Beautiful voice, great song. like the lyrics

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Fasten your seat belts and head into space with this guitar driven track. Another collaboration between Graham J Williams and Heliopolis 5.
Words & Music: Graham Williams   -   Produced by Graham Williams & Heliopolis 5
Lead & Backing vocals: Graham Williams
Lead Guitars & Rhythm Guitars: Graham Williams
Brass, Bass, Drums & Keyboards: Heliopolis 5

Check out more of Heliopolis 5's excellent work by visiting his page: @user-555484870.

Sooner  or  later,  sooner  or  later,
Let the engines glow,  3  2  1  let's  go
Sooner  or  later,  we'll  head  for  the  stars,
We've  been  to  the  Moon,  got  a  date  set  for  Mars,
Space  exploration,  to  places  afar,
Sooner  or  later  we'll  go,  no doubt  about  it  I   know
Space  exploration,  creates  fascination
Planets  beyond  our  Sun,  we  can't  be the only one
Out  there  beyond  the  stars  we  can  see,
Light  years  away,  lots  more  galaxies,
Head  for  the  future,  for  our  destiny,
Sooner  or  later  we'll  go,  no doubt  about  it  I   know
Alien  creatures,  might  even  reach  us,
From  planets  beyond  our  Sun,  we  can't  be  the  only  one
The  stars  that  we  see  are  just  suns  in  the  skies,
On  some  distant  planets  not  seen  by  our  eyes,
We've  got  to go  out  there,  to  enlighten  our  lives
Sooner  or  later  we'll  go,  no doubt  about  it  I   know
Sooner  or  later,  sooner  or  later,      
The  journey  has  just  begun,
Travelling  beyond  our  Sun,      
The  journey  has  just  begun,            
Sooner  or  later, sooner  or  later, we'll  go

Sooner or Later

D-Die Donau

Kings from Underground

Oasis Dancer

Quick start

Oh,
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
Ohhhhhhhhb
Don't you know?

The ones we idolize
The ones we adore
They're just people like us
And They're nothing more
Something about them
No one wants to admit
Yeah, They're just like us
And everybody has to shit

Shit
Shit
Shit
Shit
Shiiiiiiiiiit

There's nothing wrong with it

When we see that hot model
With that perfect ass
Let us not forget
That she too must pass gas
Its not improper
And its not impolite
We all know a good fart
Will make us feel alright

And the rich ones
they do it too
Shit stains in underwear
It doesn't just happen
To you

It happens
To the privileged
Too

Am I being vile
Do you not want to hear
Even billionaires
Get diarrhea
Even the wealthy
Think they can squeak
Out a simple fart
But when it's something else
Do they fall apart?
Do they leave their messes
For someone else to clean?
Polish up that asshole
Layer it with Vaseline

Do the rich miss
When they piss
Leave a puddle on the floor
Leave it for the cleaning whore
Do they flush
Or let someone else
Do it for them
Yes, I wonder about these things
Mental mayhem

Rich people they Shit too
No matter what they say or do
They sit where the odor lingers
They wipe, and sometimes
Get shit on their fingers
Dont pretend it never
Happened to you
It happens to
Rich people too

When we see them
On awards shows
In the audience
Every body knows
Someone there is fasting
Somebody has gas
But let's ignore
All of that
And kiss their fucking ass
You won't see that behavior from me
Because I can see
What they are
Really.

Every living thing
Shits
Ain't no way of
Escaping it
And I didn't mention it
But it's something that matters
Is that everyone also
Carries with them filling bladders
So don't ever be amiss

The ones we idolize
Shit and piss.

Yes the ones we idolize
Shit

And

Piss



Our Heroes Do It Too

Angry_Jukebox

I don't know, why I am into Hip Hop and EDM lately, but I can not help it. And I have no idea where to publish it, so SC is my place for my out of place tracks. I was very impressed by the power of this woman defending the rights of the Maori-people, so it inspired me to make a track out off her speech at the New Zealand parliament. If you want to know more about the event read this article:
https://www.theguardian.com/world/2025/jun/05/new-zealand-mps-who-performed-haka-in-parliament-given-record-suspensions

Ā upane, ka upane

A haunting acoustic ballad born from coffee-stained memories and whispered truths. The vocals interweave like shadows dancing on ceiling cracks, finding beauty in broken fragments of love. Cathedral builders with clay hands reaching for forever, discovering grace in the yearning. Sometimes the most powerful stories live in what we leave unsaid.

Coffee rings on yesterday's letter  
Ink still bleeding through the page  
Words we carved in whispered weather  
Now they're ghosts inside this cage  

Your shadow's dancing on the ceiling  
While I'm tracing all the cracks  
In the silence, I'm still feeling  
Every bridge we can't walk back  

And I'm reading between the lines  
Of everything we left unsaid  
All the truth that we disguised  
Is living in my head  

So I'll hold onto the fragments  
Of the light we used to make  
Even broken, there's still magic  
In the chances that we take  
And maybe we're just learning  
How to breathe inside the storm  
Finding beauty in the burning  
Of the love that keeps us warm  

Midnight conversations echo  
Through these hollow, empty rooms  
Every memory's a window  
To the garden where we bloomed  

But the seasons keep on turning  
And the colors start to fade  
Still I feel that old fire burning  
In the mess that we have made  

And I'm reading between the lines  
Of the person I became  
When you held me through the nights  
And whispered out my name  

So I'll hold onto the fragments  
Of the light we used to make  
Even broken, there's still magic  
In the chances that we take  
And maybe we're just learning  
How to breathe inside the storm  
Finding beauty in the burning  
Of the love that keeps us warm  

We were cathedral builders  
With our hands made out of clay  
Reaching for forever  
But forever slipped away  

Now I'm standing in the ruins  
Of the dreams we thought we'd share  
But I swear I still can feel you  
In the music in the air  

So I'll hold onto the fragments  
Let them cut me as they shine  
There's a story in the damage  
Of your heart bleeding through mine  
And maybe we're just learning  
That some love is meant to scar  
Finding grace inside the yearning  
For the light of what we are  

Coffee rings on yesterday's letter  
Ink still bleeding through the page  
But the words are getting better  
As I'm turning every page

Between the Lines

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The initial track: https://soundcloud.com/syntaleta/after-the-midnight

Our Heroes Do It Too

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