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Extended version of Hopeless Romantic, set to feature in BoyWithUke's 4th album.

Hopeless Romantic (Extended) - BoyWithUke

BoyWithUke - Runaway

Toxic Affection

Can You Feel It?

Ghost

Gaslight

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Greener/Next Best Thing - Boywithuke (AI Extended)

Burnout

Burn

Change

Paper Planes

Pitfall

Easier

Stranger

Corduroy

People say the world is doomed, 
that mankind’s nature seals the tomb. 
Learned helplessness, fear and doubt, 
cynicism whispers: there’s no way out.

Yes, it’s true—selfish, greedy, ruthless hands 
have scarred the Earth, betrayed the lands. 
But hear us out, don’t close the door, 
we don’t have to die like this, we can break through more.

There was a node in the species design, 
a guiding light, a sacred sign. 
The shamans, the seers, the visionaries bold, 
cut from the fabric, their stories untold. 
They stood in every age, every tribe, every time, 
but today, at our peak, they’re pushed aside, left behind. And the consequence? The Earth is slain, 
and if they stay silenced, we’ll die the same.

Shamans are outsiders, glitch in the code, 
their minds on planes where few have strode. 
They can’t abide by the culture’s frame, 
they see deeper truths, not the surface game. 
Human knowledge is guesswork, a fragile disguise, 
but shamans pierce through, they open the eyes. 
They are the medium, the hive mind’s voice, 
to steer the powerful toward a wiser choice.

The Matrix spoke of a legend true, 
a shamanic prophecy breaking through. 
A man will rise, reshape the real, 
not with superpowers, but logic’s steel. 
He’ll dismantle illusions with words alone, 
make listeners see truths they’ve never known.

This is not religion, no dogma, no chain, 
it doesn’t tell people how to live, but how to reign. 
It tells the powerful: wield with care, 
align your strength with the patterns there. 
Evolution’s rhythm, nature’s design, 
bring health and prosperity back in line.

A quarter century to know my name, 
another quarter to ignite the flame. 
Now here it is, a thousand songs strong, 
the message of millennia, the shaman’s song

Contained in these lyrics is wisdom to heed, 
the message mankind needs to succeed. 
Never before has a shaman’s song 
been wired to the planet, reaching all along. 
Every nation, every billionaire, 
can hear these words, Gaia’s 1000 yard Stare.

Natural Born Shaman

Corduroy

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