Depression

Just Be Good to Me

ANOTHER PANDEMIC SOLO WHEN I WAS THIRSTY !

CLEAN WATER

Another accidental decent new song that fits nicely in the "Opposing Forces" project.  I wrote the lyrics last week, recorded the music last Wednesday, and the vocals today.

This song is about the good people who dismiss themselves when they see something horrible happening to another person.

Lyrics:

Little Gage is in the back of the bus again
The safe seats were all taken.
They spit and mock and slap and they pull his hair.
Even after he starts shaking.

The others lock their eyes on the road ahead.
And ensure that he’s forsaken.
The driver never looks back from the road.
Not for peace, life, or creation.

Chorus:

They’re all trying not to notice.
They don’t want to know this.
“Thank God, this is not me but someone else!”

Bella’s broken down in the locker room
With mean girls all around her.
They’ve cut up all her nice new cool school clothes
That her mother worked so hard for.

The other girls avert their eyes and leave
And do not offer comfort.
When asked later they say they know nothing.
Not sure they even saw her.

Chorus:

They made sure not to notice.
They do not need to know this.
“Thank God, that was not me but someone else!”

Devon has spent six months on the deep blue sea.
He really missed his family.
He drove all night and passed through three more states.
Not caring how he’s driving.

Blue lights appear behind him on the road.
And calmly, he pulls over.
The cops say he’s been drinking all night long.
And pull him from his Rover.

Chorus:
They begin to beat him.
And no one stops to help him.
“Thank God, that isn’t me but someone else!”

Bridge:
Cowardice is violence, too.
How long until they come for you?
What have you gained observing rules?
The enforcers are clearly evil.

Chorus:
You think that you can hold out.
And they won’t call your own out.
Dear God, please save these people from themselves!

Two kids peeking through the upstairs back window
As Nazis march the Jews out.
They force them all to stop and take off their clothes
Then they heard them to a dug out.

They make them face away from the men with guns.
And then they blow their brains out.
The grown-ups in the house all hear the cries.
They pretend that it is all well.

Chorus:
They refuse to notice.
They don’t want to know this.
“Thank God, this isn’t us but someone else!”

You think that you can hold out.
And they won’t call your own out.
Good God, please save your children from themselves.

Craven

Kneading

Project 91 🛸

The Harder They Fall

RIO FLOW FREESTYLE - KELLZ

AKA KILLA KELLZ
AKA THE REAL KELLZ
AKA THE BIGGEST KELLZ SINCE ROBERT

Rio Flow Freestyle

Brian Butts - Guitar, Drums, Bass, Keyboards, Master Mix
Marc Freak - Vocals, Lyrics https://soundcloud.com/marcfreak

Image by David Hockney

SPRINGBOARD
With a jump I felt higher
With a springboard I fly
And our palms both reached far out
Into you arms until we pass out

CHORUS
You kind of hold me in a trance
I never really ever really ever had much a chance
I took a firm yet drunken stance
I never really ever really ever had much a chance
You had me with a single glance
I never really ever really ever had much a chance
Lets raise a glass and have a dance

Floating high dreaming higher
Whilst my heart is on fire
Looking down on the doubters
That know nothing about us

CHORUS

With a jump I felt higher
With a springboard I fly
I don't care about perception
This is my true redemption

CHORUS

Abstruse

Springboard (feat. Marc Freak)

I chose Under The Rain as the first single from my album because it’s more than just a track, it’s the heartbeat of the entire project. It’s where my musical journey comes full circle, blending the sounds that inspired me 30 years ago with the artist I am today. This is a deeper, more intimate side of me, raw, intense, but always made to move you. For the first time, I teamed up with my Synth Pop band, Motel Boutique, to create something truly personal. This isn’t just music; it’s my story. The lyrics are my feelings laid bare, sometimes dark, sometimes bright, but always honest. It’s a reflection of my life so far: a wild, thrilling, and unforgettable ride. And what better way to start this new chapter than by dancing under the rain? This is me, unfiltered. This is Under The Rain. Let’s dance through it together. David Tort

The Harder They Fall

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