heavenly crafted powers ........all wielded by pure architects and sculptors from an impossible dimension of liquid sonic soul mosaic hexes .......... an  ancient seed like this can only be the magic of the of the cosmic mage eternals

You are penning some amazing music this year, always a pleasure to listen😁👌👏

insky

with care

Tubo Production Ft Sk, Tubo and Anam-  Watching you (testi Anam/Sk)

More** RICØ & LeFou

Just a demo cover to see if we 'get the love'....  TTFN

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Bitter medicine

Ryu / Acoustic guitar, Program, Voice
Pablo D. Martin Fontana / Electric guitar
https://soundcloud.com/pdmf-2023


The increase in asylum seekers from the future has become a social problem.
In their world, it seems, one can't choose how to live, and one can no longer die.

They did simple jobs that were inefficient with machines.
Provided a minimal living, but it was only a minimum one.

They are waiting for the end of the world.
Feeling hopeless and taking bitter medicine.

Disconnected from the network for the first time in their lives, they look uneasy.
They have never chosen or made a mistake.
That hinders social participation.

They have no sense of belonging to a country because the borders have changed so many times.

They live in hiding in a society of the past.
Feeling hopeless and taking bitter medicine.

Their presence is a huge financial burden, but sending them back is not easy.
There are humanitarian issues and technical difficulties involved.

They seem normal, except for their use of strange slang.
They don't seem to be very good at expressing their opinions.

They've fled to this age in the hope of degenerating.
Feeling hopeless and taking bitter medicine.

Bitter medicine / collaboration with Pablo Dario Martin

I'm here with you tonight, are we the best that we could find
And I'm trying not to say what's on my mind.
Cause I have always said, what was in my head
But you know sometimes some things are better left unsaid.

I tell you lies; I tell you lies, I tell you sweet little lies
I tell you that you mean the world to me.
You tell me lies, you tell me lies, you tell me sweet little lies
You tell me that I am the man of your dreams

Although I’m sitting next to you, we’re both so far apart
Too far away to fill our empty hearts
We’ve been living for the moment but the moment’s long since past
We’re running on fumes and the passion’s fading fast

We had our day in the sun
We had a lot of fun
I think we’d both agree that we’re close to done
Circumstances change 
And what used to feel so right
We were caught in the hunger then we lost our appetite

I tell you lies; I tell you lies, I tell you sweet little lies, 
I tell you that you mean the world to me.
You tell me lies, you tell me lies, you tell me sweet little lies
You tell me that I am the man of your dreams

I think the time has come for the two of us to pack up and leave it
I can’t take this lying anymore
I can’t take this lying any more

Lies

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