Book of Caverns - Champion City

Trudge on, see through the grit of winter 

See to the glare of summer 

Boundless drive, Endless drives, 

we all wished that we had 

And you’ll learn more about your life 

behind those loudspeakers, 

than those classroom walls. 

We’ve all had these days. 

Friend once said 

“steady on the plough, steady on the wheel” 

Those words engraved on my heart, 

entrenched in my mind 

spilling out of me. 

You will travel every road… 

and they all lead back 

champion city, champion hearts 

this is a song for the beautiful vagrants. 

this is a song for the wage slave students 

writing history in books and basements. 

please come home

Ampere - A Letter To a Friend

There is no structure that compares to my heart, nor is there a formula to map it out. nothing compares to this dying; i don’t expect you to understand. just hold my hand. care, that’s enough. i whisper into your ear, “there is no way i could express with words just how much you make me feel alive.”