Her feet hardly touched the ground
back then
back then buried.
Angel, dead, black.
Pale angel dead.

The beams creaked in sways.
Hot curse, fever coals.
Her mother, psychiatrist superior
right on her Baldwin ivory
abandon secret valley.

Memorial puddles reflecting
the tower of the trees.
Her satellite lingers on night breeze
over millionaires cemetery.

The pedestal tipped.
Blue policeman balloon.
Paid off.
The cellar keys.

Weary investigator 
in the rain.
What has the gutter blocked?
Wild and gutted.

Aftermath of madness.
Catch the last 
tornado siren
in the skullcap.
Walk alongside goodbye.

Said the sorries.
Heeded the warnings.
The chemistry is ajar.
Leave him to the magnolia flurries.

Black bounded calfs.
Hot leather exhaust.
August plateaus.
Orange pressed.
Inspiration juiced.
Blood follows gravity.

From within it's confines
when hearts give in.
Lips sewn.
I should have known
but away, it would have over taken me
not to gone alone.

Glass wrecked.
Totaled entirely.
Voided code.
Waiting on the rope
to taut.

Words by Riley Robinson

Convalesce

THE WORLD IS GOING CRAZY
The world is going crazy
The people lost their faith
They all got dumb and lazy
The age of click and bait

Wait for the sun
To dance up in the sky
The flightless birds
Will teach you how to fly

And I don’t need no guidance
To know which way to go
I jump into abundance
Of rivers in their flow

Wait for the sun
To dance up in the sky
The flightless birds
Will teach you how to fly

This life is never ending
You have to free your mind
No reason for pretending
That you’ve been deaf and blind

Wait for the sun
To dance up in the sky
The flightless birds
Will teach you how to fly

Words and music by The Ox Prison
Tora – Bass Guitar
Mikey P – Guitars, Vocal, Keys
Jimmy D - Drums


The World Is Going Crazy

The moment of sympathy for an ex,  considering their feelings and judging your own….

Caught Up In The Rain

Diagonal da sala -10-8-2025

LA VERDA

This piece started again, as often is the case, with me experimenting on the organ. My daughter was intrigued with it when she heard me playing with it, and said it has film noir vibes, which influenced the rest of the composition as it gave me a target, a clear vision of where it was going.

Another version will come, hopefully soon, as a collaboration with some of my friends whom you may already be familiar with from other songs on my channel, which will replace some of the virtual instruments you will hear in this demo version with real instruments, namely, drums and bass, and probably add some additional surprises.

Releasing this version was not in my plans, but after hearing from three separate people that this version should not change, it is done, I have decided to release this one separately from the coming collaboration, so you can hear it exactly as I originally imagined it. Of course, I fully expect the collaboration will be better still, as it always is when bringing multiple talents together, instead of just me in an echo chamber.

I hope you will enjoy listening, and thanks as always.

A Study In Neon

Hai,Hai

The Fog

Image created by me.
https://www.deviantart.com/leehon/art/Stay-Sober-1011398349

Debunked

Screaming darkness

LAURIE: Vocals, Lyrics, Keyboard, Composition.
SANDERS: Guitar, Drums, Bass.

THE KING’S VOICE (Laurie Schubert and Sanders)

Singer/Songwriter based in Clare, Ireland. 

These are all self recorded demos with all instruments played by me- some are old, some are new, none are borrowed, some are blue.

Follow me on Facebook, X , TikTok and instagram - sonny_moroney

Any scammers reading this - don’t waste your time, you’ll get nothing from me.

Caught Up In The Rain

Sonny_Moroney