A commodity you sold.
For an act that's gotten old.
A mask that lays discarded in the dark.
A point made that clean missed the mark.
A fragment of a word,
or a story you misheard.
Filled your pockets to the trim with all their mould.
Ignoring the rich fields of gold. 

I know that you don't really care.
I know my faults.
I know that you don't listen in.
I took too long to begin.
Written off.

A momentary lapse,
To behaviours of the past.
Pay the ferryman with coins that you had stole.
A pointless collector of souls.
A phoney masquerade,
A throw off to the shade.
Your tactics are excused now, on the whole.
Felt rung out and wrought by the goal.

I know that you're not really there.
It's just a jolt.
I know that rivalry's a thing.
A simple tune to sing.
From the vault.

I know there's wastelands and a king.
I know the job.
I know there's Snakes and everything.
I caught a glimpse.
Only a glance.
Aside: "Perchance!"
So I've no chance,
With all you Snakes.
So I'm away.

The ringing of the bell.
Won't shake you from the spell.
A payment you have pending from the dole.
A vessel to fill up with coal. 
An unheeded warning.
Before the anger has set in.
The centre that is struggling to hold. 
A vector for lies that are old.

I know that charm can often hide.
A selfish grin.
We've all been taken for a ride.
To hell we go.
In a handcart.
We made a start.
Usual ride.
A dagger in the side.
Misses the heart.


More Snakes

A Miller has no dreams.
He can not hope to see every horse in every stream.
There's no need to spur.
A horse that's travelling, already up to speed.

Look to the stars.
Stare up all you like, but you'll never get that far.
Look to the sky.
You'll never understand. you're never gonna fly.

The kids dont think in dreams.
Taken, locked away, a never-ending scream.
A future made obscene.
Squandered on a stupid capitalist scheme.

The kids don't think at all.
Waiting for the day they're lined against a wall.
A conflict of the mind.
The world of black and white, pointed, erudite.

Look to the stars.
Shine on alkaline, you're just fine as you are.
Look to the sky.
You're never gonna know why the world is passing by.

While the miller told his tale.
The sword of damocles, descending, deft, unfurled.
The trampling of the damned.
Can you hear them fall? a back against a wall.

Look to the stars.
Climb up any height, the distance is too far.
Look to the sky.
Forget it ammonite. It's where they placed the bar.

Chase Thee Not! The Moon

Origin Music Video: https://youtu.be/x2sgQ8ShX4c
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Synopsis:
The main character, IO, lands on a new planet after scanning it with a special beam imitating from his ship. The land is dry and barren, dark and mysterious. An exploration of the surroundings to study what has been found begins.
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"Origin" is the first of 10 tracks for the IO-01 album. The song intends to establish a cosmic atmosphere and an alien world ready for exploration. It is the beginning or the end of a new journey and follows a monomyth for both the musical artist and the main character.
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Greysign encourages the listener to create their own narrative while experiencing the music with a pair of great-sounding headphones or speakers and to listen to the track without interruption.
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Music produced, performed, and recorded by Greysign.
Album art created by Greysign. 
Music video art concept and video editing by Greysign.
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http://greysign.io

Origin

"Scheming Vibes: Playful Sophisticated Toy Box" is a 3:08 track that weaves a narrative of intellectual curiosity and cultural depth through its delicate composition. With a foundation of plucky, organic bell sounds playing simple arpeggiated tetrad and subtle shifts to higher chords, it creates an atmosphere of naivety turned sophisticated warmth. Abstract reverse vocal splashes, gentle melodic elements, and nuanced percussion layers add to its intrigue. This track is perfect for intellectual documentaries, cultural podcasts, and radio shows, offering a soundscape that evokes sophistication and a touch of melancholy amidst curiosity.

For commercial and derivative licences, please visit our Pond5 profile, where you can buy this track for a number of additional uses. http://www.pond5.com/artist/covertacoustics

Schmeing Vibes

Scheming Vibes

SHAME,SHAME

Combstead - Composition, Arrangement, Main Mix
Robert Grigg - Guitar, Master Mix 
Brian Butts - Guitar

G.B.C. - Make It So - Grigg Butts Combs

Ven y crea una canción
Rodrigo Caycedo

Ven y crea una canción,
Deja fluir tu inspiración,
Entre acordes y melodías,
Descubre nuevas armonías.

En el lienzo del pentagrama,
Brota la magia, de tu alma,
Con la pluma de tus sueños,
Escribe versos, son tus dueños.

Deja que el corazón te guíe,
En este viaje sin fin,
Cada nota es un suspiro,
Que libera lo que hay en ti.

En cada acorde hay un mundo,
Donde un clamor yace profundo,
No temas al blanco papel,
Es lienzo para tu pincel.

Ven y crea una canción,
Deja fluir tu inspiración,
Entre acordes y melodías,
Descubre nuevas armonías.

Así que toma tu guitarra,
Y de tu pluma deja que nazca
O sigue un consejo artificial
Y en cada nota hasta el final

Dale vida
a tu canción.

Ven y crea una canción

Guitar, Bass and Keys by Robert Grigg
https://youtu.be/VxqZKTdjLuU?si=R6TV-QsDF7L8Ss3v

The Turtle

SliKaYe - Yuorenowaken

Take five

The Long Train

Shaman Trance

Covert Acoustics is a creative sound collective dedicated to shaping immersive, genre-fluid sonic worlds.

Rooted in collaboration, we emerged from the world of production music — but have since outgrown those boundaries. Today, we focus on deeply crafted cinematic electronica and ambient downtempo, often blending music with foley, speech, and design to create narrative listening experiences.

Our catalogue spans EPs, albums, and singles — offering curated soundscapes that are as listenable as they are conceptual. Whether you’re tuning in for focused listening or seeking rich sonic textures for creative work, we aim to provide sound that resonates: deliberately, emotionally, and originally.

We’re here to reimagine what listening can be — one immersive release at a time.