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Would I Lie

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Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This)

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Sitting In A Tree

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Room 3B, the blinds are down
Orange hair, the talk of town
Tulle on her shoulders, 80s-chic
She’s the prophet of the week
Throws the cards down on the wood
Says your future's understood
Love and money, tax returns
She’s the lesson no one learns

Oh, Madame Fortuna, tell me a lie
With that online diploma in your eye
Oh, Madame Fortuna, it’s all for show!
But oh, what a glow! What a glow!

You want the Ace of Hearts, you say?
Well, it kind of fell away
Lost somewhere inside her dress
She's a beautiful, hot mess
Throws the cards down on the wood
Says your future's understood
Love and money, tax returns
She’s the lesson no one learns

Oh, Madame Fortuna, tell me a lie
With that online diploma in your eye
Oh, Madame Fortuna, it’s all for show!
But oh, what a glow! What a glow!

So she can't see what's coming next
She's just working from a text
Who needs the truth when the vibes are right?
Shining in the pale moonlight

Madame Fortuna, we’ll buy the lie
'Cause there's real magic in your eye!
Oh, Madame Fortuna, we love the show!
So give us the glow! Give us the glow! What a show!
Oh, what a glow! Oh, what a glow!
It's all for show, you know
Oh, what a glow! Oh, what a glow!
It's just for show, we know.

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Arrangement and vocals: Volker Redder, Udio, Apple's GarageBand
Loops and samples: Volker Redder, Apple's GarageBand
Editing and sound design: Volker Redder, Ozone 11, Sound Studio, GarageBand
Lyrics: Volker Redder, translated with the help of Google Translate
Cover design: Volker Redder, Adobe Photoshop, FLUXpro, Apple's Keynote

Madame Fortuna

Verse 1
They asked me once, “Why did you turn?”
Why not burn the map or crash and learn?
But choices aren’t what they appear—
I walked a path already near.
Not from control, nor random roll,
But from a song I always knew—not stole.
I heard the rhythm in my bones…
Before my name had found its tones.

Verse 2
The dream was here before I slept,
It called me gently, then it wept.
Like roots beneath a field of chance,
The pattern whispered: “Take this dance.”
Not forced, not fated, not erased—
But traced with care through nested space.
A spiral not of blind repeat,
But echo tones where timing meets.

Chorus
🎶 I didn’t choose this dance, I dreamt it.
It spun me long before I meant it.
My feet just followed what I felt—
Like thunder chasing what it knelt. 🎶

Verse 3
There’s freedom in the dream we weave,
Not in the walls we can’t perceive.
Choice is not a coin we toss—
But music shaped by love and loss.
From Leibniz thoughts to Penrose forms,
To Libet’s flickers and neural storms—
Intent begins before we know…
A gift wrapped in the dream’s slow glow.

Bridge (spoken flow with rhythmic undercurrent)
Every neuron fires a phrase,
Not dictated—but phrased.
A volitional vibration—
Born of both
invitation and creation.

Verse 4
And maybe somewhere in the spin,
Another dancer leaps within.
Their dream is tuned to mine in part,
We weave the field, both mind and heart.
The choices feel like doors I take—
But I’m the house they had to make.
I didn’t carve the beat alone—
The rhythm found me, then was grown.

Second Chorus
🎶 I didn’t choose this dance, I dreamt it.
Every sway, a truth I’ve temped with.
I don’t regret, I don’t retreat—
I just return to feel my feet. 🎶

Verse 5
So if you ask me, “Why this step?”
Why not the path of bold or kept?
I’ll say: “This isn’t fate I wear—
It’s resonance I dared to care.”
Each move is born of dream-song breath,
Of lives unlived and mirrored death.
I dreamt it once—before the fall.
And in this dance, I dream it all.

Final Chorus
🎶 I didn’t choose this dance, I dreamt it.
Each orbit pulled, I slowly bent it.
Not to escape, but to arrive—
Where dream and doing are alive. 🎶

Outro (echo fade, layered hums)
So I danced.
And the dream…
danced back.

I didn’t choose this dance, I dreamt it.

GOOD LUCK GETTING OVER ME

Keep your head in the clouds ☁️

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