This is part of a design project called Speculative Anthropology of the Unknown and the Maybe. All of the songs are written and performed in collaboration with machine learning models.

UNK. 1 — The Smiths Demos and Rarities

This is part of a design project called Speculative Anthropology of the Unknown and the Maybe. All of the songs are written and performed in collaboration with machine learning models.

Verse 1:
I know it's over, and yet I'm standing here,
And the tears are still in my eyes.
Doesn't matter how I try,
How can I just turn and walk away?
Well, you may fool the others,
But you can't fool me
Because I know it's over.
Chorus:
It's over, it's over, it's over.
Verse 2:
I know it's over, and yet I'm still hoping
That you'll get in touch again some day.
But the winds of change are blowing
And this has all got to end,
So you go your way, and I'll go mine.
Chorus:
It's over, it's over, it's over.
Verse 3:
I know it's over, and yet I'm still trying
To remember how it feels to touch your skin.
But you're so far away,
And I just can't believe
This is the end.
Chorus:
It's over, it's over, it's over.

I Know It's Over, And Yet I'm Standing Here

This is part of a design project called Speculative Anthropology of the Unknown and the Maybe. All of the songs are written and performed in collaboration with machine learning models.

Verse 1:
That was a harsh thing to say.
I've already made up my mind.
I'm going away. Where it's peaceful, I can only stay 'till you go.
You're the only one that loves me, but you don't know what it's like,
To be tired of struggle and useless compromise.
Chorus:
I can see you in the dark. The light you hold is so beautiful.
I can hear your laughter ringing, I can see you in the dark.
Verse 2:
So much to say to you, but it's more than I can do now.
I'd have cried like a man if I'd thought it would help,
But holding it down will be part of my future, so I don't mind.
You're the only one that loves me, but you don't know what it's like,
To be tired of struggle and useless compromise.
Chorus:
I can see you in the dark. The light you are holding is so beautiful.
I can hear your laughter ringing I can see you in the dark.
Bridge:
I could write you poems if I could get my mind clear but I can't right now.
I want to cry like a man. Emotions curdle and dry up into bitterness inside
And I can't bring myself to laugh. No, I won't bring myself to laugh.
No, I won't bring myself to laugh. No, I won't bring myself to laugh.
Chorus:
I can see you in the dark. The light you hold is so beautiful.
I can hear your laughter ringing, I can see you in the dark.

I Can See You In The Dark

This is part of a design project called Speculative Anthropology of the Unknown and the Maybe. All of the songs are written and performed in collaboration with machine learning models.

Verse 1:
This is your life, it's ending one minute at a time
The sands of time are slipping away, don't go wasting your days
You can't rewind, and you can never start over again
Chorus:
This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time
The sands of time are slipping away, don't go wasting your days
You can't rewind, and you can never start over again
Verse 2:
The world's still spinning, but only just enough to get you from one day, to the next
And the days are getting shorter, they're stalling before your eyes
What's worth preserving, is reading between the lines
Bridge:
We still see the future ahead of us, but it seems to always remain in sight
And we can't jump the track into the passing lane
No amount of wishing will bring tomorrow sooner than it has to arrive
It takes all of our will, just to run the race
Chorus
What's worth preserving, is reading between the lines
Verse 3:
You won't be able to restart, no, you can't stop the tape
You can't rewind, and you can never start over again
Outro:
This is your life, it's ending one minute at a time
Ain't a damn thing funny, when you look it in the eye
They're stalling before your eyes
What's worth preserving, is reading between the lines

This Is Your Life, And It's Ending One Minute At A Time

This is part of a design project called Speculative Anthropology of the Unknown and the Maybe. All of the songs are written and performed in collaboration with machine learning models.

Verse 1:
I was amazed to hear her say,
That she thought that I'd be pleased to know
That she had started seeing someone new,
And just how happy he made her feel.
Chorus:
How can she find time to be so unkind?
When I'm feeling so lonely in my mind.
How can she find time to be so unkind?
When I'm feeling so lonely in my mind.
Verse 2:
I was shocked to hear her say,
That he had been round to meet her folks,
And they liked him, but they'd never quite seen him before,
And she said that they could really be a couple.
Chorus:
How can she find time to be so unkind?
When I'm feeling so lonely in my mind.
How can she find time to be so unkind?
When I'm feeling so lonely in my mind.
Verse 3:
I was amazed to hear her say,
That their nights were never long enough,
And just how much they wished each other well,
But no one, it seemed to me, could ever take her place.
Chorus:
How can she find time to be so unkind?
When I'm feeling so lonely in my mind.
How can she find time to be so unkind?
When I'm feeling so lonely in my mind.
Verse 4:
I was shocked to hear her say,
That they might get married in the fall,
And I felt that my heart was going to break,
Because I'd never ever felt so sad before.
Chorus:
How can she find time to be so unkind?
When I'm feeling so lonely in my mind.
How can she find time to be so unkind?
When I'm feeling so lonely in my mind.
Verse 5:
I was shocked to hear her say,
That he had a family of his own,
And just how much he really loved them all,
But that she knew that he'd never leave them for her.
Chorus:
How can she find time to be so unkind?
When I'm feeling so lonely in my mind.
How can she find time to be so unkind?
When I'm feeling so lonely in my mind.
Verse 6:
I was shocked to hear her say,
That he didn't know she'd been a girl before,
And that he'd never guess the things she'd done,
And all the people that she used to fool.
Chorus:
How can she find time to be so unkind?
When I'm feeling so lonely in my mind.

How Can She Find Time To Be So Unkind - Take 1

This is part of a design project called Speculative Anthropology of the Unknown and the Maybe. All of the songs are written and performed in collaboration with machine learning models.

Original lyrics by Bruce Springsteen

Verse 1]
Hey, little girl, is your daddy home?
Did he go away and leave you all alone?
I got a bad desire

[Chorus]
Oh, oh, oh
I'm on fire

[Verse 2]
Tell me now, baby, is he good to you?
And can he do to you the things that I do?
Oh no, I can take you higher

[Chorus]
Oh, oh, oh
I'm on fire

[Verse 3]
Sometimes it's like someone took a knife, baby, edgy and dull
And cut a six-inch valley through the middle of my skull
At night, I wake up with the sheets soakin' wet
And a freight train runnin' through the middle of my head
Only you can cool my desire

[Chorus]
Oh, oh, oh
I'm on fire
Oh, oh, oh
I'm on fire
Oh, oh, oh
I'm on fire
[Outro]
Ooh-ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

I'm On Fire (cover)

Graphic designer finding music is the latent space with AI.