decided to record a new version of this song with the things i liked in the other two versions. i also changed the name.

warm - updated version

Micro Album Music Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F7XrkapSrzk

1. Dive In 00:00 - 00:15
2. Microplastic Microcosmos (Drops In The Ocean) 00:16 - 01:01
3. Hypnagogic Hydrosphere 01:02 - 02:56
4. Pale Blue. 02:57 - 04:50

5. Mesmerizing Mess 04:51 - 06:46
6. Waves Cannot Be Crushed Into (Part 1) 06:47 - 08:39
7. Waves Cannot Be Crushed Into (Part 2) 08:40 - 09:12
8. Drain Out 09:13 - 10:11

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Glassplanet

Glassplanet (Full Micro Album)

Lyrics:

Someone come and see me at my grave please

Someone come and leave a flower for me 

Someone kiss the cold white stone

I don’t want to be dead and be alone


Someone say my name in remembrance 

Forever cold but need a warm embrace 

Touch my name carvered with tears

Dying was my biggest fear 


Dead and alone

God I don’t want to be

Dead and alone

dead, alone

Ode To Guido is a favourite childhood memory. I intended to write this song about ten years ago but never got around to it.
Written on the 18th August 2023 the album Into The Waves and played on the eight string ukulele.

                              Ode to Guido

Playing in the bonfire we built out on the green
Door to door we collected things you didn’t need
Old wooden bed posts cuttings from the trees
Boxes of newspapers old magazines

Down to the orchard scrumping from the trees
Upon the highest branches a crows nest out at sea
Falling when the call came with bruised and muddy knees
Running from the farmer dropping apples as we leave

Back to the safety of the den go scallywags and thieves
Sharing out the windfalls eyes bigger than bellies
Called home for tea before the flames engulf the scene
Not long before the fireworks they’ll burn your effigy

Off to the land of nod in forty winks
Be there pretty soon after warm milky drinks
A dream of the day and the days left to be
Down unforgotten pathways to innocent memories

Written by Jon Woode 18th August 2023 

Picture is Brabourne lees village green, where we used to have our bonfire nights, taken by Heidi Moxey

Ode To Guido

Snakeskin Blues

Ketamine Dreams

Beat The Champ

Unmasked!

Transcendental Youth

The Diaz Brothers

Night Light

White Cedar

experimenting… ✌🏻
Behind this track sections now have lyrics, I thought I’d write them down because they mean a lot to me. 

Insta: psychedelic.layne

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