Why Always On My Mind

Baptised In Tears

Written, performed and recorded by Matthew Sedivy
Drums and mixing by Cian Riordan
Mastered by Ruairi O'Flaherty of Nomograph Mastering

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the way it goes

Words and music by Samuel Koechlin.
Recorded and mixed by Daniel Schlett at Outlier Studios, Mountain Dale, NY and Soundwork International, New York City, NY.
Mastered by Greg Calbi at Sterling Sound Studios, Edgewater, NJ.
Cover photo by Tobias Sutter, design by Stefan Tschumi.
All rights (c)(p) 2024 Sam Himself
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Main vocal: Samuel Koechlin
Backing vocals: Boshra AlSaadi
Bass: Josh Werner
Drums: Daniel Schlett, Samuel Koechlin
Keys / synth: Samuel Koechlin, Daniel Schlett
Acoustic guitar: Samuel Koechlin
Electric guitar: Samuel Koechlin, Josh Werner, Daniel Schlett

Dance With Me

Lyrics:

Wandering through the silence, self I cannot find
Echoes in the distance, fragments of my mind
Pieces of a puzzle, scattered in the wind
In this inner labyrinth, where do I begin?

What have I become? Layers stripped away
Searching for the core, in shades of gray
Whispers of the soul, secrets buried deep
In this quiet moment, awakening from sleep
Oh-oh-oh, what have I become?
Lost within reflection, answers come undone

Walking empty streets, shadows by my side
Faces fade to blur, nowhere left to hide
Reaching for connection, touch the vacant air
In this crowded solitude, does anyone care?

What have I become? Layers stripped away
Searching for the core, in shades of gray
Whispers of the soul, secrets buried deep
In this quiet moment, awakening from sleep

Say, Illusions fade, barriers fall
Dancing with my shadows, hear the call
Illusions fade, barriers fall
Dancing with my shadows, hear the call

Far the sky beyond, in my soul I fly
Without the masks I've worn, I feel a different side
Far the sky beyond, in my soul I fly
Without the masks I've worn, I feel a different side
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Produced, Programming & Arranged by isle seong
Mixed & Mastered by isle seong

Streaming

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Reasons

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Old Love Letters

Yada Yada (Show Me More)

Yada Yada (Show Me Now)

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The Power Of Thought

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Transistor Hymn

They had their beads on they had their booze
There were tourists from Oklahoma and Baton Rouge
They had a tour guide and some baby blues
They went sightseeing voodoo

We started our journey at Saint Louis
Mama's grandpa he was a spooky dude
And just as we reached Marie Laveau's tomb
We heard somebody say voodoo

The tourist group was led astray
By a man who went by Rufus Ray
But I couldn't quite hear the rest they said
Cause mama looked up at me and she whispered
They never came home from the French Quarter
They never came home from the French Quarter
They never came home from the French Quarter
They never came home from the French Quarter

I think it was Grandma who told me the story
A while back at a family reunion
And ever since that night I had wondered
About the legend of Rufus

So I went back to where they all disappeared
But I didn't find nothin just drank a few beers
But I still can't forget what they whispered in my ear
And I wish that I could go back

To when the tourist group was led astray
By a man who went by Rufus Ray
But I couldn't quite hear the rest they said
Cause mama looked up at me and she whispered
They never came home from the French Quarter
They never came home from the French Quarter
They never came home from the French Quarter
They never came home from the French Quarter

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