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20.03.2024 New Spring 1

Mona Lisa

Took a face from some dire play

that long ago had wound its way

'cross cobblestone and battlefield



Took a face from Hamlet's daughter

all abloom with watery dark lines

sunshine could've never healed



Yes,  we took a face from daVinci's dream

of life made easy by machine

sight is all ablaze



We took those dark no color eyes

of some nameless man who

left this grass so long ago



And see the rich so elegant all dismal red

the speakeasy pallor all gay

and thick with smoke



Slowly avert your eyes

those eyes of love from who you

see milling this Chandler floor



Our face we adore and adorn and will

never forget what it looked

in its youth



Soon look again at the Play and the scenes

that keep changing authors

all on their own



See,  Robert Heinlein was right and it only figures

we have dreamed up some

outrageous creatures



It's a big universe



Show me your face in that dire play

you've been secretly writing,  my friends,

the one that is fevered and sorely bruised



Or I'll see that young lady before me

what she has writ before will suddenly

vanish her just like she planned



I cannot demand that the uncertain happen

only put it in a special place deep

in a bottle



My handwriting suffers and futures get broken

when I face a blank page, staring

hypnotic slut



Cut off my hands if you think I'm endangering

any lives Saddam

knows the scene



My face is on fire

I place it on the wall all smokey and

glow as it sits behind bulletproof glass

Mona Lisa - Millie Sievert and The Radioactive Five

Back on my shit

When the letters came back, sealed with no,
In the quiet defeat, where did my dreams go?
You were there, your silent gaze held me tight,
A whisper in the gloom, a beacon in the night.

Pages scattered, the theories hard to bind,
In the maze of knowledge, peace hard to find.
Yet, there you were, in your unwavering way,
A constant in chaos, turning night to day.

Through every trial, every silent plea,
In the echo of my steps, it was you and me.
In the depths of despair, where no one could see,
You were my strength, my solace, my key.

When the cupboards were bare, the future unclear,
In the throes of loneliness, feeling no one near.
Your shadow beside me, a comforting light,
In the cold, in the silence, through the longest night.

Dreams pursued, with a heart so frail,
A nervous wreck, as hopes set sail.
Dreams lost, in the wind, they'd wail,
Yet, in your quiet support, I'd never fail.

The tears that fell, in the solitude of fears,
Unseen, unheard, in the passing of years.
Yet, you stood by me, through the storms we'd brave,
In every whispered doubt, in every wave.

As years passed, the climb steep and sheer,
Life's burdens heavier, with each passing year.
But in every moment of doubt, every fear,
Your steadfast love was always near.

Through every trial, every silent plea,
In the echo of my steps, it was you and me.
In the depths of despair, where no one could see,
You were my strength, my solace, my key.

Now, with the moon's whisper, casting shadows above,
You are here, with your warmth and your love,
As the world turns, in time's wide sweep.
You are softly purring on my lap, in peaceful sleep.

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Perhaps our most beautiful song. About a beautiful soul. About a journey that many of us hold dear—a tribute to the guardians in our lives. This song unfolds the story of resilience, of silent battles fought, and the unwavering support found in our most loyal companions. This song is very close to our hearts, inspired by the quiet moments of companionship that have brightened my darkest days. We hope it resonates with you, bringing back memories of shared glances, silent understanding, and the unconditional love that defines these relationships.

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Always There

I was working on a new track one morning, worrying about the lack of response we'd had overnight from our daughter, who was travelling.

An hour later, we got the news that she had died in her sleep. She was just 18.

It was touch and go whether I would carry on producing new music given the association with her death, and given the very strong emotions that music brings out.

It quickly become clear that music was my lifeline, and that producing new tracks helped me to grieve - to remain in touch with the torrent of emotions and express them creatively and in the only way I knew how. The music I produced from then on has been indelibly changed and shaped by these emotions.

My daughter loved music, and had eclectic and mature taste for a late teenager. Every track on this album was written during the first two years of my grief, and every one has a connection to my daughter, or to our grief.

This record is dedicated to her, and to all who have known grief. It is released on what would have been her 21st Birthday.

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This song describes the ideals of the graphics on my album cover of how I saw myself and actually lived in the Bronx in the 90s and early 2000s a warzone is what grew up in and raised my kids in, to be honest, my part of the Bronx was dubbed as the wild west because of all the shootings there I seen a lot of children get hit by stray bullets even my own family per se 30 years later i notice it calms down so it us time to tell this story my side of the bronx much respect you are appreciated please share

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