[Intro]
Mmm, yeah... Golden sweet... you know who you are...
Ah, feel that vibe...

[Verse 1]
Yo, look. Still here, everyday, dealing with the daily mad ting, innit?
Head on a swivel, always anticipating the next hit.
But then you step in, fam, light up the whole place, like pure sunshine.
Man's worries just melt away, swear down, like golden syrup, so fine.
They say I'm tapped, yeah, from the bits where the plod stay lurkin',
But with you, it's a different world, the whole system ain't workin'.
You're my remedy, my sweet escape, when the street pressure gets bare,
My mind goes clear, no stress, no care, you say "take me anywhere."
Yeah, you’re 10 out of ten, no cap, straight up, you’re a vision.
Just your presence, it blocks out the noise, silences all the division.
Like a proper good draw, your vibe got me buzzing, fully addicted,
Nah, can't front, this feeling's real, from day one, it's been predicted.

[Pre-Chorus]
My heart, it skips a beat, yeah, when we're moving as one,
Can't deny this feeling, it's just only begun.
Every moment with you, it just feels so complete,
Got me open, darling, can’t resist this sweet treat.

[Chorus]
You're my honey, pure and true, like liquid gold,
A taste so sweet, a story meant to unfold.
And if I could make one dream appear right, yeah,
That yearning would be for you, my love, to always stay near me, no fear.
You’re golden brown, you take all my troubles away,
Yeah, my honey, my love, you brighten my day.

[Verse 2]
Yo, it’s deeper than just vibes, it's like a proper need, fam, for real.
I'm addicted to your nectar, how your touch just makes me feel.
My palm in your jeans, head on my lap, bare intimacy, yeah.
This ain't no fake love, no pree, this connection is beyond compare.
Remember them days, when the whip was on empty, chasing that reload?
Now I'm just chasing you, fam, easing off the heavy load.
From serving the mandem, head all sweaty, clocking them late nights,
To chilling with you, seeing the stars, living the pure delights.
Them times I was vexed, just wishing I could just chicken and busy like some G.
Now, it's just you, honey, your kiss is pure therapy to me.
You're my stick treat, yeah, my special something, can't get enough of it,
Got me gassed, got me buzzing, this ain't no temporary hit.

[Pre-Chorus]
My heart, it skips a beat, yeah, when we're moving as one,
Can't deny this feeling, it's just only begun.
Every moment with you, it just feels so complete,
Got me open, darling, can’t resist this sweet treat.

[Chorus -  Sung]
You're my honey, pure and true, like liquid gold,
A taste so sweet, a story meant to unfold.
And if I could make one dream appear right, yeah,
That yearning would be for you, my love, to always stay near me, no fear.
You’re golden brown, you take all my troubles away,
Yeah, my honey, my love, you brighten my day.

[Bridge]
You're not at fault for your feelings, it's true,
I squandered a deep connection with you...
But can you unlock your spirit and pardon me?
I swear I'm the one who's truly meant for you... yeah, for you.

Man's gotta be your guy, no joke, that's the truth right there.
You're the only ting that makes sense when life gets bare.

Ah, my honey, so sweet, more than I can take...

You can name me whatever you're wanting,

Sweetheart, just ring...

Lift up your mobile, darling, yeah,

And let me hear your sweet song, yeah...

[Outro]
If I'm denied your true affection...
I desire absolutely nothing else...

My honey... you're my honey...

Sweet like pure gold... yeah...

So sweet... so content... 

Can't live without that honey kiss, fam...

Mmm... so close to me...

You're My Honey

[Intro]
"Jumpin' out the window..."
"Lettin' everythin' go..."

[Verse 1]
Yo, brain on overdrive, swear I'm losing my whole damn mind
A real twenty-first-century soul, one of a brand new kind
Think I'm an artist, paint pictures with these twisted rhymes
My boss might say "autistic," just different paradigms in my times
But who cares? This whole damn era is neuro-diverse, can't you see?
One moment I'm flying high, next moment I'm buried deep in misery
Must be the chemical swing, feeling bi-polar, maybe, who's to blame?
This whole damn structure’s fractured, the learning gates are closed, what a shame
But every single passage is open, the pathway brightly shows
We ain't got anything to lose, my brother, so you know we gonna roll.

[Pre-Chorus / Bridge]
They call me the quiet dude, you're the charming type, it's true
And we all know we're just human beings, through and through
Yeah, I'm the one who drifts, you're the one who shifts a pace
Me and you, bro, just human, in this wild, relentless human race.

[Chorus ]
Bless it be a beautiful end, yeah! (Uh huh)
Bless it be a beautiful end!
"Go... go..."
(Jumping out the window, yeah)
(Lettin' everything go, watch it all fade)
(Jumping out the window, whoa)
(Lettin' everything go, no, no, no...)

[Verse 2]
Come here, your whole existence is driving me insane, can't you tell?
You swear I'm going crazy when I just try to break your spell
Tell me, where in this wide world do you wanna truly reside?
I will show you the globe, with nowhere left for us to hide
You simply have to risk it, could be a hit or a big miss, a shot in the dark
A warm, tender embrace, or a soul-sealing kiss, leaving its mark
I could vanish tomorrow, no one would ever seek my name
Take a simple tablet, fall underneath a fast train, extinguishing the flame
Stabbed right outside the news building, soaked in pouring rain, what a scene
I should be focused on living, not dreaming of beautiful deaths, nah, you know what I mean.

[Pre-Chorus / Bridge]
Feeling superior, deep in my core here
But from my skin out, I'm just a human, no doubt, living in fear
And you're a human, too, and I'm a human, like you, living free
And we're all human, it's true, you and me, destined to be.

[Chorus]
Bless it be a beautiful end, yeah! (Let it go)
Bless it be a beautiful end!
"Go... go..."
(Jumping out the window, yeah)
(Lettin' everything go, watch it all fade)
(Jumping out the window, whoa)
(Lettin' everything go, no, no, no...)

[Verse 3]
You understand my affection, hope you feel the same way too, that's my plea
I love it when your body moves with that passion, it's truly a sight to see
Come here, stick right beside me, don't ever wander far, just stay near
Always be my little one, my shining, guiding star, banishing all fear
My single, sole desire, is for your sweet, gentle kiss, nothing less
This whole damn system’s broken, I’ve absolutely nothing to miss, in this mess
And I truly hope and I often pray that the moment of our love is at hand, understand?
You and I, you and me, we'll become one from two, do you understand, throughout the land?
And the whole wide world feels so wrong, I still hope we will stand strong enough, it's true
For we stand on our own, and the sole thing truly known is our deep love, for me and you.

[Outro]
"Jumpin' out the window..."
"Lettin' everythin' go..."
"Yeah... uh huh... beautiful end... yeah... we got nothin' to lose..."

Jumpin' Out The Window

[Intro]
"To... your... soul..."
"Cry... cry... cry..."

[Verse 1]
I left out one daybreak with my every possession in a worn black bag.
Standing on a platform, the rain and the chill on a broken, sad face.
They whispered, "Real men don't cry, feelings are just weakness, don't ever show you care."
"We need to know your side, where do you truly stand, right now?"

[Pre-Chorus/Build-up]
This fence, they say, you can't sit on it forever, no, not like this.
Too much noise, too much pressure, gotta choose a side, they scream.
Walking alone after dark, vulnerable in the city's neon glare.
A person in a van, they offered a fleeting ride…

[Chorus]
Flee away, turn around, get away, move on, escape it all (Ohhh-ohhh, yeah!)
Flee away, turn around, get away, move on, escape it all (Cryin' to your soul, to your soul, baby!)
Run from the trouble, run from confusion, from the expectation.
Run from the fear, from the judgment, from the constant societal pressure.

[Verse 2]
My first home will never grasp why I had to depart.
But the truths I now seek won't ever reveal themselves at home.
The kindness I crave won't ever be found in that old house.
So frightened then, of my own deep truth, and of everyone else's judging gaze.
Took the first train out of the Black Country's grit, to London's loud embrace.
A stranger offered you a place, nowhere else to go, nowhere else to hide.

[Bridge]
Whisper, my friend, whisper, whisper, my friend, whisper, whisper, my friend, whisper (Cry... cry... from within...)
Whisper, my friend, whisper, whisper, my friend, whisper, whisper, my friend, whisper (To your soul, to your soul, just to your soul)
More than you bargained for... that brief offer... that unexpected cost.
Hiding in plain sight, a secret kept inside, a silent inner lost.
A million faces, a million roles, just trying desperately to endure.
Men don't always have to be men... but love…

[Verse 3]
Pushed down and thrown around, always just a lonely boy.
You were the soul that they'd always discuss in this whole town as they put you low.
They laughed at effeminate ways, called them "just wrong," called them "puffs," made you conform.
But sometimes, you just gotta break, gotta let go, gotta weather the storm.
Expressing feelings, playing many parts, but still, your world feels like it's falling apart.

[Chorus]
Flee away, turn around, get away, move on, escape it all (Cryin' to your soul, cry to your soul, yeah!)
Flee away, turn around, get away, move on, escape it all (Ohhh, yeah, find your true soul!)
Run from the conformity, run from the confusion, it's time to make a stand.
Run from the shadow, from the pressure, walk across this promised land.

[Outro]
Time is a healer, they tell you, time can make things right.
You've known love and loss, you've lived through day and night.
Men don't always have to be men...
But love is always love…
"To your soul... love is love... cry... to your soul..."

The Fence

Act I – A King without Restraint
Brixton crowns Gil its unofficial “king” after he wins funding for a grassroots sports academy, yet he rules heavy-handed, hogging the mic at council meetings and dominating five-a-side pitches. His ego masks fear of the knife violence claiming Black teenagers at twice the national rate. 

To humble him, chance (rather than the gods) brings Kofi, freshly released from a pupil-referral unit, who floors Gil in a park kick-about. The clash blooms into brotherhood, each recognising the other’s rage at discriminatory stop-and-search ratios; Black Londoners are still searched five times more often than whites. 

[Intro]
"Unofficial king... heavy hand..."

I guess they don't believe him
And I think he don't believe too
So take all these burdens and go
You can take all these burdens and go
So take all these burdens and go

[Verse 1]
Weighed by ambition, deep
Can't quiet doubt anymore
Bearing the ache of the cuts, so bleak
All left cold across the floor
His pulse pounds with tension, steep
A king hides inside his courts
His pulse pounds with tension, steep
A king hides inside these doors

[Chorus]
Let it all work out, let it all work out
Let it all work out, let it all work out
Let it all work out, let it all work out
Let it all work out, let it all work out
"Heavy hand...", "Beneath the crown..."

[Verse 2]
I don't mind their sharp inhibition
Threw him against the wall
Mistakes from a blurred vision
It's harder to let them fall
From the essence of intuition
His answers didn't hear their calls
Laugh and leave with what you know
But the pain won't leave him at all

[Outro]
"Black teenagers at twice the rate..."

Brixton Resonance - Track 1 - Crown of Thorns

Act II – The Cedar-Concrete Quest
Determined to etch their names in history, the pair target Humba Security’s new luxury tower overlooking their estate. The building symbolises eviction notices and soaring rents; its cedar-panel façade is a literal nod to the ancient forest. One midnight, they livestream a guerrilla mural over the hoardings: “Homes for People, Not Profit.” Humba’s guards fall, more confused than bruised, echoing Humbaba’s futile pleas.

[Intro] 
"Homes for People..."

I guess we gotta make them see
And I think we gotta make them believe
So spray all these visions and go
You can spray all these visions and go
So spray all these visions and go

[Verse 1]
Crafting a new intention
Can't hide their plight no more
Wearing the mark of oppression
Left lying stark across the door
Their hearts beat with conviction
A message screams through the courts
Their hearts beat with conviction
A message screams through these doors

[Chorus]
Make it all work out, make it all work out
Make it all work out, make it all work out
Make it all work out, make it all work out
Make it all work out, make it all work out
"Not profit...", "For the people, now..."

[Verse 2]
I don't mind your cold inhibition
Push us against the wall
Cracks in your rich vision
It's harder to let them fall
From the wisdom of resistance
Our answers didn't hear their calls
Laugh and leave with what you know
But the truth won't vanish at all

[Bridge]
The surge of sound, faith in the brave of heart
And the moon reflects, the moon injects
A light on every word they've said
Surge of sound, rising in the air they've heard
And as the moon reflects, the moon injects
A light on every word they've said—worked out

[Outro] 
"Homes for People, Not Profit"

Brixton Resonance - Track 2 - Cedar & Concrete

Act III – The Minister’s Wrath & the Bull of Heaven

Isla Tarr MP, courting headlines, offers Gil a photo-op as a “model Black youth” if he’ll endorse her new immigration bill. He refuses, citing Windrush injustices that ruined his mother’s nursing career.

Humiliated, Tarr unleashes Project Taurus: armoured vans and horses charge a peaceful housing march. Gil and Kofi hold the banner line; viral drone footage of Taurus officers trampling prams evokes the Bull of Heaven rampage. The community celebrates when the pair force the unit to retreat, but the Home Office swears quiet vengeance.


[Intro]
"Isla Tarr MP announces new immigration bill..." 

I guess they just don't hear us
And I think they just don't care too
So take all these false smiles and go
You can take all these false smiles and go
So take all these false smiles and go

[Verse 1]
Facing this raw imposition
Can't quell our rage no more
Bearing the scars of the incision
Left lying stark across the floor
His spirit pounds with decision
A battle cries through the courts
His spirit pounds with decision
A battle cries through these doors

[Chorus]
We gotta make it work, we gotta make it work
We gotta make it work, we gotta make it work
We gotta make it work, we gotta make it work
We gotta make it work, we gotta make it work
"Windrush legacy!", "Hold the line!"

[Verse 2]
I don't mind their harsh inhibition
Throwing us against the wall
Errors of their cruel vision
It's harder to let them fall
From the courage of conviction
Our voices didn't hear their calls
Laugh and leave with what you know
But this injustice won't subside at all

[Bridge]
The crash of chaos, truth in the bold of heart
And the lens reflects, the lens projects
A light on every move they made
Crash of chaos, rising in the air they've heard
And as the lens reflects, the lens projects
A light on every move they made, worked out

[Outro] 
"Home Office swears quiet vengeance..."

Brixton Resonance - Track 3 - Project Taurus

Act IV – The Fall of Kofi
Weeks later, plain-clothes officers stop Kofi outside the youth club recently stripped of council funds.  A scuffle ends with a taser discharge; Kofi’s heart fails. Gil’s grief mirrors the ancient epic: he wanders London’s night buses, staring at empty seats where his brother should be, and curses every CCTV camera that saw but did not save him.

[Intro]
I guess I don't believe it
And I think you won't believe too
So take all these memories and go
You can take all these memories and go
So take all these memories and go

[Verse 1]
Shattered by the decision
Can't hold this pain no more
Bearing the weight of the incision
Left cold and stark across the floor
His own heart pounds with precision
A brother dies inside his courts
His own heart pounds with precision
A brother dies inside these doors

[Chorus]
Why didn't it work out? Why didn't it work out?
Why didn't it work out? Why didn't it work out?
Why didn't it work out? Why didn't it work out?
Why didn't it work out? Why didn't it work out?
"Empty seat...", "Saw but didn't save..."

[Verse 2]
I don't mind their blank inhibition
Threw him against the wall
Mistakes of their cold vision
It's harder to let him go
From the silence of this prison
No answers hear his loud calls
Grief and leave with what you know
But the sorrow won't subside at all

[Bridge]
The flood of tears, faith in the gone of heart
And the moon neglects, the moon reflects
No light on everything they've said
Flood of tears, drowned in the words I've heard
And as the moon neglects, the moon reflects
No light on everything they've said—worked out

[Chorus]
Why didn't it work out? Why didn't it work out?
Why didn't it work out? Why didn't it work out?
Why didn't it work out? Why didn't it work out?
Why didn't it work out? Why didn't it work out?
"Empty seat...", "Saw but didn't save..."

[Outro]
"Kofi..."

Brixton Resonance - Track 4 -  Empty Seat

Act V – Gil’s Journey beyond the Thames
Haunted by mortality, Gil rides the London Overground to Stonebridge to seek Mr Dawkins, the Windrush elder whose Bridge Park centre once turned a derelict bus depot into Europe’s largest Black-led enterprise. Dawkins recounts floods of failed policies and triumphs of community resilience, London’s own Deluge story. He sets Gil a test: organise a 72-hour “Awake-a-thon” of art, sport and debate in the centre’s fading halls.
Gil barely lasts 30, collapsing from exhaustion. Still, Dawkins’ wife slips him a file, plans for a city-wide youth network, “Project Lifeline.” In it lies the “plant of renewal”: sustained investment that could outlive any one person.

[Intro] 
"Community resilience..."

I guess I must believe them
And I think we all must believe too
So take all these teachings and grow
You can take all these teachings and grow
So take all these teachings and grow

[Verse 1]
Seeking a new direction
Can't hold this knowledge no more
Bearing the tales of their nation
Left laid bare across the floor
His own heart pounds with conviction
A story blooms inside these courts
His own heart pounds with conviction
A story blooms inside these doors

[Chorus]
Let it all work out, let it all work out
Let it all work out, let it all work out
Let it all work out, let it all work out
Let it all work out, let it all work out
"Awake-a-thon...", "Lifeline..."

[Verse 2]
I don't mind their long inhibition
Held us against the wall
Mistakes of a past vision
It's harder to let them fall
From the wisdom of tradition
His answers heard their calm calls
Learn and leave with what you know
And this spirit won't subside at all

[Bridge]
The flood of voices, hope in the brave of heart
And the sun protects, the sun projects
A light on every dream they've shared
Flood of voices, rising in the wisdom heard
And as the sun protects, the sun projects
A light on every dream they've shared—worked out

[Chorus]
Let it all work out, let it all work out
Let it all work out, let it all work out
Let it all work out, let it all work out
Let it all work out, let it all work out
"Awake-a-thon...", "Lifeline..."

[Outro] 
"Plant of renewal..."



Brixton Resonance - Track 5 - Awake-a-thon Blues

Act VI – The Serpent’s Theft and the Return
No sooner has Gil secured seed funding than Specu-Let PLC acquires Bridge Park for luxury flats, citing “urban regeneration.” The serpent of capital devours the plant. Gil slumps on the canal towpath, realising that legacy can be stolen like youth centres, murals or even lives.

[Intro]
"urban regeneration" , "luxury developments," 
I guess I don't believe them
And I think they won't believe too
So take all these promises and go
You can take all these promises and go
So take all these promises and go

[Verse 1]
Crushed by the new decision
Can't fight this force no more
Bearing the loss of the vision
Left raw and cold across the floor
His tired heart pounds with caution
A future dies inside his courts
His tired heart pounds with caution
A future dies inside these doors

[Chorus]
When will it work out? When will it work out?
When will it work out? When will it work out?
When will it work out? When will it work out?
When will it work out? When will it work out?
"Stolen youth...", "Serpent's greed..."

[Verse 2]
I don't mind their slick inhibition
Pushed us against the wall
Errors of their grand vision
It's harder to just let it fall
From the ruins of tradition
No answers hear his loud calls
Take and leave with what you know
But this bitterness won't subside at all

[Bridge]
The flood of sorrow, hope in the broken heart
And the shadow falls, the shadow sprawls
No light on everything they've done
Flood of sorrow, sinking in the depths I've run
And as the shadow falls, the shadow sprawls
No light on everything they've done—worked out

[Chorus]
When will it work out? When will it work out?
When will it work out? When will it work out?
When will it work out? When will it work out?
When will it work out? When will it work out?
"Stolen youth...", "Serpent's greed..."

[Chorus]
When will it work out? When will it work out?
When will it work out? When will it work out?
When will it work out? When will it work out?
When will it work out? When will it work out?
"Stolen youth...", "Serpent's greed..."

Brixton Resonance - Track 6 - Serpent's Grip

Epilogue – The Walls that Speak
Back in Brixton, Gil channels grief into brick and verse. He and local masons restore a forgotten railway arch into The Kofi Centre, etching its walls with stories of every young life lost to violence or policy. He inscribes Kofi’s name beside his own, finally understanding Utnapishtim’s lesson: the city remembers what its people build together. Immortality is communal.

[Intro]
I guess I now believe it
And I think we all believe it too
So take all these lessons and build
You can take all these lessons and build
So take all these lessons and build

[Verse 1]
Driven by a new decision
Can't hold this silence no more
Bearing the echoes of this incision
Etched bright and deep across the wall
His steady heart pounds with precision
A legacy lives inside these courts
His steady heart pounds with precision
A legacy lives inside these doors

[Chorus]
We'll make it all work out, we'll make it all work out
We'll make it all work out, we'll make it all work out
We'll make it all work out, we'll make it all work out
We'll make it all work out, we'll make it all work out
"Communal truth...", "Walls remember..."

[Verse 2]
I don't mind their past inhibition
Pushed us against the wall
Mistakes of their flawed vision
It's easier to let them fall
From the strength of our tradition
Our answers heard their true calls
Build and leave with what we know
And this spirit won't fade at all

[Bridge]
The flood of stories, faith in the shared of heart
And the walls reflect, the walls project
A light on everything we've made
Flood of stories, living in the words we've heard
And as the walls reflect, the walls project
A light on everything we've made—worked out

"Homes for People"
"Homes for People..."

I guess we gotta make them see
And I think we gotta make them believe
So spray all these visions and go
You can spray all these visions and go
So spray all these visions and go

[Verse 3]
Crafting a new intention
Can't hide their plight no more
Wearing the mark of oppression
Left lying stark across the door
Their hearts beat with conviction
A message screams through the courts
Their hearts beat with conviction
A message screams through these doors

[Chorus]
Make it all work out, make it all work out
Make it all work out, make it all work out
Make it all work out, make it all work out
Make it all work out, make it all work out
"Not profit...", "For the people, now..."

Brixton Resonance - Track 7 - The Walls That Speak

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