My Black Lungs

When I Saw U

doing a mac demarco and dumping some cool random stuff that can't be released officially. dm me if ur interested in buying anything.
all written and produced by noah gudgeon 

moonblue

Lyrics:

Forty days and forty one nights
What’s a month more in the deadlight?
When the tide turns, I’ll be alright
But for now, I’ll have to sit tight

Don’t question my methods
Or throw me your bones
And don’t ask where I’m headed
‘Cause I’m walking alone

And I can keep myself in check
Don’t need no other hands on deck
‘Cause I can keep myself in check
Don’t even have to break a sweat
A bird around my neck
I’ll keep myself in check

Who needs all that fuss anyway?
I got rats down the hatch every day
In a shell, what I’m trying to say
Is we’re cool, I can keep it at bay

I can deal with the seasick
I can follow the charts
With a fist on my joystick
And a lock on my heart

And I can keep myself in check
Don’t need no other hands on deck
‘Cause I can keep myself in check
Don’t even have to break a sweat
A bird around my neck
I’ll keep myself in check


Written, produced, mixed & mastered by Noah Gudgeon. All rights reserved.

Keep Myself In Check

Lyrics:

I spent the new year on my own
Kicking back cans and picking out of styrofoam
So here’s a new resolution
‘Cause I’m always better under the illusion
And I don’t wanna be like everybody else at home

And it’s the word on the vine
That you’re out of here
So won’t you put me in your pocket?
I’ll be your souvenir 

But if you’ve made up your mind
And it’s all too clear
Well then forget I ever said it
It was just an idea

I’ve got your picture on my phone
You’re sitting in a car and licking at an ice cream cone
Well maybe I’ve got it mixed up
But it felt like it was more than just a pit stop
And I don’t wanna be your just another stepping stone

And it’s the word on the vine
That you’re out of here
So won’t you put me in your pocket?
I’ll be your souvenir 

But if you’ve made up your mind
And it’s all too clear
Well then forget I ever said it
It was just an idea

Written, performed, recorded, produced, mixed & mastered by Noah Gudgeon

(i'll be your) souvenir

Your Slithery Fum

Lyrics:

Springtime 
Roll up the blinds
And the world’s still spinning around

The birds fly
Up in the sky
And they won’t come a-tumbling down

And every little quirk
In the patchwork
Pushes and a-jerks
Like a sewing machine

A tiny bit of string
Ties the whole thing
Keeping it a-swing
In unanimity

And all in all the melody 
Slips through my hands
But I could never wanna be
No one-man-band

Springtime 
Roll up the blinds
Ain’t it all just neat as a pin?

The old die
Wave ‘em goodbye
‘Fore the young come stumbling in

And every living soul
Plays their own role
Shovelling the coal
’Til the end of the line

Me, I’m in the crowd
With my head bowed
Busy looking out 
For the reason or rhyme 

And all in all the melody 
Slips through my hands
But I could never wanna be
No one-man-band

No, I don’t ever wanna leave
Those circus sands
Where all in all the melody
Slips though my hands


Written, produced, mixed & mastered by Noah Gudgeon.

Ant On A Rubber Rope

throwaways and old projects. currently releasing as 'videotrash' on all platforms.

moonblue

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