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Rey Pantoja - Tú lámapara feat. Lindiana Murphy

Two young boys with a burning plan
Gonna change the world, take a stand
With fire in their eyes and dreams held tight
Promised they'd stay in the light
"Don't be evil," they would say
Gonna build a world that won't betray
Rise above, and never fall

But every step comes with a price
The truth gets lost in sacrifice
Holding tight, they walk that line
Until they can't tell wrong from right

Don't be evil, don't lose sight
When the dark feels like the light
Once so clear, now it's blurred
Don't be evil, hold your word

Years went by, they gained control
Building empires took its toll
Chains were broken, crowns were won
But shadows crept when the fight was done
They held the power, ruled the game
But the whispers started just the same
The lines they drew began to fade
And so did the vow they made

The stakes got high, the walls came down
"Don't be evil" feels like a ghost in town
Promises fade in the face of might
When you're holding the kingdom tight

Don't be evil, don't lose sight
When the dark feels like the light
Once so clear, now it's blurred
Don't be evil, hold your word

Don't be evil, don't lose sight
When the dark feels like the light
Once so clear, now it's blurred
Don't be evil, hold your word

Don't be evil, don't lose sight
When the dark feels like the light
Once so clear, now it's blurred
Don't be evil, hold your word

Don't Be Evil

This tune was released by The Backstreet Boys in 1999. Performed here by me on my Yamaha PSR-SX900 arranger keyboard. Can you "Name That Tune"?

I have a website that contains my complete collection of tunes with their titles revealed at: www.harveytwyman.com

Name That Tune #560 by The Backstreet Boys

"A Gentleman's Gambit" By Edge Of The Void

Oh in the evening
With the sunset low
Pistol by his side, no sense of fear

Became an outlaw
But a true gentleman
In a dance with the law, the gambit clear

Went by Butch Cassidy
Wasn’t ever out to kill
But with all that dynamite, he lit the sky

And with them stories
Traveling town to town
And they knew without a doubt, this bunch was wild

For every fallen man on this dusty trail
Who would be the better man?
Take only what you need but spare them souls
Then run away

In this tale of the west
Was a shadow in the dusk
He went out like the blazin sun

He’d  where his honor 
Like the boots on his feet
Gotta love this life out on the run

For every fallen man on this dusty trail
Who would be the better man?
Take  only what you need but spare them souls
Then run away

So let the wind blow at our backs
Let them horses run till the sky is black
And we’ll prowl in the dead of night …Alone

Let’s raise them guns up to the sky
We’re always up for another fight 
If we must, Till the morning light….  we go

On the horizon
Where the shadow’s cross
Rides a man with a steady hand and lust for gold

In the mountains of the land
Swimming under darker skies
He’d always played but never fold

For every fallen man on this dusty trail
Who would be the better man?
Take only what you need but spare them souls
Then run away




A Gentleman's Gambit

Early December

Go Back is part of the Trying to FInd My Way Album.

Go Back

All music by me, except "Maybe" by Whitney Porter and Me.

Special thanks to Kahlan Davis, John Moreland, Whitney Porter, and Toxic Bros.

The End

Oval Malefactors

This song is about being trapped between memory and release — the impossible weight of carrying every mistake, loss, and truth that time refuses to wash away. It’s me confronting the ghosts I’ve built inside myself, knowing they anchor me as much as they drown me. The song moves through grief, guilt, and the desperate hope for redemption, even when freedom feels like betrayal to the past. Every verse is a mirror of endurance and self-punishment — a soul chained to what it can’t forget, still reaching for light through the cracks.


LYRICS: 

​[Verse 1]
​The cold light bleeds through a fragile frame,
Another midnight whispers out your name.
This heavy silence holds the truth I keep,
A buried promise while the whole world sleeps.
I walk these halls where the echo remains,
Of whispered damage in the driving rains.
The pages turn, but the ending's still the same,
And every future portrait is consumed by flame. 

​[Pre-Chorus]
​[Drums become heavier, tempo pushes forward. Vocals rise in intensity]
I've tried to tear the binding from the page,
To break the cycle on this lonely stage.
But the weight is crushing, the truth too near,
And the price of freedom is a boundless fear. 

​[Chorus]
Go on and scream my burden to the void!
Let every empty hope I had be destroyed!
I am the anchor holding down the past,
A shadow burning, built to never last!
Oh, the memory, you're the vessel and the grave!
A place where the soul comes, but nothing is saved! 

​[Verse 2]
​They say a spirit can only linger on,
If the single, fatal thread is never drawn.
Well, I am that thread, fraying in the grime,
A prisoner sentenced to unending time.
I search the darkness for a flickering spark,
A single reason to get out of the dark.
But the shadow I embrace is all I find,
Leaving every fragile future far behind. 

​[Bridge]
Don't tell me silence is a kind of peace...
I can hear the rot inside me, it will never cease!
A thousand voices screaming that I belong,
To the fault lines where I knew I did the wrong!
The only key to sever the chain is to forget who you are!
But the memory's the only beacon I can see in the dark! 

​[Verse 3]
​The glass is cold where I pressed my hand against the pane,
And nothing waits outside but endless rain.
The cost of letting go is more than I can pay,
So I'll stand here frozen 'til the final day.
The light I seek is just the fading trace,
Of every moment I can't replace.
I made my choice to wear this heavy crown,
And this is where the walls come crashing down. 

​[Chorus]
Go on and scream my burden to the void!
Let every empty hope I had be destroyed!
I am the anchor holding down the past,
A shadow burning, built to never last!
Oh, the memory, you're the vessel and the grave!
A place where the soul comes, but nothing is saved! 

​[Outro]
...Nothing is saved.

Don't Be Evil

Axioms of Mediocrity