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lukeskywahlker · 3 years
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Echoes comes from staring at the ceiling in the unknown hours of night, not sure if it is midnight or 4am, sleep runs from the feeling that everything is going round and round like the ball we all live on, endless tic-tocks making fun of counting sheep, ticking me off for no reason - like the best I can do is just an echo of other attempts before me. The funny thing is slowly realizing reason despite all odds: reason to write a song about not having a reason. Maybe that is the best motivation for life, keep going anyway because the reasons come later. 
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lukeskywahlker · 2 years
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I AM SO BLESSED!! WHAT A PARTY! let's go bananas! HOO HOO HOO! *ape impressions* made it to 1000 subs on youtube this week, THANK YOU ALL, here's to 10,000!
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lukeskywahlker · 3 years
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WREST
                          // January 28, 2018 //
Haven’t we fought enough for things we will not win? Is there any prize  For taking pain and lies and never giving in? Come close and surrender secrets Any chance here for a white flag without regrets? All my insides shout is the cliché army rout Like the boy who cried wolf no laugh here a shout too late Well behind the pack great hero warning of attack Now save us from ourselves Too late when once again the beasts come from within
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lukeskywahlker · 3 years
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We could call this my Nocturne No.1
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lukeskywahlker · 3 years
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I love this song so much, possibly the most beautiful heartbroken ode to the human condition. 
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lukeskywahlker · 3 years
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night is often
I feel death is all i’m living often im far above flying happy thoughts tho they often make me cry sometimes i dream dreams where i never wake up
when i find someone to love all i think is about losing them sometimes all i want is what i cannot have
the night is often my best friend my worst moment comes in again every week feels the same and there’s no one to blame
the silence echoes in my mind i heart notes from a different time when now was all i wanted
sometimes i say nothing to see who is listening often all that’s warm is my breath each one counting down to death anything left is fair play
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lukeskywahlker · 3 years
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DUST
                                         // from August 23, 2013 //
Woke up again to the chill wind blowing in from the world sat up and warmed up my will these late nights it’s been so still
no one to trust anymore while the earth chases its tail i’d like to open one door and find out what i’m here for
shout it out it’s all dreams Dusty dreams all turns to rust 
rise up to live tho all we give is thrown away every move right turns out right wrong all will turn from trust and dreams go to dust
if truth’s told who will hear why do wise men say little and fools shout wild without fear can i find one sane soul near?
i dream of warmth and sun a day to wake eager for the race i’m made to run and sweet rest when it’s all done
i dream of finding gold in the dust left from those racing about as they’re told to fit in before hype is old
voice with me risen from the fall Hold back holding back Open eyes stand tall One more breath could be worth it all
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