Follow me, follow me, follow me, follow me.
Down, down, down.

The value of your virtue.
Is decided by someone.
Whom on a glancing glance at you.
Decided you were wrong.
"You'll never be a prince or king.
You can not wish for everything.
You'll not amount to anything.
There's nothing in this life."

Now, there's a lesson somewhere. 
But, I don't think it's begun.
And I can't help from smiling.
As I'm sitting 'neath the sun
"I won't worship commodities.
I feel like doing as I please.
Don't fancy falling, sprawling.
Pleasing every single one."

I declare that there is nothing I can do to win.
Put out there, that I won't try.
Don't know where to begin.
I declare that I will make the best of what I have.
I declare I don't agree that everything is bad.
I declare that I will take what I can get for free.
I declare that looking down is not the remedy.
I agree that any pen can conquer any knife.
I will not take your holiday.
I'd rather live a life.

Follow me, follow me, follow me, follow me.
Down, down, down. 

Oh, mother won't you give me.
Some of your advice for free.
Because, when I tried to join them all.
They up and raised the fee.
"I'll never find the golden key,
Upon the ledge of destiny.
Some people are just born lucky.
And I'm not one of them."

I'll never be a player.
Who sits playing his french horn.
I'd never be a doctor.
In the caste where I was born.
"Seems while we choose our destiny.
We only choose periphery.
There's many things you could not be.
Whatever choice you took."

I declare in spite of this, I'm aiming for the win.
I believe that at the starts, the right place to begin.
I declare that I might fly before I learn to run.
I believe that everything is okay in the sun.
I declare that I won't work, to work another another day.
I believe there's gotta be some other better way.
I declare that any pen can conquer any knife.
I declare through everything. 
I'm gonna live a life.

Follow me, follow me, follow me, follow me.
Down, down, down.

I Declare

This is a fun dance songs with a lot of Arabic adlibs to bring this song to life. Special thanks to Tom. Horner, Khalednk, and Vinicius for their work on this project. Turn it up, and Stomp.

Blue Stomp

Morpheus

Beneath Morhpeus Wings

BENEATH MORHPEUS WINGS

There it is-again
Amber, maybe orange
Half-hearted warning, not urgent, not bored
Blink, gone
Hey, it's back
A flicker, a wink, a mechanical tic
or maybe it's just shy
Could be the sun
Could be
A reflection of something I forgot

So, I pop the hood
Poke around with the wrong end of a spoon
Jiggle a cable
(a confident nod to no one)
Check the cap, pat the battery
whisper: "You okay?"
The engine stares at me
deadpan, unimpressed
like a doctor at my annual checkup
who's just found my browser history

Google says: "Loose gas cap"
Grandpa says: "Spirit trapped inside"
Mechanic says, "That's normal for this model"
I nod
Pretend I know what normal is
Pretend the light cares

The light is on
and off
and on
Maybe it's my signal
Maybe it's Morse code
Maybe it's love
or low-grade cosmic threat
I blink twice
It blinks back
Who's warning who here?

Maybe the car is lonely
craving existential meaning
Maybe it's asking for therapy
or more podcasts
or a different kind of fuel
Maybe it needs to talk
about its childhood

My neighbor says, "It's the universe
giving you a sign"
My barista says
"You need a vacation"
My phone suggests a playlist called
"Songs for Unexplained Warning Lights"
(Now that's suspicious)

The light is on
and so am I
Lying awake at 2 am
googling symptoms I don't have
Maybe I'm the check engine
Maybe I'm the one
blinking
on and off
hoping someone's paying attention

What if the light's for the things I can't fix?
What if it's grief
or taxes
or unfinished novels?
Is there a scanner
for existential dread?
Can I tighten my soul with a twist of a cap?
Do I need premium dreams?
Or just more air in the metaphorical tires?

The light is on
Don't know what it means
Maybe I'm warning myself
Maybe I'm the mystery
the dashboard blinking
the unresolved riddle
rolling downhill
engine running
mind humming
watching for smoke
that never comes

The light is on
I'll keep driving
Maybe it'll turn off
Maybe I will
Maybe that's all we ever get
A sign we can't read
and a road that doesn't care

The light is on!
The light is on
The light ...

The Light Is On

Guitarist Hank Rusch releases the first song from his much anticipated new album entitled Along The Mississippi. It is a bonafide rocker.  Hank's growly voice imparts the lyrics, with a great recurring guitar riff following each line, eighth notes hammering away, a killer lead guitar solo with Hank playing with the abandon of an animal loosed from its cage....He's long gone and out of sight.

GOOD BAD AND BLUE
By Hank Rusch

My lady left to today she left a note on the table
We're diggin' lots of trench but we ain't got no cable
The boss is breathin' down my neck he wants us to work faster
but with half the crew missin' it's a big disaster

My buddy saw her cheatin' but I played it cool
but now it's official so I guess I'm a fool
We're short on supplies and I'm the last man standin'
But I'll keep on pushin'
cause that's what lifes' demandin'

Well, I work just hard enough to feel good
But not enough to make it right like I should
My hearts' gettin' heavy but I'm gonna get through
Just livin' this life of good bad and blue

I'm the only man I know who ain't got a bad back
But today I slipped my sacroiliac
Still, the ladies don't mind I guess I still got my charm
I walk in the place with two on my arm

The weekend's comin' I can finally kick back
But the boss wants more hustle I ain't feelin' that
Heart's heavy with memories, I don't know what to do
Just livin' this life of good bad and blue

The weekend's here I can kick back and breathe
My boss keeps on pushin' it's hard to believe 
Heart's heavy with echoes of what we once knew
Just livin' this life of good bad and blue

Well, the more I work the further I'm back
I'm chasin' my tail like a crazy cat
I'm pourin' my sweat but my paychecks are light
I'm gonna keep on keepin' on and fight the good fight

The weekend's here I can kick back and breathe
My boss keeps on pushin' it's hard to believe 
Heart's heavy with echoes of what we once knew
Just livin' this life of good bad and blue
Just livin' this life of good bad and blue
Just livin' this life of good bad, 
good bad, good bad, and blue

Along The Mississippi

Good Bad and Blue

Buy Now

After learning about dove love in no. 6. The Lovers, the Fool comes here to learn   about serpent love. I'm very grateful to @APi_ZZ for making this beautiful cover.

13. The Hanged One

The Biz

[Verse 1]
You never knew me
But you said you loved me
I wanted to believe
But you've never known empathy
You deceived me
And I let it be
Cause I wanted to believe
I wanted to breathe

[Chorus]
You never knew me
But now I know you
A freak with no empathy
Like a demon
You live to hurt
To steal, break

[Bridge]
Why can't I breathe?
Why can't I breathe?
Why can't I see?
Why can't I see?
More than your shades of gray
How could I be?
How could I be?
So foolishly manipulated

[Verse 2]
You revealed yourself to me
When you lied to me
And lied to cover the lie
then offered a new lie

[Chorus]
you never knew me
But now I know you
A freak with no empathy
Like a demon
You live to hurt
To steal breath

[Bridge]
Why can't I breathe?
Why can't I breathe?
Why can't I see?
Why can't I see?
More than your shadow
How could I be?
How could I be?
So foolishly manipulated

[Bridge]
Why can't I breathe?
Why can't I breathe?
Why can't I see?
Why can't I see?
More than your shadow
How could I be?
How could I be?
So foolishly manipulated

Why Can't I Breathe

We will disappear (and it’s Fine)

Wrote this one about the moments your brain moves faster than your body. You’re still moving forward, just not gracefully.

The Light Is On

Axioms of Mediocrity