Objects in the distant sun 
Blinding feared by everyone
Try and make your way back to your home again
No one here thinks they’re safe
They know the risks that they all take
But that does not matter to anyone
In between the moon and you
I look beyond the beauty view
And know that I won’t ever see it again 
Someone told me too wake up
I’m lost I fear that I’ll stay stuck
Here in this field for eternity

But I don’t want to comedown 
There’s too much panic in this town

Something’s taken hold of me
I’ve lost all sensibility
I know it’s not wright but it’s how it will be
Spent to long In this place 
Living with my mind in space
Now I have lost all sense of reality
There is a world that turns outside
I can’t runaway and hide
I know this is true and I’ll find my way back
Someone told me to wake up
I hear that voice and know that look
Everyone’s starring and wants me to be

But I don’t want to comedown 
There’s too much panic in this town

Comedown

Transcend

Produced Mixed Mastered By @dankenoetic Lyrics Written And Performed By U.Poet &  @fellpeepz

Classic - Feat. FellPeepz {Prod By Danke Noetic}

In a book and several widely read newspaper articles, the English journalist David Goodhart has identified a new cause for the vicious populism of our time. Le Pen, Brexit, Trump, the online hate culture - according to Goodhart, two new "meta-classes" (the "Anywheres" and the "Somewheres") have emerged in the global world, two completely different ways of living and feeling. According to Goodhart, these separate cultures are now competing against each other in a kind of new world culture war.

The picture shows: an altered extract from a photo somewhere out of the net

Somewhere, 3:33 am


Anyone awake again…? 
Now, 3:33 am…?

I was just looking… 
I was gazing…
I was just listening,
I was wondering…

Is it change that drives, 
Challenges and brings life, 
Even if failures are included?

Or is transformation 
A constant calculation 
Of loss, a humiliation?

And I was just looking… 
I was gazing…
I was just listening,
I was wondering…

You were somewhere, out there
You were not anywhere, no

Is it change that drives, 
Challenges and brings life, 
Even if failures are included?

Or is transformation 
A constant calculation 
Of loss, a humiliation?

I was just looking… 
And I was gazing
I was just freezing
While I was listening
And I was just looking
(For an answer
Of any kind)

You sang somewhere, out there
You were no anywhere, no
You were a somewhere, out there
You were not anywhere
Anywhere, anywhere, anywhere
(To find)

Somewhere, 3:33 am

This is a song I wrote for my grandma. She would tell me many stories growing up. I'll never forget them or how much she loved us all. 

Grandfaith

I remember when you'd hold me in your 
Arms when I was barely two
When you prayed every single day
You were always stronger and 
Sadder than I ever knew
Being with him made you that way

I remember the time that you saw 
Heaven from your bedroom view
You cried and laughed at the same
In your eyes I saw the peace
That broke your fear and made you new
And then it faded away

You saw heaven open up like rain
Even though he spoke to you irate
You saw heaven, I saw you could fabricate
All your hope into what you’d meditate

I've seen the others try to pray like you did
It keeps their demons at bay
But if you’ve ever heard a screaming angel
They sound exactly the same

I’ve seen your children cry
When they remember
That winter when you had made
Trinkets that you sold
With bleeding hands cold
So they could eat for a day

You saw heaven open up like rain
Even though he hurt you when irate
You saw heaven, I saw you could fabricate
All your love into what you’d meditate
Hold on tight because it fades away

Times have changed 
And so does faith
Have I really let go?
When it’s quiet, I feel a riot
Of song, deep in my soul: 
I can speak the words that killed
The bleeding martyr, hand in nails
The storms were silent
The waves until…

The father spoke and took these hills
I can see the world unseen
Speak in tongues I've seen in dreams 
Lift the serpent by the tail
Or call the plague that eats frail

You saw heaven open up like rain
Even though they beat me with that saving grace
You saw heaven, one I never can attain
Through the lies, they sell to keep the faith
Hold on tight, because it fades away
Hold on tight, because I'll fade away


Grandfaith

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ft. U.Poet x Dynamo-P (2024)

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Put That Work In - ft. U.Poet x Dynamo-P

Quite  A Stone

Produced by Reed Recording Company

Words by Ray Torres and Chris Howard

Artists:
Ray Torres: Guitar, Vocals
Shar Molina: Vocals
Chris Howard: Drums, vocals
Jake Voizen: Guitar
Monte Carl: percussion, vocals 
Natalie Daniels: Keyboards
Christina Elizabeth: Violin
Sean Drysdale: Bass, vocals

Quite a Stone (click mix)

Lyrics & Vocals by Ruviru
Composition by Daniil & Ruviru
Mixed & Mastered by Marco Stevancevic

The Mendicant

When ya feelin’ low-I’ll be there for you

Woody

This is a Bass Line Groove and walking totally improvised first take at 100BPM that I recorded. I took some conga 100BPM pattern and loop them in a track and mixed them together. Then my friend Francis played his drum track and he also done a piano track and solos parts

What D'you Say_Jazz (Steve Roy/fretless Bass-Francis Le Comte/Drums)

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