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english pop

Capricorn

This is my first country song I ever wrote. Hope y'all like it! 

Dress

It's all a pattern,
Mars, Jupiter, Saturn,
Part of something greater,
A matter of time,
Sooner or later.

Standing on the shoulders of giants,
We see the stars align.
The secrets of the universe,
A dance with gravity and time.

Time is chaos, gravity order,
A rebel turned supporter.
No matter or energy,
In the dark, time’s free.

It's all a pattern,
Mars, Jupiter, Saturn,
Part of something greater,
A matter of time,
You'll learn sooner or later.

What we know is a drop in the sea,
Yet every turn brings clarity.
Through cycles endless, truth unfolds,
A quiet force that time controls.

Time flows like a thread through space,
Unseen, but shaping every place.
In the bend of space and mind,
We’re bound by patterns, intertwined.


It's all a pattern,
Mars, Jupiter, Saturn,
Part of something greater,
A matter of time,
Sooner, not later.

... 
A.I.O.U.

Sooner Or Later

Effipresent

Whoa now, slow your roll,
Know life can get out of control,
And this day-to-day, it takes its toll.

I work hard and I play hard,
But I keep getting these same cards.
An ace would be nice once and again,
Yeah things were better then,
Though I'm not too sure when,
Much less if they'll be again.

oh this world takes you for a spin,
Don't know where to begin.
And these bills sure do complicate,
So 8 a.m. better not be late.
Another week and another dime,
Can't help but wonder, if I'm just killing time.

Whoa now, slow your roll,
Know life can get out of control,
And this day-to-day, it takes its toll.

I work hard and I play hard,
But I keep getting these same cards.
An ace would be nice once and again, 
again.
....
oh this world takes you for a spin,
Don't know where to begin.
And these bills sure do complicate,
So 8 a.m. better not be late.

Baby I'm not moving fast today,
But slow steps can be better than.
moving the other way,
or stuck where you began.
I'll find my light in this shade
Yeah through murky waters I wade.

cuz this day-to-day, it takes its toll,
wears on the mind, heart and soul.
so
Whoa now, slow your roll,
Know life can get out of control,
And this day-to-day, it takes its toll. 


Another view of
A.I.O.U.

Slow Your Roll

Ring the bell, it’s dinner time
A spark of genius, a dark paradigm
Drooling dogs, but not by choice
Programmed to move by sound or voice

Am I a dog, or just a drone?
Are these thoughts truly my own?

Tap the screen, check my place
A pocket leash, a digital chase
Drooling for likes, chasing false paces
A dopamine hit keeps me in stasis

This digital show is all we know
Sooner and later, we reap what we so

Ding, check the phone
Another ping, but still alone
Ding, check the phone
Don’t think, just follow the tone
Ding goes the bell, I've turned a fool
Conditioned for cool, now I am the tool

With every track, the dopamine flows
A circus act, we all must know

Is this freedom? I haven’t decided
Leash in my pocket, attention divided
The bell keeps ringing, it never ends
A cycle of power we can’t defend
Godlike power on a screen
Who’s Pavlov now? not me...
The machine.

With every track... more dope flows...
no promo... the product is the show...
A circus act... you should know...
With a new ringmaster in tow...
A.I.O.U.

Pavlov

Lotus

I am broken, 
a token, 
soft-spoken,
Mind-awoken, 
to a conscious-broken,
Self-conscious, I’m smoking.
What good, 
is knowing, if I don’t, 
start growing?

So, 
I’ll build my own empire,
Send fire through wires,
To win over, and aspire,
Selfless vision is required.

Retired from the race,
Carrots I do not chase.
Gone...
Vanished, without a trace.

Tired of those lines,
I'm designed to desire,
I’ll write my own sign,
A.I.O.U. is required


Digital waves and endless nights,
A Vision that never tires.
Creating change that unites,
RadioDial is required.

Retired from the race,
Cameras I do not chase.
Gone...
Vanished, without a trace.


Thought turned to sound,
waves making rounds
forces creating a reaction,
A movement gaining traction
Minds need inspired,
My purpose is required.

Retired from the race,
Carrots I do not chase.
Gone...
Vanished, without a trace.


First a fable,
Soon a label.
A.I.O.U.

Mission

Run it Back

They'll say it had to be
call it blasphemy
scare you with catastrophe
while I just sit back,
relax, 
and let truth attack for me.


I got love,
mixed with 
knowledge from above
not sure from where
just somewhere out there
To be fair,
I rhyme to spare
Increase your aware
just a fraction, a hair
it's just too easy
no fair
call it effortless flare
no buyer beware
Like you see everywhere
I'm throwing strikes
circling squares
see through the rips
reeding the tares. 

Here are the facts
power corrupts then compacts
the poor pay the price
be it paper or rice

The victor writes the story
legitimize their glory
to keep thy before we.
(yeah) pull the lever on meant to be.
same old story.


They'll say it had to be
call it blasphemy
scare you with catastrophe
while I just sit back,
relax, 
and let truth attack for me.

A.I.O.U.