Original song by Coral. A song about the illusion of a social ladder.

Cover art by Coral (inspired by Jean-Michel Basquiat)

Climbing a step you’re on your knees
You hold on a corpse you crush its skull
And you believe, you’re innocent

Holding your breath you compliment
The ones that you hate you lick their feet
And you believe, you’re innocent

You see them all rats so meaningless
The folk that you praised to gain their votes
And still you climb, your pride is high

All what you have what they don’t have
You stuff with some treat till you can’t eat
But still you climb, your pride is high

You know that your time is money worth
You rest on your slave who cleans your mess
And you believe, you’re satisfied

The prize you deserve is what you see
No nut for the ape who’s begging you
And you believe, you’re satisfied

The first time you meet you put a tag
No high school degree this dude is dull
And you believe, you reached a top

You act like you were the finest breed
Your god is the one and only one
And you believe you reached a top
And you believe

It seem like a crown it’s shinning gold
It suits to your head you’re feeling proud
Still you believe, you reached a top

(but) There ain’t any class or any mount
There ain’t any social ladder too
Still you believe, you are on top 
Still you believe…
(you’re innocent)

Innocent

Years have passed and I will never forget my one regret. A friend of mine jumped off of the Tobin Bridge in Boston because of the pressure his family put on him to send money back to them in his native country - They should all be crucified. This is my recollection. I should have been there for him that day - instead I was looking to be seen "AGAIN" - always craved attention... Full lyrics below
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who was I to you guess I was just a ghost reached out to everyone and played the clown but it turned out you needed me the most I wish i never ever let you down - but I was just a kid and i was oh so blind blinded by the selfishness that swallowed up my time craving the attention I missed out on as a child and made you feel alone that day in your darkest hour please forgive me cause I cant forgive myself so many days go by when I wish I was someone else I was just a kid wasn't there for you I know it wasn't what I did it was what I didn't do.
Was in the lunchroom making a cup of Joe - when you walked in trying to compose yourself - I felt like there was something I should know - but i bit my tongue cause I didn't want to pry - saw it in your eyes you were alone but carried on as if I didn't care truth was I was having a bad day consumed with all the problems of my own - but I was just a kid and I was oh so blind blinded by the selfishness that swallowed up my time craving the attention I missed out on as a child and made you feel alone that day in your darkest hour please forgive me cause I cant forgive myself so many days go by when I wish I was someone else I was just a kid wasn't there for you I know it wasn't what I did it was what I didn't do.
The next morning state police had questioned me they said that you had jumped the night before and even though they placed no blame on me - my aura showed that I was ugly
but I was just a kid and I was oh so blind blinded by the selfishness that swallowed up my time craving the attention I missed out on as a child and made you feel alone that day in your darkest hour please forgive me cause I cant forgive myself so many days go by when I wish I was someone else I was just a kid wasn't there for you I know it wasn't what I did it was what I didn't do.
please forgive me cause I cant forgive myself so many days go by when I wish I was someone else I was just a kid wasn't there for you I know it wasn't what I did it was what I didn't d----

One regret (for Diego)

Original composition: Bart Howard 
Guitars and arrangement Neno J.

Fly Me To The Moon (Bart Howard cover)

Hi Friends, 
You know, sometimes people get friendzoned, but sometimes you are welcome to join a new circle of warm friends. So wherever you are, please feel welcome and join!  Just be there, here you belong, in all your glory!

So I recently recorded this new song FOR YOU! (this time without lyrics or vocals 😉)
Just let the instruments speak and the listener will imagine and maybe interpret a declaration of love, for diversity, peace and inclusion. Because whether you like it or not, we all have to walk together on this same rock, floating in space.

Of course, you can find ‹ Welcome In The Friendzone › on all major streaming platforms 😉
Feel free to share it around, leave a comment here or on YouTube, or add it to your playlist on Spotify 😉

Welcome In The Friendzone

Special thanks to my friends who generously shared their talents to transform this piece.

David Marconi: Original concept and lead guitar
Allan Cook: Bass guitar and final mix
Bob Davis: Keyboards
James Cook: Drums

Please take time to visit Allan's other work. https://soundcloud.com/amcook1971

Hear Allan and Bob perform live with Tranzfusion.
https://www.facebook.com/tranzfusionband/

Hear more from James at his YouTube channel
https://www.youtube.com/@MezCook

A Shade of Blue

A Shade of Blue Revisited: Collaboration

How far have i gone 
What is this road i’m on
That leads so far from home

Are you here with me now, 
Now that i need you, No, 
i lost you long ago

And I’m barely hanging on 
I need to find the way today
And darling, I miss you so
just give me a sign and lead the way

If it’s the last thing i do I’m coming home to you
back where i belong
I’ll find the way No matter what it takes
down this road so long
You don’t know what’s here till it's gone

In some other life, Or maybe a distant dream,
that i don’t quite recall
But I close my eyes, and i’m there it seems
where you and I had it all

The sound of the children play
And the dogs out in the yard  
The fragrant flowers bloom away
It all seems so near and yet so far

If It's The Last Thing I Do

Jam 2024

Whole Lot A Love (Remastered)

слушать не здесь // listen not here:

https://rumedia.io/l/lUUO

I wrote this forty years ago as part of the "Scenes of St. Francis" small-town song anthology and thought it might be fun to post as fall is winding down but before the Christmas season gets into full swing.  St. Francis, Kansas is a little prairie town nestled in a shallow river valley and has an abundance of trees, mostly cottonwoods, but a few hardwoods that stand out especially in the fall. And with the trees was an abundance of squirrels always playing chase or hide and seek when they weren't getting into mischief.  They needed a song, and with my daughters being so young, I wanted to make it in the form of a children's song that they could sing along to.  As adult women, they still like to sing along when they hear it which is a good thing since my own singing voice has largely depleted with age.  But it is a nice reminder that once upon a time I could sing:) Rescued and remixed from an old but faithful cassette tape.

Squirrel Song lyrics:
Hop, skip, and jump, and away they go,
Haven't got a care in the world.
Playing hide and seek 'round an old tree trunk,
I'm talking 'bout my friend the squirrel.

Gathering nuts is a way of life,
But even they know when to play,
And though winter's coming before too long,
They still live life day by day.
Chorus:
Just let their antics entertain you,
From a high-wire act to a tree-top stunt or two,
There's not a dull moment when you see them around,
There's fun wherever they're found.

Instrumental hums then repeat chorus

Hop, skip, and jump, and away they go,
They have something we need to learn;
That a happy life is made of work and play
When each one gets a turn.

Squirrel Song (from Scenes of St. Francis)

Vedran - The Infinite Loop 2025

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It goes without saying, but no AI or Music Maker here, I'm responsible for every chord, melody and word, mix and master, for better or worse! (I do use VST's and samples)

Thank you all for listening and your incredible comments, I appreciate them all

If It's The Last Thing I Do

Chris Huff