Recorded this 3ish years ago, was one of the first songs i really tried to sing in and it was my favorite for a while. Forgot about it for forever and i'm not about to drop to other streaming platforms or promote but hope ya'll enjoy if you find this old forgotten gem.

Hate Me

Didn't Know About Andy

Målilla Anthem 38°

Another Girl

The In-between

As a song indirectly about nation-building but directly about the eye-brow raising freedoms that linger in the aftermath of building western democratic countries like Canada, centuries later its citizens patterned a new way forward for Canada: creating an ever changing definition of itself, year after year. But is the sustainable nature of a democratic nation conducive enough to construct one shared identity today, all this time later? Should citizens have 'stock' in domestic and international matters to an extent? Can the terms and conditions of our national history of blood, sacrifice, negotiation and compromise, lies and untruths, and follow-throughs of success and admiration be rewritten?

THP questions the assumptions left suspended in time. As a nation and as an entity which has continued along the path of walking a fine line between generosity and greed, war and peace, Canada takes center stage in this number. The lyrics twist and turn in typical THP fashion while incorporating and highlighting symbolisms and old world primeval notions of growth within a context akin to the development of democracies. Long Way Down uniquely conveys the significance of our national colours (red and white), the effects of togetherness and solitude, and giving voice to those who have served, built, fought for and defended our nation.

The song blends ethereal guitars, restrained percussion, and weary vocals into a slow descent — equal parts surreal and grounded, peaceful and unsettling.

LYRICS:

Soaring
Sailing
Nodded peaceful state
The red
Bleeding
And white still met

Hide cloth, Slab rock
Cold blood, Freedom
Scorched earth, Relent
Bygone, Attention

Sweet broadened conduit
It's a long way down
Feel it out but don't croak
Are you not around?
Quite vain might be fame again
Tall stage trip clown
Neat talk and onto it
It's a long way down

Soldiers 
Sharing
One final picnic

Hard shell, Your tool
Fresh paint, Remade
Parched globe, Spinning
New age, Disengage

Sweet broadened conduit
It's a long way down
Feel it out but don't croak
Are you not around?
Quite vain might be fame again
Tall stage, trip clown
Neat talk and onto it
It's a long way down.

Long Way Down

Music never stops, I'm still here ;)

Middle English (1100-1500 CE)
(Modern English lyrics further down)
[Verse I]
Upon þe ferre syde of hevene blwe,
Hwær sterres whispren soft and trewe,
A storm of stilnesse lieð as stoon.

[ Chorus]
In skye above þe nyght, on ferrest bounde,
þer lorné shadwes walken rounde,
þer ekoos faden, dremes wexen drye;
In skye above þe nyght, naught left to trye,
þe ende of lyf biholdeð tyme go bye.

[Verse II]
þe grounde doeð cleve as shelle y-brake,
A whispring groweð dede-knell’s wake;
Faces vanisshen in þe air,
Upon þe ferre syde of blwe—no wight þer.

[Bridge]
Is it þe ende, or first of voyde?
Is it makyng, or what man destroyde?
Only þe ferre syde of nyght clepeð me.

[Chorus]
In skye above þe nyght, on ferrest bounde,
þer lorné shadwes walken rounde,
þer ekoos faden, dremes wexen drye;
In skye above þe nyght, naught left to trye,
þe ende of lyf biholdeð tyme go bye.

-- Modern English --
[Verse 1]
On the far side of the blue
Where the stars only whisper
A storm of silence like a stone

[Chorus]
In the sky, above the night, on the farthest side
A place where lonely shadows roam 
Where the echoes fade and dreams go dry
In the sky, above the night, nothing left to try
The end of all life watches time go bye

[Verse 2]
The ground is cracking like a shell
A whisper turns booms a death knell
Faces vanish in the air
On the far side of the blue, no one's there

[Bridge]
Is it the end or the start of the void
Is it creation or what we destroyed
Just the far side of the night calling me

[Chorus]
In the sky, above the night, on the farthest side
A place where lonely shadows roam 
Where the echoes fade and dreams go dry
In the sky, above the night, nothing left to try
The end of all life watches time go bye

Tyme Go Bye

When I heard the voice of this great Kenyan singer, I knew I had to write some music to this melody and style. It turned out a little bit rock-ish, listen to it!

Hate Me

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