Mountain Goats Predictive Text EP - Blue Flower in You

[@calvinpanini]

Yes.

[@Nightlight_17776]

I was super surprised at just how awesome this was. Thank you.

[@IrisGlowingBlue]

This is genuinely pretty great. Well done

[@IrisGlowingBlue]

Also! Where's the tree background from, if you know? It's lovely

[@lokisweapon]

GlowingBlueIris thank you! I just Googled 'generic tree picture', I thought so too!

[@AnarchoLoserist]

You don't pretty close to JD tbh

[@lokisweapon]

Cameron Ragland I don't think I understand your comment

[@Huntgrief]

you don't pretty close to JD tbh. Is it so hard to understand?! YOU DON'T PRETTY CLOSE.

[@AnarchoLoserist]

Autocorrect hates me. Sound

[@lokisweapon]

Cameron Ragland haha, I'll let Andrew know you said that :)

[@ididntknowtheyhadwifiinhell]

coffee's for pretty closers

[@ididntknowtheyhadwifiinhell]

there’s a violent flaming meteor hurtling towards earth and it’s burning bright and awful, hitting cues for all it’s worth there’s an ever present dread but you’ve got rocks inside your head if you’re gonna waste your energy on something so long dead that thing, that thing, it doesn’t mean to hurt anyone that thing, that thing, it doesn’t actually mean anything that thing, that thing, it’s really just an afterglow that thing, that thing, it doesn’t know it’s moving hitting a stone won’t give you more to drink it’ll just stop you getting where you’re going hitting a stone with your magic stick won’t accomplish anything except you’ll end up wandering forty years for nothing that thing, that thing, it isn’t blameless but its current will only drag you down the more you fight it that thing, that thing, it’s just an ashy dying flame try to kick it dead, you’ll only reignite it turn, turn, turn and let the embers burn turn, turn, turn and let the embers burn

[@ididntknowtheyhadwifiinhell]

Oh I love your head, honey, and everything in it I just forgot you were human for a minute

[@ididntknowtheyhadwifiinhell]

a soda from last time i went out built a weeks freeze at home some irremovable iceberg, sugar stuck to the foam of the cup things around here are really starting to pile up that bottle of wine kept open in the heat somehow when i drink it it still tastes sweet and the burn never dulls i am high as a ghostly thing floaoaoooooating i sent you a note i dont know if youve read it if you have and its weird then lets both just forget it but i remember this kind of thing best needling at my brain like an uninvited guest, come on in stay and idle until im completely suicidal, yes come again what a wonderful thing to spend time with friends

[@ididntknowtheyhadwifiinhell]

rattle the chains till it sounds like an orchestra fix up your cell till it feels like home get past how you’re never gonna get past anything make friends with your demons so you’re not alone chew down your hope until you cant remember the taste take what you’re given and perch on your throne of old skulls of all those who tried to get through to you someday your ghost tries to chat up the bones wake from a nightmare, wake up in your nightmare wake in your glass house, wake up throwing stones wake up half-convinced that you are the monster that you are the reason that you are alone outside’s too bright, it is too brilliant all of it alien, all of it wrong scamper back to what you once called prison document details only to write songs fear crawling up and down your throat like acid peeling the paint on the words you can summon limbs frozen stiff by the years of confinement hold down the doors, don’t let anyone come in ignore, ignore, the fingers scrabbling at the door the spacemen scrutinizing the sights giving up when they can’t spot a sign of life fall through the cracks you'll regret it all once its too late to go back or so they say but you made them up anyway

[@ididntknowtheyhadwifiinhell]

three cool dusty floors watch the mosquitoes come back for more two beds to choose from two more in the back close your eyes till it all goes black cream cheese sandwich for breakfast just a few steps away remember when you last slept maybe open a door today sort of see the sky through the high, high window people walking past it talking wouldn’t let ‘em in though open the freezer feel the breeze close it again before the popsicles unfreeze knife in the ribs raw in the gums counting down to the moment don’t know when it’s gonna come could go anywhere the whole world is mine stay right here no, it’s fine it’s perfectly fine three cool dusty floors watch the mosquitoes come feed some more they’re crawling close now eyes beady and black close your eyes when it all comes back