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Big Bad Mood (feat. Miraa May)

Celebration

La Isla Bonita

I look around me now
And hear our children cry
I see them hurting so
And ask myself one question:

Why?

And prayers seem futile
If we can't find a way
To love one another
The same way,

every day ... and so I pray ...

Holy Mother, hear our plight
Holy Mother, stop the hate ...

They swim towards the shore
To run away from bitter
War

They get shot down in schools
Because we love our tools
More

Their cries we do not hear
Because we do not want
To see ...

But for a twist of Fate,
Their parent could be you ... or me ...

Holy Mother, hear our plight
Holy Mother, stop the hate ...

Ave Maria

***

We're cutting down their trees
So that they cannot
Breathe

We drug kids with a pill
Just to make them
Sit still

And as they wilt away
With every passing day
Who cares?

We send our thoughts and prayers
And carry on the same
Nightmares ...

Holy Mother, hear our plight
Holy Mother, stop the hate ...

Ave Maria (2025 remix)

Some night, long ago, I dreamt the Lord was here
And you know, I prayed to him,
I asked him to bring you back to me
If it wasn't too much for to dream.

He said you would write a letter to me,
"But when?", I asked him; "when will this end?"
"Oh soon, by her birthday, or yours, I mean,
Or Christmas, at the latest, my friend".

Your birthday's tomorrow, mine's coming up soon,
And the Lord has never betrayed me, yet,
I cannot complain, it's not yet the time,
So I cry in my heart, ever quiet.

There's so much I would have to say to you,
If ever us two were to meet again;
For now, I cry; "have faith", he says to me,
I'm afraid to even utter your name.

"And how have you been?", I would ask, soft,
"And tell me how life has been treating you, please".
I'd skip my own life, I don't want you to cry,
I would rather you felt at ease.

Your birthday's tomorrow, mine's coming up soon,
And the Lord has never betrayed me, yet,
I cannot complain, it's not yet the time,
So I cry in my heart, ever quiet.

And then, if you wanted to walk away,
I would happily let you fly ...
I know you're not mine; I'd wish, one last time,
To talk ... and then no more crying.

The Lord looks at me, enigmatic, always,
And asks me to trust in him;
But I've lost my faith, it feels far too late,
Perhaps it's too much for to dream.

Your birthday's tomorrow, mine's coming up soon,
And the Lord has never betrayed me, yet,
I cannot complain, it's not yet the time,
So I cry in my heart, ever quiet.

Your birthday's tomorrow, mine's coming up soon,
And the Lord just says "trust in me",
But whether you write is not his decision ...
I cry ... dare I hope? please come back to me.

A Dream (2025 remix)

I know you're never coming back to me
I know that you're finally gone;
I know it's only you I lack, you see,
And yet, I've never been so alone.

I check my email inbox every single day
I look to see if you just wrote;
My hope is just a waste in every single way,
You know, I've never been so broke.

So I'm moving on ...
There's no-one to talk to on the telephone
And I'm moving on ...
It's time to invite another in this lonely home.

My friends tell me that you've been thinking of me
They say you're wondering whether to say "sorry" ...
If you came back,
how would I react?

And yet I wander around, like a forgotten child,
And you're the reason why each of my loves have failed,
They say hope dies last ...
But, one day, die, it must ...

So I'm moving on ...
There's no-one to talk to on the telephone
And I'm moving on ...
It's time to invite another in this lonely home.

And yet, if you knocked again upon my door,
I'd cry and forget everything that went before;
With open arms, I'd hug you once more.

For you're the only one I really ever loved;
The only one that I have ever really hugged,
But you still ain't here,
Your presence ain't real ...

So I'm moving on ...
There's no-one to talk to on the telephone
And I'm moving on ...
It's time to invite another in this lonely home.

Just not tonight; tonight, there's just one last chance
For you and me to have one more dance.

Just one more dance.

One More Dance (2025 remix)

What do you do
When you've got no more tears,
What do you do?

What do you do
When they're so true, your fears,
What do you do?

You sit and write a song,
Tell everyone what's wrong,
Someone may listen ...

You sit and write a song,
Someone may hear what's wrong
In the distance.

When melodies won't chime
And lyrics will not rhyme
Any longer ...

Just tell her how you feel,
Make all else disappear,
You'll be stronger.

When everything is lost
And you feel like a ghost,
Just not the same ...

Don't let yourself despair
Sing loud, and, if she dares,
It'll be fine,

Don't let yourself be scared,
Sing loud, and if she cares,
She will be thine ... in time.

What do you do,
When you've got no more tears,
What do you do?

What do you do?
When there've been so many years,
What do you do?

You sit and write a song,
Tell everyone what's wrong,
And hope she'll listen ...

You sit and write a song,
And hope she'll hear what's wrong,
In the distance.

You sit and write a song,
And hope she'll hear what's wrong,
In the distance ...
In the distance.

What Do You Do? (2025 remix)

By the rivers of a strange land
They have asked me to sit down,
By these rivers, I softly cried
When I remembered my home town.

Used to have a little fountain,
By whose side we'd gently play,
Used to have a little window,
By whose sill we'd talk and stay.

Then I slowly made my way here,
And was asked to write a song ...
How shall I now write and sing,
Since all I know has gone wrong?

Then they asked me: "Praise His Name!"
And they pushed me on my knees ...
How shall I open my lips
When, on them, my tears just freeze?

By the rivers of a strange land
They have asked me to sit down,
By these rivers, I softly cried
When I remembered you, my love.

Rivers Of A Strange Land (2025 remix)

He is retired from the world,
And all he sees just leaves him cold.
And, at the end, all done and told,
He can't forget her hair of gold.

She is a star, that much is true,
And, every day, lives something new,
And yet, when skies turn dark from blue,
He comes to mind, who she once knew.

And every day tears them apart,
And, all the time, their broken heart
Cries out, in vain, for their return ...
Alas, their loss they can but mourn ...

***

It is too late for him to be
That which he was, back then, you see ...
And, as he goes on bended knee,
He makes for a miracle his plea.

Perhaps she now remembers him,
Who, then, seemed nice, if a touch dim ...
Whose love she lost, upon a whim,
Her pride too strong to let him in ...

And every day tears them apart,
And, all the time, their broken heart
Cries out, in vain, for their return ...
Alas, their loss they can but mourn ...

Alas, for now, they can but yearn.

Retired (2025 remix)

James Delsono