More than the sky loves the stars.

This past week I've been on tour with school, playing in 3 different bands at schools and venues all around Adelaide. It has been, quite frankly, one of the best times of my life.

It wasn't all fun and games, however. There was plenty of raging, chaos, extreme tiredness, hysteria, pranks, stupid people who never SHUT UP, questionable clothing (or lack of), tears, sickness, and injuries.

But despite this, all of us became closer.

And I'll now always love the city that is Adelaide.

I miss you Nunyara, even with your ghosts, slightly creepy rooms, dodgy showers, dodgy heaters, and lack of doonas.

I miss you, for your cozy Nioka room, for the amazing food (and large quantities), for the random picture frames painted into the wall (perfect for Gabe to hang off), and for the amazing view of the city lights.

I love the hills. They are absolutely incredible.

I miss you Tour, for the in-jokes, Matt Damon, the magic fountain, the dirty coffee, the ponko, going to the servo in the middle of the night, the poker, having whole primary schools dancing, for the autographs, for the epic bus singalongs, for the wakeup calls (Ron Weasley!), for 'it's too early for this shit Woodsy', for my roommates, for the mulletman, for the Nerf gun, for the Vortex.

I love you. I can't believe this was my last one ever. :')

Home seems so inferior. It's so quiet and lonely. Wearing a seatbelt seems strange. Making tea, then removing the bag seems weird. Having a shower that works, however, is bliss.

Now to those that I missed while I was there...

The night's sky on its own, while pleasing in its velvety, inky blackness, is empty. It is only a dark, a depression, a pessimism, a nothing.

The stars are what make make it sublime. They tear through the black, bringing with them a sense of peace, an optimism, a light. They brighten the world, some only slightly, others with the strength of thousands. They bring it colour and life.

You are my stars.

There are some upsides to being home...

Xx.

Miserere

Do you ever look around

turn your ear to the ground

show your face to the sky
on a night when the skies echo sounds
from inside of your mind
on the stage that you shone
where the sun did become you.

And move with your thoughts
through the sighs and the scenes
of the worlds you have seen
and the sights that have been
your reflection in shadows and dreams?

Your reflection in shadows and dreams.

Did you ever see a man
who did walk down the street
white robe with no shoes on his feet
and on top of his head place a box with two slits
and the sign from his neck said
‘I do not exist’.

Or a woman who could not remember her name
did stutter and stutter
again and again
and saw you and called you her son
her eyes said
‘my being is gone
but still I’m not dead’.

Miserere

Have you ever seen a sound?

have you listened to an image?

have you ever touched a thought?

have you ever tasted nothing?

have you ever told a lie

that was true more than truth
because truth it had lied
all its life when it spoke to you?

And what did it say?
it is that

it is this
this goes here

here is there
it is not

yes it is

It was dulling your senses
your eyes they were bound
have you ever my friends
been looking around?

And the other replies
with a wave of a hand
I am already here
in this promised land
but not by a god and not by a king
and not by a spirit
deep from within.

I am here
because a miracle’s a whim
it’s a flash of glory
it’s an empty tin
and maybe it might let you in.

Not to save you
but to keep on looking.

Miserere…

Have you ever
been so happy that you’re sad?

that the lights turn to stars?
and the stars become eyes?
and hello’s are goodbye’s?
and the laughs are the sigh’s?
and the show disappears with the note
‘until next time’.

Long live living
if living can be this.

Do you ever look around
turn your ear to the ground
show your face to the sky
on a night when the skies echo sounds
from inside of your mind
on the stage that you shone
where the sun did become you.

And move with your thoughts
through the sighs and the scenes
of the worlds you have seen
and the sights that have been
your reflection in shadows and dreams.

Do you ever look around
and find what is yet to be found?

lyrics by The Cat Empire. So, so beautiful.

Xx.