Eli Wise
Oakland, California, United States
Title: Ghosts and Logic
Views: 229
Description:
Ghosts and Logic, by Eli Wise I’ve been walking this rocky highway Facing traffic, looking into your eyes I would like some shelter, but the only road is the shoulder I’ve got a folded map with coded writing and my old instincts, out of hiding So I trust my pockets and my sense of smell And I’m not hiding - cause you’d picture me in hell It’s not like that And I don’t have time for vain curiosity so if you can’t see me, then I have to make you hold your eyes open, you don’t have to understand my whole story, to see I’m not fiction Thank god for friction - that slows you on your way I’ve transformed myself in this life from girl to man to man carrying life there’s no discrepancy, there’s no illusion there is evolution and there is pure beauty if you can’t see me, then I have to make you hold your eyes open, you don’t have to understand my whole story, to see I’m not fiction Thank god for friction, that slows you on your way Ghosts and logic, we each have our own we hide and follow and pretend that we’re in control but I can’t shield you, from shadow thieves I have just my skin and you’re in an SUV driving reckless, asking for protection from the god of shameful mis-direction I’m not fearless, but an alert pedestrian with somewhere to go so if you can’t see me, then I have to make you hold your eyes open, you don’t have to understand my whole story, to know i’m not fiction well, thank god for friction, that’ll push me on my way.I’m on my way.
Views: 229
Description:
Ghosts and Logic, by Eli Wise I’ve been walking this rocky highway Facing traffic, looking into your eyes I would like some shelter, but the only road is the shoulder I’ve got a folded map with coded writing and my old instincts, out of hiding So I trust my pockets and my sense of smell And I’m not hiding - cause you’d picture me in hell It’s not like that And I don’t have time for vain curiosity so if you can’t see me, then I have to make you hold your eyes open, you don’t have to understand my whole story, to see I’m not fiction Thank god for friction - that slows you on your way I’ve transformed myself in this life from girl to man to man carrying life there’s no discrepancy, there’s no illusion there is evolution and there is pure beauty if you can’t see me, then I have to make you hold your eyes open, you don’t have to understand my whole story, to see I’m not fiction Thank god for friction, that slows you on your way Ghosts and logic, we each have our own we hide and follow and pretend that we’re in control but I can’t shield you, from shadow thieves I have just my skin and you’re in an SUV driving reckless, asking for protection from the god of shameful mis-direction I’m not fearless, but an alert pedestrian with somewhere to go so if you can’t see me, then I have to make you hold your eyes open, you don’t have to understand my whole story, to know i’m not fiction well, thank god for friction, that’ll push me on my way.I’m on my way.
Bio
Eli Wise brings a unique lens to his work as a queer transgender man who has feet in multiple worlds and perspectives. Themes of transformation, hidden natures, and imagined realities saturate his work. He is a composer, performer, multi-instrumentalist, and educator.
Type
Band
Genre
Acoustic, Acoustic/Singer/Songwriter
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