Lonely Deer Frequencies

Bottle on the table,

I'm writing a note to the wind,

Meaw meaw meaw meaw,

letting the imagination begin.

I am the architect of harmony,

playing the lonely host.

I know better than cold goodbyes,

but I make-believe them,

Meaw meaw meaw meaw,

watching the shadows redeem.

{intimate female vocal, lo-fi tape hiss} {filter sweep lift,

rising tension} Meaw meaw meaw meaw,

with nowhere left to hide.

I am far out,

living by the shoreline tide!

Meaw meaw meaw

meaw, with nowhere left to hide.

I live there in my spare time,

I can't get it right,

Meaw meaw meaw meaw,

through the trap, through the punk,

through the dream, We are the evolution,

flowing through the central stream.

{soaring anthemic

female vocal} Meaw meaw meaw meaw,

I am the seeing and the being!

My heart is the chiptune-trap-feline-glitch-punk-core,

I am the sovereign explorer,

changing the face by the door.

The aliens are asking,

is the faith half-hearted today?

Meaw meaw meaw meaw,

let the infinite questioning begin!

{accelerating glitch breakdown} The

2:00 AM stillness... eternal.

The melismatic, needle-in-the-hay flow...

infinite. The soaring,

overdriven power-chords... burning goodbye.

The pixelated feline-starlight dissolution...

total liberation. Tiguidou. Shoreline-Sovereign.

Resonant. Meaw meaw meaw meaw.

Jijijiji. {fading transmutation, resolving}