Part Of Me

Swirling in the sun
Did you dream the starling again?
The many and the one
Soaring like a starling again
You hear the haunting sound, look around
Will you be the starling again?

Join the chorus, sing along
That murmuration song

You hear the cries
And you are a starling again
Ride the rhythm of the skies
Will you dance the starling again?

In a chorus, a symphony
A canticle

Oh I don't know why
You are so shy today
You don't know when
It will come again your way

The isolation fades
And you are a starling again
Down the desolation days
Fly like a starling again
The madness, the rage, turn the page
Oh you are a starling again

Join the chorus, sing along
That murmuration song

I don't know why
You try to hide away
Who can say when
It may come again your way?
Look to the skies
Starlings will rise today

Starlings

Our Lives

This one fought me every step of the way.

Lyrics:

this time I’ll only know
what you tell me
this time 
I won’t say nothin at all

far away and 
underground
you’ve got me 
turned around

this time I’ll 
simply close my eyes

this time it 
won’t be so hard to swallow
this time I won’t be 
thinking at all

there’s a stranger 
in my mind
circuits busy
please standby

this time
there’s nothing sane
or familiar


and I used to be so alive
and I used to feel so optimistic
and I used to speak my mind
and I used to be so afraid of nothing


this time I’ll 
dance like nobody’s watching
this time
I won’t tremble inside

out of phase and out of time
my instincts have been realigned

this time 
I’ll simply close my eyes

This Time

Is a lonely life worth living?
I just don't know at all.
I haven't seen you in three summers
since I lost the wherewithal

to make it through a single evening
without reciting monologues
or searching in the eyes of others
for the life I thought I'd lost.

You live among the bright young people
I sit and sulk with Cioran
and smoke and scoff at every single
novice in their promised land.

I've given up on earthly heavens;
immanentizing eschatons.
All I want's the little solace
I can hear within your songs.

Existential Love Song (Early Demo Vocal Take 3)

Ronan Goron - sampler, programming, vocals
Bobby Smyth - production

Artwork - Ella Stewart

Telegraph Hill

𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚝𝚜, 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜 ↠ 𝚜𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟺
✬ 𝚒 𝚠𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚠 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚒𝚎 ✬

originally created for Beat Battle 71, hosted by Sick-E

{𝙻𝚈𝚁𝙸𝙲𝚂}
this is all that you put on me
i don't want to be your hero
tell me that your heaven's calling
tell me this is where the tree grows

when am i supposed to grow it
if the world is done exploding
bring me here and say you need me
i don't want to be your hero,

now, need you now
how, can i fall down
i won't grow up and die

now, need you now
how, can i fall down
i won't grow up and die

i'm not your hero

i hope you know there are people who want to see your face

Composed, recorded, produced by Ronan Goron

Sweet Vignettes

He may like you if you ask him to
Better ask him to
And if he answers you
Well, then you’ll know

I saw you yesterday in the Carnegie
You were too busy reading to even notice me
I checked out all the books you liked 
So I could read your expression
But even with the answers I’m still afraid to ask

He may like you if you ask him to
Better ask him to
And if he answers you
Well, then you’ll know

And you’ve been on my mind for miles and miles
With your cellist’s hands
Your Arthur Russell smile

He may like you if you as him to

And once it’s gone, it’s gone
So you better ask him soon
One day he won’t come around anymore
And you’ll be sad and blue

Better ask him to
And if he answers you
Well, then you’ll know

He may like you if you like him to

Like You

The is the third single to be taken from Kidsmoke's forthcoming debut album (due for release 2019).

Written and Recorded by Kidsmoke
Produced by Russ Hayes (Orange Sound Studios, Penmaenmawr)
Mastered by Gethin John (Hafod Mastering)

She Takes You Under

Let’s walk through the greenhouse
travel through time and see a Bird of Paradise
You’re telling me it’s in your parents' backyard

Brightly coloured birds in flight
Bluish green eyes

What is this thing called spring?
You are asking me
What are the odds hypothetically?

I am measuring seconds
moments of pure light
Are you eager to read the lyrics I’m writing?

Brightly coloured birds in flight
Bluish green eyes

There is the heat of love
The pulsing rush
Magic to make the sanest man go nuts
I’ll be the one to warn you…

When this day comes will we stand up?
When our house burns will we stand up?
When the firemen come will we stand up?
When our heartbeats turn will we stand up?

Bird of Paradise

New song every week if I’m not feeling a little blue!
‘Wild Awake’ and ‘Shapeshifters’ out now!
Shoutout to all the spambots listening in. You’re the bane of my existence.
Riding the oscillator between hopeful and hopeless.

Like You

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