Written in August of 2023, Eusebius describes love in its most intimate and visceral moments. In this charming and personal vignette, our protagonist fawns over Eusebius; a mysterious and poetic, albeit tortured lover. In the end she is reminded of the fragility of love, and leaves us with the lyrics “Paper thin, paper thin, Eusebius.”

Lyrics:
My dear Eusebius 
Sullen slight and serious
Where have your handsome blue eyes been?

You paint a tragedy 
And spin my yarn so easily 
Engrave your darkness on my skin 

Paper thin 
Paper thin 
Eusebius 

Your hands are kind
Your lips they taste like dandelions
You smell like leather, love and sin 

You’ve got a way with words
A process by osmosis so absurd
Your turns of phrase they’ve got me pinned 

Paper thin 
Paper thin 
Eusebius 

Carry on your way
Kiss me in the grass, take me in the leaves  
Be still, my bitter beating heart 

Carry on your way 
Dress me up in filthy fools gold chains 
Your savory stares light up my stars 

Paper thin 
Paper thin 
Paper thin 
Paper thin 
Eusebius

Written September of 2023. Master Raro is the emotional retelling of realizing one’s purpose, leaving behind a life of stagnation and abuse, and deciding to follow the arduous path of self-discovery. The song touches on what it is to survive trauma and then ultimately decide to leave it behind.

Lyrics:
Stars above me
They’re trying to crush me
Musing maladaptive melody

Saints adorned me
Their watchful eyes warned me
Don’t fall in love with poetry

I stood on the edge
Blank, burdened, and bent
Waiting for color and heat

Perfectly pressed
My pink painted skin
My tired eyes drifted to sleep

And how the night grew
With the most precious blue
Framed in abandoned descent

That old paper crane
Was calling my name
To ancient prairies’ lament

Stars above me
They’re trying to crush me
Musing maladaptive melody

Saints adorned me
Their watchful eyes warned me
Don’t fall in love with poetry

Plebeian hands
And the scent of the dead
Was my paravent shield
From the chips on my heels

And the whispering wood
And the blood of the good
Soaked the soles of my shoes
Now they’re frozen in blue

There’s a wing in the sky
Brushed with rose-colored lye
A fragmented corpse
Filled with shame and remorse

When the ashes arrived
On my doorstep tonight
All that sulky smoke cleared
And it shattered the mirrors

Have you ever seen a windmill die?

Stars above me
They’re trying to crush me
Musing maladaptive melody

Saints adorned me
Their watchful eyes warned me
Don’t fall in love with poetry

Written in August of 2023. My Hero describes the experience of growing up in a home with alcoholic parents.

Lyrics:
Endless cups of coffee
And a nicotine patch
Would never be enough to calm the dragon on your back

I called the ambulance
I did everything you asked
From the vomit-crusted carpet you adopted as your bed

Smoke and mirrors
Prescriptions will paralyze our fears

I’m knocking at your door
Hoping your are not asleep
Praying that you’re working late and up upon your feet

Out here in the cold
Because I forgot my key
It’s really all my fault that there’s no one to rescue me

From your smoke and mirrors
Prescriptions will paralyze our fears

I’m just a blur
Just a shadow of you
I’ll keep up your appearances
As if I never knew

And on my best behavior
I promise to be good
If you say you can love me
Like a normal person could

But your smoke and mirrors
Prescriptions will paralyze our fears

Endless cups of coffee
And a nicotine patch
I’ll never be enough
And you’re never coming back

For me