[Verse 1]
She moves like slow sunrise,
Gold dust in her hair,
Every breath she takes
Changes the color of the air.

My thoughts get soft and hazy,
The world begins to sway,
Every time she smiles,
The daylight melts away.

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m weightless when she’s near,
Sweetness in my veins,
Nothing feels the same —
She’s dripping through my brain.

[Chorus]
She turns the air to honey, honey,
Sweet and slow and wild,
Honey on my heartbeat,
She tastes like summertime.
She turns the air to honey, honey,
I breathe her in, I drown,
She’s sugar on the ceiling,
And gold all over town.

[Verse 2]
Her voice bends light to motion,
Like waves inside my chest,
She paints the sky in slow emotion,
And leaves me breathless, blessed.

Every color fades to amber,
Every second feels brand new,
If love could make you dizzy,
She’s the reason why I do.

[Bridge]
Golden fire, golden rain,
Pour it on, I’ll take the pain,
Spin me slow, don’t let me see —
The world’s all sweet when she’s with me.

[Final Chorus]
She turns the air to honey, honey,
Sweet and slow and wild,
Honey in her laughter,
Honey in her smile.
She turns the air to honey, honey,
I breathe her in, I drown,
And everything she touches
Turns to light somehow.

Air to Honey

“Goodbye Lily” tells a tender story of love, memory, and letting go. It paints a picture of a girl who turned ordinary nights into something unforgettable — the spark that still lingers in city lights and café reflections. Through the singer’s eyes, we see Lily chasing new dreams while he learns to say goodbye with quiet grace. The song glows with warmth and nostalgia, blending the rhythm of the city with a heartfelt sense of farewell — a nod to what’s gone and a gentle embrace of what remains.

„Goodbye Lily“ erzählt eine berührende Geschichte von Liebe, Erinnerung und dem Loslassen. Es geht um ein Mädchen, das aus gewöhnlichen Nächten etwas Unvergessliches machte – die Inspiration, die noch immer in den Lichtern und Spiegelungen der Stadt nachklingt. Durch die Augen des Erzählers erleben wir, wie Lily neuen Träumen nachjagt, während er lernt, sie mit stiller Würde gehen zu lassen. Der Song strahlt Wärme und Nostalgie aus, verbindet den Puls der Stadt mit einem gefühlvollen Abschied – ein leises Dankeschön an das Vergangene und ein liebevoller Blick auf das, was bleibt.

Goodbye Lily

She used to hum to the jukebox light
Bare feet dancing on a Friday night
Hair pinned up with a hotel comb
She made every cheap room feel like home

Now it’s morning trains and downtown calls
She’s chasing stars through mirrored halls
And I still see her in café glass
Laughing like time would never pass

Oh Lily, oh oh oh
Guess it’s time to let you go
You were my city, my wild parade
My sweetest song that never stayed
Oh Lily, oh oh oh
Guess it’s time to let you go

She’d steal the light from a neon sign
Write her dreams on a subway line
Told me love’s just a borrowed flame
But I kept hoping she’d sign my name

Now she’s shining in a downtown show
Silver dress, but her eyes still glow
And I’m just one of those faces there
Fading out in the smoky air

Oh Lily, oh oh oh
Guess it’s time to let you go
You were my city, my wild parade
My sweetest song that never stayed
Oh Lily, oh oh oh
Guess it’s time to let you go

Maybe someday she’ll hum that tune
Walking alone by a Chelsea moon
And wonder if I made it through
Like I still wonder what became of you

Oh Lily, oh oh oh
Guess it’s time to let you go
You were the rhythm beneath my skin
The dance I’d lose, then start again
Oh Lily, oh oh oh
Goodbye, Lily — there you go


Goodbye Lily

“Mehr Mut!” is a cheeky wake-up call for a world stuck in autopilot. Between small talk, tired routines, and a constant stream of empty noise, it’s a reminder to get real again — to stand up, question things, and rediscover that lost spark of courage. With wit and wordplay, the song dives into the messy middle ground between confusion and clarity, frustration and self-irony — and ends up where all good revolutions start: with a bit more courage.

„Mehr Mut!“ ist ein freches Wecksignal für eine Welt im Dauerlauf. Zwischen Smalltalk, Routine und der endlosen Flut leerer Worte erinnert der Song daran, wieder echt zu werden – aufzustehen, Dinge zu hinterfragen und den verloren geglaubten Mut zurückzuholen. Mit Witz und Selbstironie taucht der Text in das Chaos zwischen Verwirrung und Klarheit, Frust und Aufbruch ein – und landet dort, wo jede Veränderung beginnt: bei ein bisschen mehr Mut.

Mehr Mut!

Gleich kommt sie wieder
Die Standard-Frage
Oh Mann
Schenk mir spannendere Tage

„Hey, wie geht´s dir? Alles ok?“
Alles super, sag ich
Wunderbar
Hoffe, das gilt auch für dich
Na prima – 1A

Und ich denk…
Wie´s mir wirklich geht?
Willst du nicht wissen
Irgendwo zwischen
Ziemlich verwirrt und
Echt beschissen

Okay, lass mich mal kurz überlegen…

Verloren, verbeult, verschwommen
Entgleist, leer, nicht ernst genommen
Überdreht, weichgespült, zerrissen
Wie schon gesagt
Echt beschissen
Abgehängt, belogen, leer
Müde, wacklig, schwer
Unsere Welt kippt…
Und ich? Überdreht und platt
Wahrscheinlich nicht nur ich…
Schachmatt
Im falschen Film, das trifft es ganz gut
Verdammt!
Wo ist er geblieben, unser Mut?

Und so rasen wir immer weiter
Auf den Abgrund zu
Fragen seltsame Sachen
Aber nie
„Was können wir selber machen?“
Aufstehn, Alter!
Los geht‘s und zwar noch heute
Such dir einfach noch‘n paar Millionen andere Leute
Und dann Schluss mit…

Verloren, verbeult, verschwommen
Entgleist, leer, nicht ernst genommen
Überdreht, weichgespült, zerrissen
Wie gesagt
Ziemlich beschissen
Abgehängt, belogen und leer
Müde, wacklig und schwer
Meine Welt kippt
Und ich? Sowas von platt
Und zwar nicht nur ich… schachmatt
Im falschen Film, das trifft es ganz gut
Verdammt! Ich sag nur:
Mehr Mut!


Mehr Mut!

Talk About
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

[instrumental]

You have no reason to stay
You know the way I am
I stay awake all day 
At night I go away

I have opinions on all things
At least it seems I do
I make them up as time goes by
I say them when I'm with you

But that is all they are
What comes next into my mind
I don't want to be too harsh
I never mean to be unkind

[bridge]

I dream half of my day
I care about so much
I tend to ramble on
And talk about old songs
But I never go outside
I always want to hide

I know that you get mad
and that you can't understand
Well you know, neither do I
It's just the way I am

Sometimes I'm right
Sometimes I'm wrong
But that's ok, it's just today
and tomorrow comes along

[instrumental]

I dream half of my day
I care about so much
I tend to ramble on
And talk about old songs
But I never go outside
I always want to hide

I know that you get mad
and that you can't understand
Well you know, neither do I
It's just the way I am

Sometimes I'm right
Sometimes I'm wrong
But that's ok, it's just today
and tomorrow comes along

[instrumental]

You have no reason to stay
You know the way I am
I stay awake all day 
At night I go away

At night I go away

At night I go away

[outro]


Talk About

[Verse 1]
Feet on the ground but my head’s still spinning,
Coffee and sunlight, a brand-new beginning.
Snapping my fingers to the pull of the day,
Every step’s a rhythm that won’t fade away.

[Pre-Chorus]
Sky’s got a groove, and the earth keeps time,
Every heartbeat plays a perfect line.

[Chorus]
Gravity has sound —
You can hear it when you fall,
Like a bassline deep and round,
It’s got a rhythm for us all.
When the world pulls you down,
Just dance across the ground —
’Cause gravity, yeah, gravity has sound.

[Verse 2]
Coins in my pocket keep time as I walk,
The street hums low while the pigeons talk.
Windows sing back to the echo of jazz,
Every note reminds me how good life has.

[Pre-Chorus]
Sky’s got a groove, and the air’s alive,
We’re orbiting in sync, we thrive.

[Chorus]
Gravity has sound —
You can hear it when you fall,
Like a bassline deep and round,
It’s got a rhythm for us all.
When the world pulls you down,
Just dance across the ground —
’Cause gravity, yeah, gravity has sound.

[Bridge]
Spin me faster, I don’t mind,
Let the melody unwind.
Every fall’s a chance to fly,
With music holding up the sky.

[Final Chorus]
Gravity has sound —
It’s the groove beneath your feet,
The beat that keeps you bound,
To every heart you meet.
When the pull comes around,
We’ll turn it into sound —
’Cause gravity, yeah, gravity has sound.

Lost hours

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.

Talk About

I and Ai

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