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Lyrics:
Gazing at the window
Reflection's all he saw
Glass ran its coarse hands
Through thinning white hair
Scalp growing bare
Painting the rooms
With wisdom upstairs

In moonlit condensation
Illusions of his wife
She'd bring him coffee
While he sat at his desk
Penning out their life
A valiant attempt
To open strangers' eyes

He'd Mr. for too long
She'd be Mrs. "Most HIs Life"
The chalice he wed
Till she dropped his mug
And coffee down went
The warmth that she gave
Soaking through floor

Paper and Ink
Hold up chair's leg
Poised at the sill
Brings back opaque
Dreams that were killed

Coating the walls
Coating the walls
With some ethanol

Laid down his work
Laid down his work
To burn up the floor
And over his book
A phosphorous torch

Stream: 128 kbps, 44 kHz (joint stereo)
Download: 320.0 kbps, 44 kHz (joint stereo), 8.11 MB
Playing time (m:ss): 3:33
Date uploaded: Aug 16, 2014, 16:57 EDT Show more info
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Rex Yehudi (shoham) gave feedback to J. Wager for “On Paper and Ink”:
$bobmango54,

Great lyrics, I especially liked "He'd Mr. for too long She'd be Mrs. "Most HIs Life". Is the story about a guy who lost his wife and decides to kill himself? That's what I got out of it.

Nice simple production value.

Thanks!!!
-$elpatron
 Aug 19, 2014, 10:17 EDT
J. Wager 
I appreciate ya buying the track! thanks for listening. And I tried to leave the story open to interpretation, but you've got the gist of it haha
flag (Aug 19, 2014, 15:25 EDT)
Rex Yehudi (shoham) 
Spend it all in one place.
flag (Aug 20, 2014, 12:49 EDT)
J. Wager 
i'll spend it all right here
flag (Aug 23, 2014, 13:50 EDT)
Rex Yehudi (shoham) 
That's what I'm talking about. We actually have the idea of letting users buy one anothers work using ad credits, but cash works too!
flag (Aug 26, 2014, 12:23 EDT)