These are (nice!) SUNO vocals, aren't they? Good job.

since you been gone

shoplifter in district5

A Dark Dub Reggae ...
Dub against Babylon...

SHUT DOWN BABYLON

SHUT DOWN BABYLON - (Dirty Funky Dub Reggae)

In the corridors of power, a young man stands tall,
With dreams of conquest, he thinks he knows it all.
Big ambitions, arrogance in his stride,
Overconfident, he thinks he's got nothing to hide.

Oh, the mysteries that lie beyond the page,
A labyrinth of knowledge, the mind's cage.
Each answer breeds a thousand more,
What's behind that next door?

You think you know, but you don't know,
You don't know what you don't know.
You don't even know that you don't know what you don't know,
You think you know, but you don't know.

A young suitor of a lady, heart full of fire,
Thinks he can win her with charm and desire.
Overconfident in love, he makes his move,
Blind to the subtleties, nothing to prove.

Oh, the paradox of the heart's true quest,
Blind to the truths it seeks to test.
Each touch, a promise that might not last,
In love's deep waters, he's sinking fast.

You think you know, but you don't know,
You don't know what you don't know.
You don't even know that you don't know what you don't know,
You think you know, but you don't know.

Years go by, the young man's grown old,
Teaching his kids, with stories bold.
Overconfident still, he thinks he knows best,
But life's true lessons put him to the test.

Oh, the arrogance of the seasoned mind,
Blind to the truths it seeks to find.
Each word of wisdom, a shattered glass,
Reflecting lessons from the past.

You think you know, but you don't know,
You don't know what you don't know.
You don't even know that you don't know what you don't know,
You think you know, but you don't know,

You think you know, but you don't know,
Forever wandering, never slow.
In this quest, we find our glow,
You really don't know what you don't know.

You Don't Know

"Shorter Days Ahead" (Jack Miller)
[Sym.2, mvmt.4]
(c) Cenote Music

Shorter Days Ahead

I was messing around, like the non-musician I am, with Udio, and this tune popped out. I realised it would work for a poem I'd had in mind for a while, inspired by the old folk tale by Hans Christian Andersen, The Red Shoes. It still needed some help though from an actual musician. So here it is ... with an excellent arrangement and gorgeous cover art by @APi_ZZ.

Words and vocals: Annie Dieu-Le-Veut
© Copyright Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, July 2024 

Musical arrangement and cover art:
© Copyright APi_ZZ (Andreas Pirner) July 2024

Words: 

There’s nothing like a fairy dancer
Escaping out of your dreamworld, 
You can chase him upstairs and downstairs, 
But it’s impossible to get him out.
In the Land of the Ever Young
It was so romantic as we did the fandango,
But now there’s the washing up. 
He was very fine as my dream beau,
But oh no! Here he comes again. 

He drives me mad, all day long, 
Even when I’m in the loo 
But the real scarey thing is, 
I’ve heard about this in songs,
From folk tales about red shoes 
In which good and fair women
are danced to their dooms. 

I tried locking him in the greenhouse,
Well it gave me a few minutes peace.
But it wasn’t long before he broke out 
And the splintered glass cut my feet.
I even shut him in the bathroom
So I could get on with my chores,
Then there I was in the kitchen,
Plunging out my drains, 
When he tapped me on the shoulder
And, oh no, we were off again!  

He drives me mad, all day long, 
Even when I’m in the loo 
So it’s starting to seem like
It might be true, and not just
In tales about red shoes 
That I’ll be joining those women
Who are danced to their dooms.

You Don't Know

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