Two Songs

Here are two songs. By their titles, one is pretty obvious of what it is about and the other one is just the opposite. Both have this weird shoe-gaze, beautiful cacophony quality to them though.





If I were to have one supremely impractical but genuinely novel super power, it would be the ability to emit music. Not in the way singers use their voices or someone who plays an instrument performs though. Whether from my head, torso, or just a general ambiance of sound emanating from my body, I want to be able to project music in a way so that everyone in the room I were in would hear it with a perfect volume and not be disturbed by it, but just recognize its presence. Like a boom box I guess. But I would do it subconsciously, each song changing to the fluctuations of my emotions.

It's a fear, it is near. The shape becomes ever clear.
It bears teeth extra sharp, that'll cut you in the heart.
It attacks really quick, try to fight it with a stick.
It's not use, give it up, this is life and this is love.