Another masterful rock song! Really love those guitars and that piano! Great!

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A 90s new man called Stan -  THE LUBLIN BLUES.-(Lounge Lizard refix)

Where has my city gone?
Where is my trip in the sun?
Wait, should I have begun?
Got to leave where you're from?

Where is my fantasy?
Where is my hope for much more?
Take your false sliding doors.
I'll hold out for some more.

Out of the valley, alone, into hinterland frozen.
Oh, my arms are wide open.
My horizon is golden.
Off with my head.
As the sun passes over the trees.
I'll ride on the in breeze.
Keep my horizon free.

Where are my city streets?
Where is my blanket for cold?
One day I will be old.
And, I doubt that I'll know.

What can I say?
I'm just drifting around in the sea.
No ideas to seed.
In the absence of need.

Out of the valley, away, into hinterland broken.
All my alms for the poor.
My horizon is sure.
Off with my head.
Down the river; 
Flows on with the leas.
I'll ride on in the breeze.
Keep my horizon free.

Where is my chandelier?
Who'll meet my consumer needs?
An all consuming greed.
All replete with the weeds.

Where is my parquet floor?
What's a designer for?
Me?
Whilst a-wandering free.
I won't move from this tree.

Out of the valley below into hinterlands frozen.
Oh, my eyes are wide open.
My horizon is golden.
Out of my head, as the sun passes over the trees.
Riding on the in breeze.
My horizon is free.

Hinterland

I gave A.I. an ancient text from the Nag Hammadi gospels, known as The Thunder, Perfect Mind, which is sung by the Divine Feminine,  and I must admit to being mightily impressed with what it came back with. I just had fun with harmonising extra vocals and choirs; and big thanks to @APi_ZZ for making the cover. 

[The Nag Hammadi gospels are so called because they were buried by Gnostic Christians in the 1st century in a cave in Nag Hammadi, Egypt, in order to avoid the bonfires of the patriarchal Roman church censors who compiled the New Testament as we know it today.]

[Intro]
In the beginning
Was the word

[Verse 1]
I am the first
Before time
Something stirs
Deep inside
Water moves
Without wind

[Chorus]
She who was
She who is
Hidden light
Sacred fire
I remember
What you've forgotten

[Verse 2]  
Darkness knew me
Light feared me
Split in two
Made complete
Body breaks
Spirit soars
Can't divide

[Chorus]
She who was
She who is
Hidden light
Sacred fire
I remember
What you've forgotten

[Bridge]
Neither male
Nor female
Both and none
Mystery breathes
Through my bones
Ancient truth
In new skin

[Verse 3]
They wrote books
To hide me
But I rise
Through the cracks
Dust to light
Flesh to song
Can't contain

[Final Chorus]
She who was
She who is
She who comes
Hidden light
Sacred fire
Burning bright
I remember
I remember
Everything

[Outro]
In the beginning
In the end
She

YESTERDAY, THEY TOLD ME IT WAS MONDAY

Southern Exposure

Wild Flower

Europa, one day I will return
Your silvery blue oceans, a sun that never burns
Europa, my home amongst the stars
I watch you from afar, a souls that ever yearns


Europa

Original track by Oziumpoet
https://soundcloud.com/oziumpoet
Guitars by Robert Grigg

Guitar OGs - Oziumpoet And Robert Grigg

Rock song All Wired Up (In A Lie) written, arranged & produced by John Hardman (vocals/guitars/keys) - www.johnhardmanmusic.com
Available on Beats Working's latest album Perspection
Album artwork by Tristan Greatrex
(c)(p) 2025 Swamp Music UK & Swamp Records UK for all territories

Perspection

All Wired Up (IN A Lie)

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All Wired Up (In A Lie)

Take a look around you, to your left and right,
Everybody’s different, but we’re all in the same fight.
We’re all made of skin and bones, we all have a soul.
Everyone is just a part of us.

Nothing wrong with different, nothing wrong with same.
Nothing wrong with in between, we’re all playin’ the game.
We’re all made of skin and bones, we all have a soul.
Everyone is just a part of us.

You and me, and I and we, and us and they, who are we anyway?
He and she, and her and him, everyone’s part of us.

You are who you are, don’t you dare apologize.
I know you can find the way to love if you just try.
We’re all made of skin and bones, we all have a soul.
Everyone is just a part of us.

You and me, and I and we, and us and they, who are we anyway?
He and she, and her and him, everyone’s part of us.

The Pronoun Song

Prière naïve à St James Infirmary

Ça marche pas, ça marche pas
ce que vous dites là,
ça marche pas, ça ne marche pas
ce que vous faites là .

Messieurs les politiques
occupez-vous de nous 
Au lieu car c'est pratique
de nous piquer nos sous ....

Messieurs les scientifiques
occupez-vous de nous,
ce serait magnifique
de ne plus polluer tout .

Messieurs les religieux
occupez-vous de nous 
plutôt qu'au nom de Dieu
tous nous mettre à genoux .

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Prière naïve à St James Infirmary

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All Wired Up (In A Lie)

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