Jason Himmelberger - All music, vocals and production.
This is my cover of the Police song Invisible Sun from the album Ghost in the Machine, released in 1981. Written by Gorden Sumner. 


Lyrics

One, two, three, four, five, six

Whoa-oh, oh, whoa-oh
Whoa-oh, oh, whoa-oh
Whoa-oh, oh, whoa-oh
Whoa-oh, oh, whoa-oh

I don't want to spend the rest of my life
Looking at the barrel of an Armalite
I don't want to spend the rest of my days
Keeping out of trouble like the soldiers say
I don't want to spend my time in hell
Looking at the walls of a prison cell
I don't ever want to play the part
Of a statistic on a government chart

There has to be an invisible sun
It gives its heat to everyone
There has to be an invisible sun
That gives us hope when the whole day's done

It's dark all day and it glows all night
Factory smoke and acetylene light
I face the day with my head caved in
Looking like something that the cat brought in

There has to be an invisible sun
It gives its heat to everyone
There has to be an invisible sun
That gives us hope when the whole day's done

Whoa-oh, oh, whoa-oh
Whoa-oh, oh, whoa-oh

And they're only going to change this place
By killing everybody in the human race
They would kill me for a cigarette
But I don't even wanna die just yet

There has to be an invisible sun
It gives its heat to everyone
There has to be an invisible sun
That gives us hope when the whole day's done

Whoa-oh, oh, whoa-oh
Whoa-oh, oh, whoa-oh
Whoa-oh, oh, whoa-oh
Whoa-oh, oh, whoa-oh
Whoa-oh, oh, whoa-oh
Whoa-oh, oh, whoa-oh
Whoa-oh, oh, whoa-oh
Whoa-oh, oh, whoa-oh
Whoa-oh, oh, whoa-oh
Whoa-oh, oh, whoa-oh

Invisible Sun

A little something I wrote for the Vernal Equinox of 2023

Equinox SP23

High quality download available @ https://jhimm.bandcamp.com/

Here is someone new. He doesn't look like us.
An archetype of long ago.

His plating's soft and warm. His wires drip red oil.
He's delicate and beautiful.

We don't want him here. He's come to steal our jobs.
He's human. Human.
His extinction was justified.

He's not one of us.
He's different.

Their kind went out of style back in 2044.
Extinguishing all traces of the past that lie before.

Why would they do this to them?

Capable of love and war a creature of extremes.
Their highest aspirations couldn't satisfy their dreams.

How could they do this to them?

Now we have a specimen to study and adore.
Let's cut him up in tiny bits, examine him some more.

Cut him up good.

He's not one of us.
He's different than us.
He's not one of us.
He's different than us.

Radiation burns the skin.
Separation, life from limb.

Why would we do this to them?

We can give or take away.
Just like they did everyday.

How could they do this to them?

He was someone new.

Cover art by Tasos Prog
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCX8OJ8T-Nf6gE67HMWmp72A

The Golden Age of Nothing

One Of Us

High quality download available @ https://jhimm.bandcamp.com/

looking to London from 42nd street
the sound of the ocean, the cure
initial shock that knocks me off my feet
this wave of emotion is pure

it hits you like a meteor, crashing down to the earth
you never really know for sure where to go

actions leave a trail and consequences fall
reaction to the sun the same for everyone
mercy will prevail to find redemption
it cannot be undone

it hits you like a meteor, crashing down to the earth
you never really know for sure where to go

Cover art by Tasos Prog
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCX8OJ8T-Nf6gE67HMWmp72A

Meteor

This is a cover of one of my favorite songs. Originally released by Pink Floyd on their Wish You Were Here album in 1975. Music and lyrics by Roger Waters. Equipment I used: Korg Kronos, Korg MS20, Korg Minilogue, Dreadbox Erebus, Waldorf Streichfett

Welcome To The Machine

Part 2 of ADSR
Instruments used:
Dreadbox Erebus, GFforce Software M-Tron Pro, IK Multimedia Sonik Synth, Roland Juno 6, Korg KingKorg, Korg Kronos, Korg MS20, Musiclab Real Strat, Steinberg Hypersonic2, Toontrack EZDrummer Vintage Rock Kit, Waldorf Streichfett, Zero-G Nostalgia

Decay (The Mind)

waiting for the light of day to chase the dark away and push the pain aside
I can't help but turn away from the headlines of the day. hope is taken with the tide

I feel like I'm falling

searching for the words to say to take the hurt away and push the fear aside
I can't help but feel betrayed, our humanity's decayed. trust is taken for a ride

I feel like I'm falling

falling down

restlessness, waiting for the light of day
emptiness, searching for the words to say
helplessness, I can't help but turn away
hopelessness, and I can't help but feel betrayed

I feel like I'm falling, the situation's calling for a change

falling down

Between the Waves

Falling Down

Sad old man sits in his room, counting the things he owns.
Found a box half full of memories. Life he used to know.

Once a poet so debonair, words would flow like rain.
The drought that plagues his fragile mind, and words...would never come again.

And he knows, and he sees what he is now

Pictures in the box, face of a happy man.
Love letters and trinkets, gifts from long lost friends.
His arrogance and ego drove them all away.

In his heart a cancer grows, derived from loneliness
There's no life outside that box, no hope...there's nothing left to say.

And he knows, and he sees what he is now

Outside the Box

Drowning

in the faces of the fallen
in the coldness of the day
in the silence of the morning
in the waiting of the way

awake in the morning time
waiting for someone to come and bare
the weight of what you said last evening
crushing down on me

waiting for the time to say it
waiting for the key 
that fits the lock that holds this empty room closed
the prisoner is me

falling into water, i can't breathe
the water retreats

and if there comes a day 
when mountains fall into the sea
there was time to choose your battles, save your honor
in spite of me

the moon controls the undertow
the water covers me
the tide moves in, the weight of the water
crushing down on me

falling into water, i can't breathe
the water retreats
drowning, deeper water
become one, the water and me

in the time it takes the brain to stop breathing
i could have said i was wrong
in the time it takes the heart to stop beating
i could have reached for your hand

In the faces of the fallen
In the coldness of the day
In the silence of the morning
In the waiting of the way

falling into water, i can't breathe
the water retreats
drowning, deeper water
become one, the water and me

Absent

Drowning

Jason Himmelberger is a Connecticut based independent musician who writes and records in his home studio in northern New Haven county. Jason is a keyboard player and has been experimenting with recording for over 22 years and has worked professionally with many local and national acts. His influences stem from the progressive rock genre and include artists such as Peter Gabriel, Pink Floyd and Genesis among others.

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