Another Go

Song Title: Detective's Prayer
© 2024 Brian Boyd, Heart Echoes Music

In shadows of gaslit questions
I trace fingerprints of truth across time
     Following footsteps of infinite wisdom
          Through fog-wrapped streets of my mind

Like Holmes with his magnifying glass
I examine each clue of existence
     Every breath holds a revelation
          Every heartbeat echoes evidence
               Of something greater than deduction

The game is afoot in consciousness
     Where ordinary moments become
          Extraordinary mysteries
               Unfolding in plain sight
                    Hidden in broad daylight

I've studied the science of observation
Learned to read between the lines of reality
     Where synchronicity leaves its calling card
          And coincidence whispers secrets
               Too profound for ordinary logic

In this labyrinth of awareness
     Where every corner holds a clue
          And every shadow hints
               At depths beneath depths
                    I follow the thread of mystery

My mind palace holds infinite rooms
     Each thought a door unopened
          Each question a window
               Looking out on vaster horizons
                    Than my deductions dreamed

Elementary, these moments whisper
     When the impossible is eliminated
          Whatever remains, however improbable
               Points to a presence
                    Beyond the realm of reason

Like footprints in London fog
     My seeking leaves traces
          Through the mists of meaning
               Each step a dedication
                    To uncovering what lies beyond

In this great game of consciousness
     Where every soul's a detective
          And every heart holds evidence
               I gather fragments of wonder
                    Like scattered pieces of light

Until the mystery itself
     Becomes the answer
          And the seeker
               Discovers they were
                    The clue all along

The game never ends
     It only deepens
          With each breath
               A new case opens
                    In the infinite investigation
                         Of being

Now I understand —
     The mystery was never meant
          To be solved
               Only lived
                    In endless wonder

Detective's Prayer

All Lyrics By: Paulo Sergio Carvalho

[Verse]
Oh girl since you left me
Feeling lost it's crazy
Never felt this way
Thought my life was perfect

[Verse 2]
Oh girl now I see you
Around with someone new
I get jealous so jealous
Want you back so bad

[Chorus]
Jealous I get jealous
Help me cure this pain
Come back to me I'm sorry
Promise it'll be better

[Verse 3]
Late at night I whisper
Your name in my dreams
Wishing you were here
Missing your touch so near

[Verse 4]
Walking down our old street
Memories haunting me
Can't believe you're gone
This loneliness so strong

[Chorus]
Jealous I get jealous
Help me cure this pain
Come back to me I'm sorry
Promise it'll be better

Jealous  (Metal Poets Society Version)

The hum of a neon sign. A coffee cup refilled without a word. 1,043 connections, but no one to call. Neon Ghost is a song for the ones who feel most alone in a crowd. Streaming now.

Neon Ghost

Frost-bit vines on the old porch swing
Linen ghosts in the window frame
Calloused hands fold like tired wings
Moss in the cracks still call your name

Oh, there's snakes in the wheat
Silent when they strike, but they’re coiled at my feet
Told me love was a home, but the roof caved in
I was laughing in the dark, now I’m shedding skin...
Snakes in the wheat, coiled at my feet.
Snakes in the wheat, coiled at my feet.

Lantern light through the pinewood slats
River turns where the bank turns black
Left your words in a wax-sealed pact
Opened it once, never sent it back.
Opened it once, never sent it back.
Opened it once, never sent it back.

Oh, there's snakes in the wheat
Silent when they strike, but they’re coiled at my feet
Told me love was a home, but the roof caved in
I was laughing in the dark, now I’m shedding skin...
Snakes in the wheat, coiled at my feet.
Snakes in the wheat, coiled at my feet.

Wade through the cinder grass, barefoot and hollow
Snow in the harvest, a shadow to swallow
If I look back, will I turn to stone?
Or will I wake up and find I’m alone?
Oh, will I wake up and find I’m alone?


Cold light drips down the window sill
(If you’re out there, if you ever were—)
Did the snakes bite first, or did I let them in?

Snakes

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THE RAIN COMES

The Despot. This weeks number 4 song

"Wrap me up, pull me in, let me grow where you begin…"
"Round and round, we twist again…"

Met you on a Monday, blue sky, gold rays
Spinnin’ like a record, two hearts, one place
Tiptoe, let go, tangled in the chase
Wrapped up tight, but I like the way it sways

Ooh, we twist, we trip, we slip, we slide, we slide
Ooh, pull apart but stay entwined

We’re like thorny vines, swingin’ low, reachin’ high (oh-oh)
Kinda wild, kinda bright, kinda stuck, but it’s all right (uh-huh)
Round and round, we weave, every time!
You and me, yeah, we’re thorny vines (woo!)

Yeah, love ain't linear, more like Fibonacci
Step away, snap back, yeah, the pull got me
Venus flytrap when we clash, yeah, we bite
But we still keep growin’ through the cracks in the light
We ain’t picture-perfect, Polaroid got a crease
Two hands wrapped tight but we tug for release
You cut deep, I leave marks just the same
But a scar ain’t a wound, it’s just proof that we stay
Overgrown instincts, twistin’ through the chaos
Every thorn’s a lesson, every bloom is a payoff
Tried to cut it loose, but the roots still remain
No escape when the wild calls your name

Ooh, we bend, we break, we sway, we climb
Ooh, always back in perfect time

We’re like thorny vines, swingin’ low, reachin’ high (oh-oh)
Kinda wild, kinda bright, kinda stuck, but it’s all right (uh-huh)
Round and round, we weave, can’t unwind
You and me, yeah, we’re thorny vines

Yeah, sometimes I’m a prick, but you don’t seem to mind
You just roll your eyes, pull me back into the vine
We zig, we zag, yeah, we scratch, yeah, we sting
But we still grow back every damn spring

Ooh, we twist, we turn, we break, we bend
Ooh, but we find our way again

We’re like thorny vines, swingin’ low, reachin’ high (oh-oh)
Kinda wild, kinda bright, kinda stuck, but it’s all right (uh-huh)
Round and round, we weave, can’t unwind
You and me, yeah, we’re thorny vines

A little twist, a little spin (spin)
A little lost, a little in (in)
No straight lines, just loops and sways
But I’d wrap around you any day

"Wrap me up, pull me in, let me grow where you begin…"
"Round and round, we twist again…"

Thorny Vines

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