(by klark jackson, no ai)
Verse 1]
You trace my name in the morning light,
Your eyes turn gray into something bright.
We float through air that forgets to move,
Every sigh a soft excuse.

[Pre-Chorus]
You pull me close
the world stands still

[Chorus]
You bloom into me, I start to breathe,
Like petals waking from the sea.
You bloom in me, the sky turns deep,
And I fall slow into your sleep.

[Verse 2]
The city fades in a pastel dream,
Your hands still whisper where mine have been.
you lose your way just to find your glow,
A garden only we both know.

[Pre-Chorus]
You pull me close
the world stands still

[Chorus]
You bloom in me, I start to breathe,
Like petals waking from the sea.
You bloom in me, the sky turns deep,
And I fall slow into your sleep.

You bloom in me, and time will fade,
Our shadows dance where dreams are made.
You bloom in me, and I just stay,
Forever lost beneath your gaze.

[bridge]
Under your breath, I feel the tide

The ocean moves when you’re by my side

[outro]
You bloom in me, and time will fade,
Our shadows dance where dreams are made.
You bloom in me, and I just stay,
Forever lost beneath your gaze.

you bloom into me

The Note
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

[instrumental]

[verse]
Yes, this is what you think
It is my message, a final kiss
No need to worry
Or take the blame
I don't feel pain or any shame
It is just what it is

[verse]
I don't want to stick around
And see everything go bad
I will never feel that much better
I won't be able to run faster
I won't write a great new song
And bit by bit and day by day
all my systems 
will go wrong

[verse]
I don't have any complaints
Not for you, but some for me
Things were always pretty good
Always shelter, always food
I cared about you all, 
You did well, I'm satisfied
Now its time for the last call
And its for me to take the fall

And its for me to take the fall

[verse]
I could have done a little better
I could have tried a little harder
You can blame me if you missed out
Or if I wasn't always there
Don't you think I did not care
I did so then and I do now
Sometimes I am a little unaware
Get caught up in my own thing
But that's me, 
I take the blame

[verse]
Yes, this is what you think
It is my message, a final kiss
No need to worry
Or take the blame
I don't feel pain or any shame
It is just what it is

[instrumental]

mea culpa, 
mea culpa,
mea maxima culpa

mea culpa, 
mea culpa,
mea maxima culpa

But that's me, I take the blame


mea culpa, 
mea culpa,
mea maxima culpa

mea culpa, 
mea culpa,
mea maxima culpa

But that's me, I take the blame


mea culpa, 
mea culpa,
mea maxima culpa

mea culpa, 
mea culpa,
mea maxima culpa

mea culpa, 
mea culpa,
mea maxima culpa

[outro]

The Note

The Note
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

[instrumental]

[verse]
It is just what you think
It is my message, a final kiss
No need to worry
Or take the blame
I don't feel pain or any shame
It is just what it is

[verse]
I don't want to stick around
And see everything go bad
I won't be feeling any better
I won't be moving any faster
I won't write a great new song
And bit by bit and day by day
all my systems 
will go wrong

[verse]
I don't have any complaints
Not for you, but some for me
Things were always pretty good
Always shelter, always food
I cared about you all, 
You did well, I'm satisfied
Now its time for the last call
And its for me to take the fall

And its for me to take the fall

[verse]
I could have done a little better
I could have tried a little harder
You can blame me if you missed out
Or if I wasn't always there
Don't you think I did not care
I did so then and I do now
Sometimes I am a little unaware
Get caught up in my own thing
But that's me, 
I take the blame

[verse]
It is just what you think
It is my message, a final kiss
No need to worry
Or take the blame
I don't feel pain or any shame
It is just what it is

[instrumental]

mea culpa, 
mea culpa,
mea maxima culpa

mea culpa, 
mea culpa,
mea maxima culpa

But that's me, I take the blame


mea culpa, 
mea culpa,
mea maxima culpa

mea culpa, 
mea culpa,
mea maxima culpa

But that's me, I take the blame


mea culpa, 
mea culpa,
mea maxima culpa

mea culpa, 
mea culpa,
mea maxima culpa

mea culpa, 
mea culpa,
mea maxima culpa

[outro]

The Note (same note)

Your Brand New Ass
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

[instrumental]

[verse]
I saw you coming from the pool 
and then sitting on a stool
I didn't need to get my glasses
I did not need the light of day
I know it by the sway
Your fancy new Kim Kardashian ass
Your fancy new Kim Kardashian ass

[verse]
Well honey I don't know
I am afraid to come around
These days I'm kind of scared
There are guys from out of town
This thing has set me on my heels
They all ask me how it feels
Your fancy new Kim Kardashian ass

[instrumental]

[verse]
I was planning a vacation
I thought we'd go by boat
Do you know if it will float
Will it fit in the canal
I worry about the beam, is it Panamax 
And is there extra tax
Your fancy new Kim Kardashian ass

[verse]
I called the coast guard yesterday
The lieutenant said we'd sink
I called the F.A.A.
The pilot said, "NO WAY"
The army said Ok
We're ready if you're game
They will need a transport plane
With your fancy new Kim Kardashian ass

[instrumental]

[verse]
Well, we got to the hotel
We thought we'd try the bed
Oh god, does that thing spread

I called room service for some help
A bellboy and two maids
With a luggage cart in tow
We got it good to go
Your fancy new Kim Kardashian ass

[harmonica solo]

[verse]
The army sent their bill
I think I'm feeling ill
You are staying here at home
We are not going anywhere
That thing has got me scared
Next time I'll be prepared
Your fancy new Kim Kardashian ass

[instrumental]

Your fancy new Kim Kardashian ass

[outro]

Your Brand New Ass

“Winterblues” captures the stillness and strangeness of those long, restless nights when the city never quite sleeps. Through snapshots of surreal encounters and quiet observations, the song drifts between melancholy and wonder—lost in thought, suspended between two streetlamps. It’s about searching for meaning in the everyday, missing someone who can’t be replaced, and feeling both out of place and deeply alive in the heart of the night. A hazy, poetic stroll through urban loneliness, memory, and fleeting magic.

„Winterblues“ fängt diese merkwürdigen, schlaflosen Nächte ein, in denen die Stadt leiser flackert, aber nie ganz zur Ruhe kommt. Zwischen Zufallsbegegnungen und leisen Beobachtungen schwebt der Song irgendwo zwischen Melancholie und Staunen – verloren im Kopf, zwischen zwei Laternen. Es geht ums Vermissen, ums Suchen nach einem Ersatz, den es nicht gibt, und ums Gefühl, gleichzeitig fehl am Platz und ganz lebendig zu sein. Ein poetischer Nachtspaziergang durch urbane Einsamkeit, Erinnerung und flüchtige Magie.

Winterblues

Die Stadt schläft nicht
Sie flackert nur leiser
Ne alte Frau gießt ihre Blumen
Kurz nach Mitternacht
Ein Fenster geht auf
Jemand raucht und flüstert:
„Schlechte Träume... Du auch?“

Und ich steh mal wieder
Ratlos zwischen zwei Laternen
Planlos, ziellos
Winterblues
Denn adäquaten Ersatz für dich
Mmh Mmh Mmh Mmh
Hab ich noch nicht

Ne Plastiktüte fliegt durch die Nacht
Wie ein verlorener Gedanke
Ein Hund bellt in den Himmel
Und zwei Tauben fetzen sich um Pommes
Im Bus schläft ein Mädchen
Mit Glitter im Gesicht
Ihre Party ist vorbei
Ihre Träume nicht

Ich steh mal wieder
Ratlos zwischen zwei Laternen
Haltlos, mutlos
Winterblues
Und adäquaten Ersatz für dich
Mmh Mmh Mmh Mmh
Hab ich auch noch nicht

Hinter der Tankstelle küsst ein Mädchen 
Den falschen Jungen
Zwei Schaufensterpuppen tragen müde Kleider
Und schauen skeptisch in die Zukunft
Wie ich

Und ich steh mal wieder
Ratlos zwischen zwei Laternen
Ahnungslos
Schlaflos
Winterblues
Adäquaten Ersatz für dich
Mmh Mmh Mmh Mmh
Find ich nicht
Gibt es nicht

Gibt es nicht


Winterblues

Cyanide and 50K
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

[instrumental]

[verse]
Cyanide and 50K
Is that enough, or just O K
It is a game I learnt today
A game the big boys play

A game to play before you die
When there is nothing left to hide
Any night, it is alright
You just don't want to stay

[verse]
Given time we all get here
We all find nothing that is dear
We all find it was a game
We all lose, there is no shame
I would have thought that this was clear
Soon you are gone, you die in fear

aahhhhhhhhhuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhh
boo
BOO!

[verse]
Cyanide and 50K
All it is, it's just a game
Must be insane
When you see lights
Are filled with fright

When spirits talk to you
And chairs jump and then say boo
When you think you know the truth
With a worm inside your brain
Get on the track, wait for the train
With a worm inside your brain
Get on the track, wait for the train

[instrumental]

[verse]
Cyanide and 50K
That's all it is, 
it's just a game
You can pick one, 
or pick them both
It does not matter
You just won

[verse]
Cyanide is such a rush
And 50K, it ain't that much
You can stay and play again
You can pay or take the train

Look around, they all look back
People standing at your back
Everyone is now in line
But go ahead, and take your time

Cyanide and 50K
No need to worry, no need to hurry
No one can lose, it is ideal
But when you choose
It feels so real

Cyanide and 50K

Cyanide and 50K

Cyanide and 50K

[outro]

Cyanide and 50K

A late-night walk through broken memories, lit by neon ghosts and the echo of old love. “Graffiti Hearts and Cheap Perfume” captures the haze of something once electric — now only traceable in shadows and scents. The song drifts through alleyways and midnight bars, following a narrator tangled in what was: the heartbeat of a person who lit up the night, now replaced by silence that’s too loud to ignore. It’s a slow-burning reflection on what lingers after the fall — when even the stars seem out of reach, and the city whispers names you’re trying to forget.

Ein nächtlicher Streifzug durch verblasste Erinnerungen, erleuchtet von Neon-Geistern und dem Echo vergangener Liebe. „Graffiti Hearts and Cheap Perfume“ fängt das Flirren von etwas ein, das einst lebendig war – und nun nur noch in Schatten und Düften nachhallt. Der Song führt durch Gassen und nächtliche Bars, begleitet einen Erzähler, der sich in dem verheddert, was war: der Herzschlag eines Menschen, der die Nacht zum Leuchten brachte – jetzt ersetzt durch eine Stille, die viel zu laut ist. Eine leise, eindringliche Reflexion darüber, was bleibt, wenn alles vorbei ist – wenn selbst die Sterne außer Reichweite scheinen und die Stadt Namen flüstert, die man vergessen will.

Graffiti Hearts and Cheap Perfume

Cigarette burns on the midnight rail
A dog barks once, then it’s quiet as hell
Your voice still stuck in the folds of my coat
The moon leans close like it wants to know

Traffic lights blink without a cause
My feet trace steps that memory draws
Graffiti hearts, still wet with rain
The city whispers your name again

You were the heartbeat of the night
Soft and wild, wrong and right
Now it’s quiet – far too loud
Like your silence wears a shroud
Oh, you were the heartbeat and the fight
And I’m left dancing with shadows and light

I pass the bar where we used to sit
They changed the sign, but not the grit
A waitress hums our broken tune
Still smells like gin and cheap perfume

Your laugh still echoes in alleys and smoke
Some ghosts never ask to be woke

You were the heartbeat of the night
Soft and wild, wrong and right
Now it’s quiet – far too loud
Like your silence wears a shroud
Oh, you were the heartbeat and the fight
And I’m still dancing with shadows and light

Midnight doesn’t end
It just forgets to begin

You were the heartbeat of the night
And I, I mistook it for light
Now the stars blink out in pairs
While I’m stuck in folding chairs
You were the heartbeat, the spark
And I’m just walking through the dark

Neon fades, the wind gets still
The night forgets you, against its will


Graffiti Hearts and Cheap Perfume

Leaving Without You
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

I am leaving without you again
I'm riding alone in this train
Every place that I know
Is not a place you want to go

You worry what I might do
While I am out missing you
Please come with me
Some many things you could see

But what can be done
A whole life cannot be undone
It feels like it will be never
We've been here forever

[instrumental]

I am leaving without you again
I'm riding alone in this train
Every place that I know
Is not a place you want to go

We were never the same
And there is no one to blame
You wanted to be with me
Things are not like they used to be

So many things we do share
Most of all we still care
But it would be nice
If sometimes you were there

[instrumental]

I am taking my seat
There is no one to greet
I walk with a frown
I look up and sit down 

I look up once again
This could not be right
At the end of the train
Something is wrong with my sight

I rush to your arms
I find it hard to believe
Is it just this one time
Or a new way to live

I rush to your arms
I find it hard to believe
Is it just this one time
Or a new way to live






[accordion solo]

I rush to your arms
I find it hard to believe
Is it just this one time
Or a new way to live

[outro]

I rush to your arms
I find it hard to believe
Is it just this one time
Or a new way to live

Leaving Without You (AS)

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.

The Note (same note)

I and Ai