Where Are We Going Now 2

"Dan Boyko's powerful and evocative original, 'Modern Day Nursery Rhyme,' strikes a chord with its poignant message. With its acoustic beginning and a full-band arrangement that speaks to the struggles of contemporary life, this song captures the essence of a world where playgrounds have vanished, and childhood innocence is a distant memory. Dan Boyko's heartfelt lyrics and soulful delivery create a haunting and unforgettable musical experience. Join us on this lyrical journey through the remnants of an era long gone."

Modern Day Nursery Rhyme

Vidéo YouTube : https://youtu.be/xpmxidMUL8g
 
Roots  (Racines : à la suite en Français )

My dear brother , my Theo 
Thank you for your letter and the bill but it's too much
Since things are going well for you and yours 
What do we have to do with what is less so?
My dear brother , my Theo
You have your share in my work, my paintings 
which in the debacle keep their calm, and that's beautiful!

I risk my life in my work
my reason has half melted away.
I've already had bouts of madness
my condition must have worsened.

My dear brother, my Theo 
I'm a burden to you, for me it's too much 
You owe it to your son, to your family 
my painting will never be a source of profit. 
 
My dear brother , my Théo  
I'm sending you "Roots", my last painting.
I'm going to finish it with my blood
then die at the Ravoux: it's high time.


I'm risking my life for my work
my reason has half melted.
I've already had bouts of madness
my condition is only getting worse.  

My dear brother Theodore
lying beside me, what a comfort
you have joined me now in Auvers
where we rest, my brother, two feet under!

My work cost me my life
my sanity melted away
I had many fits of madness
my state was desperate.


Racines 

Mon cher frère , mon Théo 
Merci de ta lettre et du billet mais c’est trop
Puisque cela va bien  pour toi et les tiens 
Qu’avons nous à faire de ce qui l’est moins ?
Mon cher frère , mon Théo
Tu as  ta part dans mon oeuvre , mes tableaux 
qui dans la débâcle gardent leur calme , et c’est beau !

Mon travail à moi j’y risque ma vie
ma raison y a fondu à moitié .
J’ai déjà eu des accès de folie
mon état a du s’aggraver .

Mon cher frère , mon Théo 
Je suis une charge pour toi , pour moi s’en est trop 
Tu te dois à ton fils , à ta famille 
ma peinture ne sera jamais une source de profit . 
 
Mon cher frère , mon Théo  
je t’envoie  « Racines «  mon dernier tableau .
Je vais le terminer avec mon sang
puis mourrir chez les Ravoux  : il est grand temps .


Mon travail à moi j’y risque ma vie
ma raison y a fondu à moitié .
J’ai déjà eu des accès de folie
mon état ne fait que s’aggraver .  

Mon cher frère Theodore
allongé près de moi , quel réconfort
tu m’as rejoint à présent à Auvers
où nous reposons , mon frère , deux pieds sous terre !

Mon travail à moi m’a couté la vie
ma raison y a fondu en entier
J’ai eu de nombreux accès de folie
mon état était désespéré .

Racines (translated in description )

The New One from Ghost of The Enemy in 2024
Happy New Year to everyone and peace to you all
K-Herring 1 and Cazbo wishing you well. Hope you enjoy it!

The New One

Navigate the nexus of mind and time collective
You shall find that when we combined a brand new directive 
Navigate the nexus inner most objective
The freedom that directs us
The reason that Eden reject us

Let the negativity slide over like sea tides onto rock
Collectively it gathers batters bodies into shock
Respectively most people have had quite a lot
But can't correctly adjust just too hard to shake it off
You couldn't make it up
They took all you hold dear and started making off
Break me off a piece of the feast
What's the baking cost?
Did you not make enough?
Take it up another notch
My Rhymes leave you whipped like butterscotch 
Fry that microchip when You just a bot 
Kush in tbe pot rolling Zoot smoke the fucking lot
Good will hunting confronting 
The problem..
Where you cunts been
Call your husband 
Bludgeoned by the so called masculine toxicity 
Scribes in your proximity 
Airdrops into the lost city
Of Shang Ri La
Mind projection cross dimensions 
My rhyme intentions are 
The right perception takes you far
Flight direction or fight inspection expecting a rising of the bar
Yall stay limbo 
Ducking way bellow Elbows drag the floor
We stretch from atmosphere to seabed floor 
The scope is so, 
vast in form, mask the fall or grab the bull by the horns 
A metaphor 
A metric score on repeat have we met before?
Settling storm, prayers of warmth said at dawn
Travels on breezes meet trees in Ecuador 
Ever soar higher/
No elevator door
Go back before Younger-Dryas 
My tongue is tireless 
My thoughts reach yours 
We was already wireless 
He who endures more
Doesn't seek its prizes
Or hide from wiseness 
Retired like Concord 
Snake eyes on fixed dice
Treading that thin ice
Like twice before
Walking the breadline with a deadline on this life keep score
Get mine and get yours
Bed time and next dawn
To the next war
Navigate the nexus raw

Navigate the nexus of mind and time collective
You shall find that when we combined a brand new directive 
Navigate the nexus inner most objective
The freedom that directs us
The reason that Eden reject us

In the contour of mind and mental
A detour from pure essential 
E.T.A on your potential 
Way too late may the Lord be gentle
Cos in the great debate hate intentional 
On a spate where the weight is stencilled 
Cos you couldn't take this underhand with eight of your tentacles 
If you a warcraft octopus 
Got a omnibus that isn't obvious 
But you will find your body needs it like phosphorus 
I'm spinning blades like the rotary dial on helicopters
Fell to doctors when they all played Harold Shipman 
With your children Vaccinations given
If you didn't listen then what's up?
Wash up them hands pharma got big plans 
Dwindled have the farmers lands
And Tesco is where is harvest lands
An army advance unseen 
Cloak and dagger grey this matter as been 
read between the lines and fine print
Say goodbye to steak and enjoy your fried mince
The vile Prince as got his defiled mitts
Fingerprints in your diets list
Requirements 
Dire is the quietness 
On who owns all for he his acquiring it
The benefactor and his entitlement 
Better I search for enlightenment 
Taking my own advice again 
If its a war of mice and men
nitrogen and hydrogen 
Breath me in oxygen 
Leave me in.......  free to spin
The fortune wheel the fortunate feel
The fortune teller read my prints
Further to fathom into the phantom mist

Beat and lyrics, produced written and performed by Codex Scrolls 
Scribes of Avalon 2024

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Cool Saxwork from my Friend Joerxworx
https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx

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A collaborative project with CaZBO and K-HERRING 1 celebrating it's second anniversary in 2025. Thanks for listening! Please leave a comment if you'd like. Love to listen to most genres and comment on other artists pages as well.