improvidence

Soon this will contain information about Improvidence.

In the meantime, please enjoy the lyrics to “Heavenly Pop Hit” by The Chills:

Each evening the sun sets in five billion places,
Seen by ten billion eyes set in five billion faces,
Then they close in a daze and wait for the dawning,
But the daylight and sunrise
Are brighter in our eyes,
Where night cannot devour golden solar power

Once we were dead now I guess we are angels
And darkness now sparkles and gleams.

So I stand as the sound goes straight through my body,
I’m so bloated up, happy, and I throw things around me.
And I’m growing in stages, and have been for ages,
Just singing and floating and free.

Its something that we’re humming as
We swoop low on trees, or we sweep under carpets,
We can dive into suns though its not recommended,
We can hover, silent, and listen, closely…

Yet their lives are elastic,
They should be fantastic,
They should be expanding.

It’s a heavenly pop hit,
For anybody,
For those that still want it.