(though patient) was torment
for all she knew
was the way the wind blew
through her bullet holed shoes.

 

[snowie]

(Be wise. There are snakes about)

Skimming pebbles
i hit a fortune teller
very unfortunate
her man was a lawyer
and he read me my rights
off a shimmering tombstone
sold me an icercream cone
(he was also a killer)
he took all my dollars
and docked me for my collar
pat me on the back
wih my own empty wallet
so i walked off tongue-tied
and told her
i love her
(she didn't want me to tell her)

 

[snowie]

(unbrushed teeth. for all people who are on the run and in love... like me)

today i broke out of the facility
by digging a tunnel with a skeleton key
my clothes are dirty but when i brushed my teeth
i felt like i was free

my girlfriend stacy likes to cry
she wipes her tears on the passers by
her clothes are dirty but in her diary
she writes that she feels free

she fits like a dove
and when push comes to shove
we find were very much in love
and it feels so free
in dirty clothes
when we take our time
with unbrushed teeth