EARTHBOUND! Known as Mother 2 in Japan. One of my childhood favorites. Fond memories of playing this game as a kid; loving the humor, the strife, and the adventure! I chose to create a medley that I felt conveyed the spirit of this game. Definitely heartfelt. Thanks for listening!

MOTHER 2 [EARTHBOUND] -WITHIN US [DEEP DEEP DARKNESS/THE HEROES RETURN MEDLEY]

The TV Made Me Do It

Nothing Can Save Me (From Myself)

y u so me4n

eyes open before i go (prod.shadow)

(Verse 1)
I found myself on an unnamed path,
The cliffs whispered riddles that the wind laughed past.
A guide appeared, though I never saw his face,
Only his voice, like tides pulling me into place.

He said, "The work begins not with answers sought,
But in the quiet places where you think you're lost."
At the edge of the world, by a cove long gone,
I took the first step as the night pressed on.

(Chorus)
It’s a climb with no summit, a mirror with no frame,
A question unanswered, always the same.
Through failures that beckon, through shadows that call,
The work isn’t rising—it’s learning to fall.

(Verse 2)
By the mines of Porthcurno, where the sun sets late,
I followed a trail carved by silence and fate.
He said, "Every ladder will lead to the ground,
Each step a circle that must turn back around."

The mirror reflected what I couldn’t yet see,
Not who I was, but what I could be.
The abyss stared back with its hollow gaze,
And I felt the work in the slowest of days.

(Chorus)
It’s a climb with no summit, a mirror with no frame,
A question unanswered, always the same.
Through failures that beckon, through shadows that call,
The work isn’t rising—it’s learning to fall.

(Bridge)
At the Lizard’s edge, the ocean held its breath,
A space between moments, a glimpse beyond death.
He said, "In falling, you find what holds you inside,
In breaking apart, the pieces collide."

(Chorus)
It’s a climb with no summit, a mirror with no frame,
A question unanswered, always the same.
Through failures that beckon, through shadows that call,
The work isn’t rising—it’s learning to fall.

(Outro)
The guide faded, like mist on the shore,
His words remained, though I heard them no more.
I stood at the edge where beginnings unfold,
And knew that the work was in what I could hold.

Geddon bird

The Work

Marriage - long time desicions. But pair is stronger than one.
Inspired by my friends married 25 years.

Lyrics, melody, performing: Aili Avi (09.11.2024)

Dream-life

1. I´ll (C) find you even I´m (G) blind, 
your (C) heart will show the (G) way.
I´m (Em7) dreaming, dreaming my (G) life, 
the (C) real one passes me (G) by.

2. My (C) dreams lift me upper (G) sky, 
there´s (C) always sun and (G) peace.
We (Em7) stand there side by (G) side, 
I (C) close my eyes and (G) dream.

Chorus:
I (Em7) know, you (C) are the (G) one.
I´ll (Em7) scream it (C) with my loud (G) voice.
We will (Em7) fight all (C) fights like (G) one.
It makes us (C) stronger through our dreamy (G) life.

3. The (C) kids go soon their own (G) ways, 
you are (C) still my number (G) one.
I am (Em7) not afraid a (G) thing, 
we are (C) pair for every(G)one.

2. =4. 
Chorus

Bridge: I (Em7) know, I (C) know, I (G) know, 
(C) together we'll fly so high to (G) sky.
I (Em7) know, I (C) know, I (G) know, 
I´m (C) brave when you are by my(G) side.

Chorus

Dream-life

inside?

with me (ft. xykho)

I thought they saw me.
The way Mum paused by the kettle.
The way the dog stared at the corner of the room.
The way the bathroom light flickered when I whispered.
...But maybe it was just faulty wiring.
Or maybe it’s me that’s faulty.
Still here. But not heard.

I’m in the living room again,
Dad’s same chair, same creak when he leans,
Mum hums something soft in the kitchen,
Her hands never stop, but her eyes say she’s missin'.
I call out, “Mum,”—the word doesn’t land,
Just echoes like dust through the cracks in her hand.
The telly drones on, old reruns of laughs,
And I’m stuck in between—
not the present, not the past.

I said my goodbyes but no one replied,
I linger like breath on a mirror—
just signs.
You think I’m gone, but I’m brushing your sleeve,
A voice in the kettle, a tug on the leaves.

I tried the mirror trick—trace in the steam,
The alchemy sign like it came from a dream.
Mum looked up, blinked, rubbed it away,
Just condensation, she muttered—
like I never stayed.
Even the dog won’t bark when I pass,
Like he’s in on the pact—let silence outlast.
I float through the flat like a paused melody,
Like a song you hum
but never let free.

I said my goodbyes, but your ears were closed,
I bloom in the silence where sorrow grows.
You think I’m gone, but I whisper in light,
A breath on the mirror, unseen in the night.

She set out my mug like she always does,
Big handle, chipped lip, that ceramic fuzz.
Two brushes still in the cup—hers and mine,
One pink, one green,
frozen in time.
Sometimes I wonder—if I screamed instead,
Would they have noticed, would they have read
The signs in the fog, the breath on the tiles,
The space where I stood,
for miles and miles?

They said I was at peace, that I slipped away,
But I’m still at the sink, every night, same way.
Watching her sigh, shoulders drawn tight,
Tracing old rituals in flickering light.
It’s not hell, but it’s not really grace—
This in-between place, this half-remembered face.
Not denial, not grief, not quite gone—
A note half-sung,
a word withdrawn.

Silence isn’t stillness.
It’s the sound of breath held back.
Of a child’s finger tracing sulfur on glass.
And hoping someone sees.
Not the sign.
But the reaching.



Taciturnity

Så lunka vi så småningom
Från Bacchi buller och tumult,
När döden ropar, Granne kom,
Ditt timglas är nu fullt.
Du Gubbe fäll din krycka ner,
Och du, du Yngling, lyd min lag,
Den skönsta Nymf som åt dig ler
Inunder armen tag.

First up, mate on the 3:12 train,
Rain on the window, steams up the pane.
Slumped in his hoodie, boots untied,
Dreams of a holiday, budget denied.
Calendar packed, phone battery dead,
But still he smiles, lifts up his head.
Life ain’t perfect, but hear what I say—
Breathe deep, love, it’s just another day.

Tycker du att dagen är för lång,
Trångt kontor och dresscode tvång
nå, välan än så hör då denna sång.
ta dig sen dito en, dito två, dito tre,
så går det lättare.

See her there, oat latte and toast,
Posting her brekkie, “I love me” post.
Ring light halo, filter glow,
Underneath it all, she’s just tryna grow.
Swaps her heels for battered flats,
Walks home alone past streetlamp splats.
Café philosophers, heart on sleeve,
Little sips of courage before she leaves.

You ever feel that weight?
Like you’re carrying sky bricks in a Tesco bag?
Same, mate. Keep walking.

Tycker du att världen känns för stor,
nå, välan så spring från storebror,
ta dig sen dito en, dito två, dito tre,
så går det lättare.

Old gent down the allotment rows,
Whispers to his tomatoes as they grow.
Wool cap, flask, Radio Wales hum,
Weather app says rain but the sun’s still come.
He lost someone once, don’t talk much,
Tends the soil with a gentle touch.
Weeds or wildflowers? Who’s to say?
All of us bloom in our own weird way.

Young lad skint, pockets all bare,
Friday pint ‘cos he still don’t care.
Mates on the WhatsApp, banter’s alive,
Takes the long route home just to survive.
Council flat lights, moon on the wall,
Swears at the stars but forgives them all.
Life ain’t golden, but still it’s bright,
Even cold chips taste good at midnight.

Tycker du att skatten är för hög,
Lön som aldrig dög, hela livet sög
nå, välan ta så chill drill, puff puff pass
ta dig sen dito en, dito två, dito tre,
så går det lättare, ser du de?

Parent at 4AM, bleary-eyed stare,
Rocking the baby, whispered prayer.
Milk-stained T-shirt, “We’re alright, yeah?”
Heartbeat lullaby fills the air.
One day they’ll grow, dance on their own,
But tonight you’re together, safe, homegrown.
Lean into the moment, don’t rush through,
Even messy love is the purest true.

Tycker du att natten är för lång,
Mata, byta, gång på gång.
nå, välan ta dig då en stund,
ta dig sen dito en, dito två, dito tre,
så hittar du tillbaka till dig själv lättare.

Säg är du nöjd? min granne säg,
Så prisa värden nu till slut;
Om vi ha en och samma väg,
Så följoms åt; drick ut.
Men först med vinet rött och vitt,
För vår Värdinna bugom oss,
Och halkom sen i graven fritt,
Vid aftonstjärnans bloss.

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