I'm kind of regretting making this an ode to garlic and onions.

Light streams the day into all Light beams will pull the clouds away Bright greens will change in the fall Sight seen; we do this every day

we’ve seen a great design that’s bitter that’s bitter that’s bitter we flee the scene of crime no winner no winner no winner what’s really on the line what’s fitter what’s fitter what’s fitter

Are we going the wrong way down a wrong way street somehow... but we get there as usual.

Are we going the wrong way down a wrong way street somehow... but we get there as usual.

Are we going the wrong way down a wrong way street somehow... but we get there as usual.

Love How do you find me You manifest in dances And my dreams Worn Worn out the windows I can't see you Love anymore Breathe In then exhale When I'm around you I forget Tear Down the flyers If I can't see them I'll be okay…

I know What it's like To suffocate When there's not any air Left outside Watching daylight leave the atmosphere As long as you're there I won't need my lungs Your wind's whistling to my hum The cold hydrogen, helium Poisons me Now…

You were in my dream the other night We talked for a while We fell in love Then I got bored, and left the house Then I came back, and you were out Things were rocky from that day We didn't talk to each other so much I felt so bad for having…

It's been so long I can't remember What I said to you You probably don't either You're walking away I try not to pay attention The dust in her rings I try not to think about them I want to float through the clouds on Saturn I want…

Are we going the wrong way down a wrong way street somehow... but we get there as usual.

Are we going the wrong way down a wrong way street somehow... but we get there as usual.

Early in Feb somehow sang this chorus and it stuck with me

Are we going the wrong way down a wrong way street somehow... but we get there as usual.

This is a song about insomnia... on the longest night of the year. Domnu is the ancient Celtic goddess of the deep.