the craft crosss the ocean
March 22, 2009i saw it swing in the wind and the ocean sent a smile to rain, yet the bows and twigs wanted the tree to grow in another direction. theft in a moment and theft in a spring. yet what was what and what is when what was what has drifted through the wind and wound itself to the bridge covered in clover and wounded with dust, it happend, the problem was that when they worked out that it could happen once, they wanted it to happen every day, thus the problem evolved, in an instance of a twist as the rose found its crunch and the noose lost its mouth, sure the wind would chill again and sure the moon would be full, yet image i saw the same night in a thousand directions all at once and no-one even saw that i saw, yet then i saw that someone had watched, yet their mirror shattered as they spewed their waste inot the insinerator, yet what goes comes and what comes goes, so the twisted rock did flow and flow and flow, yet that was the rise of the fix, the pagens engines stopped mid flight and they used a picture from 1973, yet the plane landed in Alaska and they were instucted that they would have a life time of being cleaners on an invisible ship, i saved the day, as i got to the future and bought them all tickets back home and even gave them all a bunch of fairy floss, yet that was just a dream.
the layers disapear
March 22, 2009the stars their a mystery to me,
my words their a mystery to me,
the things you say dont make no sense
and your freedoms not for me
conscencous paranoid dillusion
liberation inside
know-one knows what i feel the pain so great
nothing is real
all your words they have reasons
mine just change with the seasons
mirrors cracked up
dusty attic
mind full of lust.
the starts their a mystery to me
your words their a mystery to me a mystery
recorded in 1997 copyright Jamison Young
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March 19, 2009the wind blew at the strange house and the life drifted into another world, we tried to run, we tried to hide, the snow fell on the ax and the x arrived on the scene to put the puzzel together, they all stole everything they could, the free riders all lost it in a flash from the moon, the zelous horizon, lost all his hair and it rained so hard that the frost even hit the moon.
heated in the moon
March 11, 2009the moon tweisted a flick and rose the moon, the wing slid from the bellz of the moon and voom tried to solve it with a cup fo tea from the middle, yet the boxer never came through and the safe house changed hands back to the person that started out on the bridge and always walked with the same shoes on.
metro violation of personal Privacy
March 8, 2009if anyone wants to use an image that has me in it, under the laws of copyright they must contact me first. jamison@nautilusmusic.com

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