reverse e n t r o p y

This is a 10-year “anniversary” remastered/remixed version of an album first recorded between February and June of 2012.  All the songs were composed during that time as well, except for “love (in context).”  Wabi-sabi documents a passionate but tumultuous love relationship I was in at the time, one that was rekindled and very nearly re-consummated after.

lyrics:

when oceans meet. oceans meet, sometimes keys get lost. the gods’ way of saying “open your heart”…if at school, the keys are not there, the next step is to thoroughly check each other’s hair. oceans meet, sometimes things get lost.  the gods’ way of saying, “reopen your heart.”

love (in context). I’m not a stranger to the spin. I love you so much it hurts. I’d do anything, I’d project and project and project and project, yeah. I know you miss a special somebody, but it could be me. say it ain’t hubby bubby blubby.  I love you, but I know it’s been said a million times today, but no one’s ever meant it like me right now. Go ask the roaches, they know it. everyone agrees. who invented this heat, who invented this sweat?  must have been a fucking bastard. I love you, but I know it’s been said a million times today, but no one’s ever meant it like me right now.

universe. all that had to happen for our eyes to meet…the winding road, the suffering. you’re the most beautiful girl in the universe. it’s dead space without you. I reach for you and you’re not there…what I would give to hold you just one more time. to kiss your back and nuzzle your cheek, to hear you laugh and feel your heartbeat next to mine. you’re the most beautiful girl in the universe. it’s dead space without you. I reach for you and you’re not there…what I would give to hold you just one more time. all that had to happen for our eyes to meet.

fast. abbey flew away into a vortex of the heart, the push and pull of it all too much for her at 24. my semi-pure love again not right for this world…or any world? I wonder. those days sure left fast, they sure left fast like they always do. a camera flash, a wisp of smoke, and a parting kiss. abbey might just stay if she weren’t so stubbornly hell-bent on being hell-bent. to sabotage herself and rebel against any love or just my love? I wonder. those days sure left fast, they sure left fast like they always do. a camera flash, a wisp of smoke, and a parting kiss. just one more. I love you.

used me. monogamy is for the birds, like the bird flying over and over into my window bap bap bap into the glass. silent chatty abbey never says a word anymore. I’m so angry, crazy, and horny. did you use me? I guess you used me and tossed me away, torn, stillborn. fidelity is for the chumps, chumps like me and little g. while you drink to dull and blur your frozen, poison grief. you can dance but you can’t hide from your menagerie of living lies. are those mirrored sunglasses blind to the love you left behind? did you use me? I guess you used me and tossed me away, torn, stillborn. did you do that to me? is she playing dead or alive? you mess with an earth sign, this is what you get.