Release date: sep 5th 

lyrics: 
thought I'd never get this far
they say that we could have it all 
closer than I've ever been 
turns out some things are worse from within 

think it's good for you and for me 
that some things are kept out of reach 

falling behind 
falling behind 
I am falling behind 

what if all I ever do
is bathe in thoughts to remind me of you 
wanting what I haven't tried 
can't compare to what we left behind

think it's good for you and for me 
that some things are kept out of reach 

falling behind 
falling behind 
I am falling behind

Falling Behind

Every day I wake up,
To the days bad news.
War, death and pestilence
Are sharpening their tools.

I read it in the papers,
I watch it on TV,
The horsemen of the end of days
Coming for you and me.

Every night's a struggle,
Nothing's as it seems.
World War three and mushroom clouds
Haunt my broken dreams.

I wish I had a spaceship,
To leave the world behind,
Instead of feeling impotent,
Instead of walking blind.

This is our final bow
To crazed applause
We wonder how, we
Fluffed our lines,
And lost the plot,
Is this the best script
That we’ve got?


Standing at the station,
Waiting for my train,
I catch a glimpse of heaven,
Through the driving rain.

Where all mankind is valued,
None are feared or shunned,
I know that I sound crazy,
But I filled my heart with love.

Then I saw the headlines
“War is on the way”
“Fanatics fanning florid fears”
“Pollution here to stay”
I knew then it was hopeless
A mess we cannot right
So I buttoned up my raincoat
A lost soul in the night

This is our final bow
To crazed applause
We wonder how, we
Fluffed our lines,
And lost the plot,
Is this the best script
That we’ve got?

This is our final bow
This is our final bow
This is our final bow
This is our final bow

Our Final Bow

Life and its inevitable twists and turns is, quite literally, a mystery for most of us. We try our best to manage the mystery to our advantage and with varying degrees of success. This song explores some of the challenges and ends with sage advice: Live Your Mystery Well. Worth thinking about...just sayin'

Live Your Mystery Well

Indie Pop, Dreampop, Hypnagogic Pop, Neo-Psychedelica, Chillwave, Bedroom Pop, Jangle Pop, Indie Rock, Sophisti-Pop, Alternative

the painted bird

You fade in,
you fade out,
a light that can’t 
decide to stay.
I fall in, I fall through,
every time you pull away 
this way.

Almost Real

Desert of Mirrors

The desert reflects like broken glass. Silence turns into a mirror where the traveler meets his own shadow.

The desert stretches, endless wide,
A mirror of shadows where secrets hide.
Each step echoes, a fragile sound,
In silence of nowhere, truth is found.

The sands reflect, the sky deceives,
The heart remembers what the eye believes.

In the desert of mirrors, we wander alone,
Searching for faces we’ve already known.
Every reflection a story untold,
Every illusion a truth to behold.

The horizon bends, the light divides,
Time dissolves in shifting tides.
Mirages whisper, fragile and near,
The soul awakens when the path is clear.

Through the glass of the burning air,
I see myself waiting there.

In the desert of mirrors, we wander alone,
Searching for faces we’ve already known.
Every reflection a story untold,
Every illusion a truth to behold.

The silence breaks, the shadows fall,
The desert of mirrors reveals it all.


Desert of Mirrors

Waiting [demo]

She dreams of a man beyond the stars.

Each night, his presence overlaps in silence, the sky becomes a bridge fragile, oneiric, real. No words are needed; their souls already know.

Time bends when they lie down, together but apart, because this is not fantasy, it’s a transmission in sleep.

A love felt only in the spaces between dreams.

Oneiric Parallax

Oneiric Parallax (Lyra's dream Version)

just like we need rocks 
 to create
sand
i’ve begun 
the process
of erosion 

to process 
raw emotion

all at once 
drifting on 
lonely seas
only
memory 
only 
memory
all at once
all at once  

just like we need storms 
to destruct 
i’ve begun
to disrupt
and soften my emotion 
balance all devotion
balance all devotion 

all at once 
drifting on 
lonely seas
only
memory (and that's all that matters now)
only 
memory
all at once
all at once  

erosion of emotion

Blank Project III

Before We Knew

Salome

Skin

Blame Noel Gallagher. 

all music is mine, all recordings are mine. 
have a good day.  
much love xxx

Waiting [demo]

Mr. Dicky Waters

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