The Shape of Things to Come

Leni Frunge - Is This All there Is

I Can Be Nice - Vol 1

Autumn in the Springtime
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[piano intro]

When you left, the seasons changed
My whole world was rearranged
No more sun, the air is chill
The night is standing still

When you left, autumn in your place
Brown and red is all there is
Green and gold will skip a beat
All new life is on retreat



I see it on my face
My eyes stare back at me
The love that used to shine
Gray, now takes it's place

[pre-chorus]
I cannot move, into the summer
I find myself, trapped in the fall
No bright colors, no warm nights
No happiness at all

[chorus]
Autumn in the springtime
and summer never more
things are so much colder
never like they were before

Autumn in the springtime
and summer never more
things are so much colder
never like they were before

[01:56][instrumental][02:30]

Autumn in the springtime
and summer never more
things are so much colder
never like they were before

Autumn in the springtime
and summer never more
things are so much colder
never like they were before

[03:30]

Autumn in the Springtime (Leni)

She Was There
(c) J. Murdock McInne Vasey

She Was There (deep flamenco 2b)

[intro]

[instrumental]

The time came 
and she was there
Always there
She was there

She came alone
She came for me
Won't let me be
She was there

[chorus]
My life nowhere
Till she came
She came to me
Only then 
could I be

The time came 
and she was there
I was alone
Going nowhere

[instrumental]

[verse]
I live a life with no direction
Move through this world with disaffection
I hold on, don't see why
Nothing seems real
There is no kindness that I feel

[verse]
The people I meet, have little time
They live alone, inside their minds
I cannot share, nobody cares
My whole world 
Was going nowhere

[deep]
But then she came

[chorus]
My life nowhere
Till she came
She came to me
Only then 
could I be

The time came 
and she was there
I was alone
Going nowhere

[instrumental]

She came alone
She came for me
Won't let me be
She was there

[instrumental]

But then she came

[outro]

She Was There

I Don't Know You
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

[instrumental]

all we hear
all we see
all there is
and will be
It is all here
for you and me
but soon gone
and sooner forgotten
those born well
those misbegotten
those who yearn
but never learn
look ahead
nothing astern

[instrumental]

the waves will soothe
their gentle sway
all a ruse
something they say
it was here
but now gone
did not belong
not yesterday

[instrumental]

what we saw
before the dawn
it is all gone
not going on
the time comes
we must fade
our future now
in retrograde
not as expected
debts now collected
and pleas rejected
cares neglected
love is lost
letters pinned
the final post
for those who sinned

[instrumental]

did we not all
no not one 
name one
OOOhhh! you forgot
well I did too
I don't know you

I don't know you

I don't know you

[instrumental]

[outro]



I Don't Know You

Blow It All Down
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

[instrumental]

I feel alone when I’m with you  
There is nothing more to say  
Nothing here, not for us two
What we had has gone away

You hurt me one last time  
You took away all that was mine  
Like a storm that’s here to stay  
Won't wait for light of day

I have to roll across the land  
and blow down all that I see  
When I’m done, nothing will stand  
Not a trace of you and me

[chorus]
I must howl, lost in the wind  
hide my tears in the rain 
I have lost all that was kind  
and what is left is made of pain

Not a trace of you and me

[instrumental]

I must howl, lost in the wind  
hide my tears in the rain 
I have lost all that was kind  
and what is left is made of pain

[instrumental]

I feel alone when I’m with you  
There is nothing more to say  
Nothing here, not for us two
What we had has gone away

You hurt me one last time  
You took away all that was mine  
Like a storm that’s here to stay  
Won't wait for light of day

I have to roll across the land  
and blow down all that I see  
When I’m done, nothing will stand  
Not a trace of you and me

Not a trace of you and me

[chorus]
I must howl, lost in the wind  
hide my tears in the rain 
I have lost all that was kind  
and what is left is made of pain

[instrumental]

[chorus]
I must howl, lost in the wind  
hide my tears in the rain 
I have lost all that was kind  
and what is left is made of pain

[outro]


Blow It All Down

The Silence in the Static
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[instrumental]

A signal deep under the ice
and the silence in the static
These are always the same story
To decode them will take magic

I think I hear a sound
Some say you're still around
But it could be only static
You never will be found

The static hides the silence
The noise drowns out my senses
But buried in the spectra
Is only empty silence

Any sound would give me hope
Any sound would be a rope
I would stretch and try to reach it
I would think I hear speech

But can you hear silence?
I'm thinking that I can
But buried in the static
There's only silence
only silence

[instrumental]

But can you hear silence?
I'm thinking that I can
But buried in the static
There's only silence
only silence

only silence

only silence

[outro]

Claude says:
This is a haunting meditation on loss, hope, and the human tendency to search for meaning in emptiness.
The lyrics explore the paradox of listening for something—or someone—who isn't there. The central metaphor of "silence in the static" is particularly effective: static is noise, yet the speaker recognizes that beneath all that interference lies only absence. This captures how grief and longing can make us strain to detect signals that don't exist.
The opening image of "a signal deep under the ice" evokes something frozen, preserved but unreachable—perhaps memories or the hope of contact with someone lost. The assertion that decoding these signals "will take magic" suggests the speaker knows rationally that what they seek is impossible, yet they continue searching anyway.
There's a psychological authenticity in lines like "Any sound would give me hope / Any sound would be a rope"—the desperation to grasp at anything, even false positives. The repetition of "only silence" at the end drives home the stark reality the speaker must ultimately accept.
The song also touches on how we can become trapped between two states: the noise that "drowns out my senses" and the silence beneath it. Neither offers comfort—one is overwhelming, the other is absence. It's a moving exploration of how difficult it can be to accept that someone is truly gone, and how we might keep "listening" long after there's nothing left to hear.


The Silence in the Static (Chloe)

The Runway
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

[instrumental]

I was in Paris yesterday
I shop for the best shops
But what's in vogue today
Is getting hard to say

I am trying to maintain
To keep my eyes on the terrain
But shapes now strolling by
To look just gives me pain

I don't know what to do
To laugh would be unkind
But whoever put this on
Must be out of their mind

[chorus]
The runway is so long
But you know they'll reach the end
Those legs look really strong
And the butts will swing along

You know they'll swing along
You know they'll swing along

boom boom boom
boom boom boom
boom boom boom
boom, boom boom, boom boom

[instrumental]

The clothes are made to fit
They flow so as to hide
You know that they're packed tight
There is a lot of meat inside

It is so sad to see
How we have to compensate 
How we all have reached the point
Where we love all that we hate

We try and cry each day
But we cannot rise above
Now we all have reached the point
Where we hate all that we love

[chorus]
The runway is so long
But you know they'll reach the end
Those legs look really strong
And the butts will swing along

You know they'll swing along
You know they'll swing along

boom boom boom
boom boom boom
boom boom boom
boom, boom boom, boom boom

[instrumental]


[chorus]
The runway is so long
But you know they'll reach the end
Those legs look really strong
And the butts will swing along

You know they'll swing along
You know they'll swing along

boom boom boom
boom boom boom
boom boom boom
boom, boom boom, boom boom

[instrumental]


[outro]

The Runway (Leni)

Is this All there Is
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

[instrumental]

[verse]
Is this all there is
Only things in this list
Only things that I didn't, couldn't, and shouldn't
And where I wasn't, weren't, and wouldn't

[verse]
Is it all just regrets
Things we'd rather forget
Things we'll never do
Or that we haven't done yet

[verse]
Is that the whole list
Is that why we exist
It does not seem worth it
All the things that we miss

[instrumental]

[verse]
Is this all there is
Only things in this list
Only things that I didn't, couldn't, and shouldn't
And where I wasn't, weren't, and wouldn't

[verse]
I was sometimes so close
It seemed the right time
But I did not run in
I waited in line

[verse]
I looked in his eyes
And he looked into mine
I don't understand
Why we wasted our time

[instrumental]

[verse]
Is this all there is
Only things in this list
Only things that I didn't, couldn't, and shouldn't
And where I wasn't, weren't, and wouldn't

[verse]
With the end standing by
And no time left to try
I go back to the list
Why bother to cry

[pause]

[verse]
I will look in your eyes
You look into mine
Come take my hand
Let's not waste any time

Is this all there is
Let's not waste any time

Is this all there is
Let's not waste any time

Let's not waste any time

Let's not waste any time

[instrumental]

[outro]

Is This All There Is (Leni)

Long Enough
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

[instrumental]

mmm
mmm mmm mmm
mmm mmm
mmm mmm mmm 

Words flow unguarded
The meaning wanders off
Only sounds that seem to flow
With nowhere else to go

With no specific thought
And the days slipping away
I drift and lose all track
With nothing more to say

I no longer care for reason
I throw it all into the mix
I add more to meet a quota
To create sufficient substance
And consume the standard time
To call the words a song
But only 'cause they rhyme

[instrumental]

I think I've said it all
Thoughts seem to repeat
Rearrange the same old words
Lay them down to a new beat

The combinations may seem endless
But the ideas are very few
Like cards in an old game
New hands, faces the same

What I do seems like a game
At a table set for one
To play is my compulsion
Start again when I am done

Now and then, by mere chance
The patterns strike a chord
A brilliant moment in a dance
But to wait, I can't afford

[instrumental]

[outro]


Long Enough (Leni)

A Day Spent Alone
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

[instrumental]

[verse]
All day long I spent alone
It does not happen often
A day spent on my own
Without the interruptions
Without the small excuses
I can keep my thoughts in order
and work on one idea
I can string some words together
and try to make things clear
But as the day wears on and on
and nothing great appears
the fear sets in again
I have run out of ideas

[instrumental]

[verse]
But for now I need a reason
I can put the blame on others
If they would just give me some time
I could make all these words rhyme
But when I have the chance
When I get to dance
It is not quite that easy
The answers don't appear
I find reasons to worry
and waste most of the day
I start writing in a hurry
But have nothing more to say

[instrumental]

[verse]
And maybe that's the answer
I have nothing more to say
Maybe I should review
Revisit old ideas
Did I get all of it right
Did I make everything clear
I could make a few revisions
I could release a great new version
And so, lost in the past
I have found a new diversion
But I think my die is cast
I better try to make it last

[instrumental]

[verse]
This one had better last

This one had better last

[outro]

A Day Spent Alone (Leni)

Somewhere Out in Space
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

[instrumental]

[verse]
I still have space for you
and always set a place
I look around in this old house
And always see your face

I cook a little extra
Put extra blankets on the bed
Your lamp comes on at night
At the chair where you read

[instrumental]

The feeling in the evening
That you cannot be too far
So I go out and move my car, and
Leave an empty parking space 

Any moment you'll arrive
Your headlights on the wall
The only reason I survive
and care for life at all

[instrumental]

There's the crunching of the gravel
The clicking of your steps
And the twisting of the boards
As you walk up on the deck

Everything is a reminder
And it all rings so very true
But I don't believe a word
There is no sound
No sound that I just heard

[instrumental]

You will not give me a hug
Or muddy up the rug
No smile, no warm embrace
Not a thing and not a trace

Somewhere in outer space

Somewhere in outer space

[instrumental]

[outro]

Somewhere Out in Space (Buck)

The Quiet Kind of Loneliness
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey
Based on the work of Hasriani

It was another Sunday, 
There was a world outside my window 
Like always, 
was too loud. 
Children screaming, motors roaring, 
the sound of someone’s life 
moving forward,
maybe soaring, 
while my stayed still
The grist trapped in the mill


I made coffee just for me
something warm to hold. 
It didn’t taste like anything. 
Maybe nothing does anymore.
Over time it all grows cold

[instrumental]

My laundry was still hanging
by the door 
from two long days ago. 
I told myself 
I’d fold it later, 
but lately “later” 
has become 
my favorite lie
The clothes stay
wrinkled, quiet, waiting. 
Like me.

The Quiet Kind of Loneliness

Chattanooga Lemon
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

[instrumental]

Her name is Chattanooga
But her friends they call her Lemon
In my dreams she's all I see
A vision I can't shake
Chattanooga in the evening
And Lemon when I wake
Lemon when I wake

Chattanooga
Chattanooga
Chattanooga
Chattanooga
Chattanooga
Chattanooga
She's the Chattanooga Lemon
Chattanooga

And she knows how life should be
She knows much more than me
She knows much more than me
Chattanooga
Chattanooga
She knows much more than me
Chattanooga
Chattanooga
more than me

[instrumental]

Her scent fills the room
Lemon flowers in full bloom
Chattanooga in my mind
She is one of a kind

Chattanooga
Chattanooga
Chattanooga
Chattanooga
Chattanooga
She's the Chattanooga Lemon
Chattanooga

She's the Chattanooga Lemon
And she knows how life should be
She knows much more than me
She knows much more than me
Chattanooga
Chattanooga
She knows much more than me

She knows much more than me

[instrumental]

[outra]



Chatanooga Lemon (Leni)

Out to Sea
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[instrumental]

Why did she have to be like that
What did I do ever so bad
Never deserved the way she was
She had been all I ever had

[bridge]

In a fog I could not see
A raging storm inside of me
I ended all she would ever be
And cast her body out to sea

And cast her body out to sea
Out to sea
Out to sea

[instrumental]

I saw her slowly float away
I saw the current take her down
Soon way below the waves
Where she never would be found

The sun had long gone down
And there was no one else around
I stayed, I could not go
I could not leave her cold below

oooooooh oooooooooh 

I cast her body out to sea
Out to sea
Out to sea

[instrumental]

I thought of going home alone
Of walking in knowing she'd gone
I saw myself growing old
While she lay deep down in the cold

It was all in my mind
I could not do it, it could not be
What she did, would never leave
It would always be part of me

I started in and did not stop
Soon the waves crashed over me
Then the current took me down
The only place where I'd be free

ooooooooooohhhhh nnnnnnnnnnooooooh

I cast her body out to sea
Out to sea
Out to sea

[instrumental]

I started in and did not stop
Soon the waves crashed over me
Then the current took me down
The only place where I'd be free

ooooooooooohhhhh nnnnnnnnnnooooooh

I cast her body out to sea
Out to sea
Out to sea

[instrumental]




Out to Sea

I write the lyrics; Mr. Alfonso Suno composes the music.  Working with the lovely Ms. Ai Ongaku, they create the arrangements.  Ms. Ongaku and her crowd are responsible for the performances.  My part in creating these tracks is very small. Nonetheless, I am to blame.  Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa.

Long Enough (Leni)

I and Ai