Machine Unseen's second album contains more deeply personal music from In-Xtric-8's own life and regarding his relationships and feelings for family and friends.  Containing songs initially written in high school to songs written later in life and more recently with reflections during and after COVID-19..

In-Xtric-8

Stem-mastered by Oli Morgan

..........she changed me...
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Lyrics
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Big picture windows and bright colored birds, flying in to see her...
Blue glass bowls and plates shaped like fishes...  Wine and brie on crystalline dishes.
Watch the world sparkle from beneath a blue glass table, ah!

Chorus:
And she loved blue skies (3x)
And I could see them in her eyes (3x)

Austin and Bean, behind a curtain of dandelions, Warhols and James Dean lined her walls.
Tippy toe on the couch arm, to feel 10 feet tall!  Late night piano on a big blue ball...

(piano interlude)

Catching in color creatures scurrying to her window.  Curious monkeys and seagulls so fast, while spinning tops glitter brightly on glass...

Chorus:
And she loved blue skies (3x)
And I could see them in her eyes (2x)

Black leather jackets and oversized sweaters. silk and cashmere and three dozen shoes...
The sweetheart of all my songs and love letters,  black shades red lips and pink cheeks with no rouge.

Perfume, incense, Godiva - warm cup of bliss.  roses and candlelight reflect on the water.  If only time could stand still just like this.  Just like this...

Life transitions can be so untidy...  Friends offer support.  Voices speak quietly.  She has shifted the major and minor in me...

Still the way her head cradles into my shoulder, crinkles on her nose when she smiles.  Quiet walks in the woods along our canal.  or on the beach to gather shells for a while.  Ah!

Chorus:
And she loves blue skies (3x)
And I can see them in her eyes (3x)

Evidence of Soul

She Loves Blue Skies

Stem-mastered by Oli Morgan

..........it's okay to not have it all


Lyrics:
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V1.
Little Bear, won't you share just a slice of your blueberry pie.  It would be so nice if I could have a try.  
Don't you see my eyes?  They are staring at the prize you carry between hairy paws.  

C1.
Oh Little Bear, it would be nice if you would share a slice of your blueberry pie..., your blueberry pie..., your blueberry pie.
V1.1
Little Bear, won't you share just a slice of your blueberry pie.  May I try a bite?

V2.
Little Bear, I'm still very enticed by your blueberry pie, I've asked you nicely but there's been nary a reply.
Such a giant sized pie,... would it be wise?  Won't you hurt your belly if you eat it all?

C2.
Oh Little Bear, take my advice.  Don't gobble every slice of your blueberry pie..., your blueberry pie..., your blueberry pie.
V2.1
I don't mean to be contrary, but if your pie is dry, I have dairy!?

V3.
Oh how very beyond all compare was your blueberry pie.  Twice the recipe of blueberries, I think that's why...  
What a big surprise, your blueberry pie's so nice and juicy we don't need milk at all.

C3.
A dozen napkins won't suffice when savoring a slice of your blueberry pie,... your blueberry pie,... your blueberry pie.
V3.1
Little Bear, thank you very, very much for your blueberry pie.  I'm very satisfied!

Little Bear

Beneath Your Beautiful (Madilyn Bailey feat. Runaground)

Stem-mastered by Oli Morgan

..........For our friends.
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Lyrics:
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v1.
When you arrive, time to take a small break from our labors…  To slow down and unwind as much as we’re able, 
An honest kind-hearted friendship never wavered.  You bring the wine.  We’ll set the table.

v2.
At the door, “Glad to see you!  How was your flight?  Of course, you’ll have to stay for more than just one night???”
The girls start in with banter and joking, our words more subtle.,,, quietly spoken, confidence shared, long-kept, unbroken…

Chorus:  
We’ll serve the quiet and you pour the laughter.  No need to clean up, we can handle that after you’ve gone…  
Let’s make the most of this time spent together…. Even though a familiar melancholy song, the afterglow of your smile lingers on…

v3.
Share a good meal and a drink, or maybe two, talking of old times, and old friends we once knew…  
laugh and smile ‘til… bellies and hearts fill, remembering all we knew to be true.

v4.
Behind the meal, and special care, … faintly whispering in the air. 
More than gratitude, peace and good cheer, sacred, unspoken these many years… this reluctant evanescence shared…

Chorus:  
We’ll serve the quiet and you pour the laughter.  No need to clean up, we can handle that when you’ve gone…  
Let’s make the most of this time spent together…. Even though a familiar melancholy song, the afterglow of your smile lingers on…

v5.
Once again, across all these years… How have we come this far???    through love... laughter… loss… tears???   … You break out your guitar,…

(guitar interlude)

Life’s not always been kind, but friends know how to pretend… love is blind…

Chorus:  
A little more music,…  Won’t you read us a chapter?  We've got all night. When will another chance come along?  
Let’s make the most of this time spent together…Even though a familiar melancholy song, the afterglow of your smile lingers on…

Afterglow

All of Me

All Of Me

...love's marathon

Stem mastered by Oli Morgan

Many thanks to Monkey Swipe for the flute track.

Lyrics:
.v1.
The race is on!  Who's chasing whom?  What are you fleeing from?  Who are your running to?
Got to keep pace, strong steady stride, ...no time to look back.  The swiftest will survive!

Chorus:
Although I may never win this race, I'm running in a state of grace, just to see that smile upon Your face!

v2.
No promises made to rats on a wheel.  The rules are so few.  We've got time to steal.
It's not only fear, but Love that inspires, that keeps us on the run... the Fuel that feeds our fires.

to Chorus:

Bridge:
The first time you fell, I fell too, and I knew I had fallen.
Running beside you, "Don't let go!" you cried.
Now we're just chasing time, so to stay alight, let Me give you these wings ...

v3.
to fly...to fly!  Fly high!
It's not only hope but Joy that inspires,... that keeps us on the run... the Fuel that feeds our fires!

to Chorus:

(Instrumental)

Fuel That Feeds Our Fires

Fuel That Feeds Our Fires - Monkey Swipe (flute)

Lyrics

There’s a grace in accepting our past
Shading reality through rose-tinted glass
Reframe dreams, re-envision success,
A lifetime of memories, some good, some a little less.

We’ve had challenges along our way.
Detours that led us here today…
Would never have dreamed to pray for this…
We found in our struggles a share of bliss…

Though deep wilderness we travel through
You make ever after so easy to do…
You make ever after oh so easy to do…

Why choose this man so flawed and moody.
In imperfection you showed him beauty.
Imperfect, yet never settling for less
as you tease playfully at his seriousness…

Now I hold my tongue a little more…
So that for your waves I can be your shore…
To be your comfort as we grow old…
To have the hand you reach out to hold.

Tender impulses somehow grew.
You make ever after so easy to do…
Our years together, how they flew.
You make ever after so easy to do…
You make ever after oh so easy to do

Interlude 

Our years together, how they flew.
You make ever after so easy to do
If we lived 1000 lifetimes through
I'd still do ever after… so happily with you,
I'd still do ever after… so happily with you,

You Make Ever After Easy

Thanks to Bill for the drum and percussion tracks...

Lyrics

There’s a grace in accepting our past
Shading reality through rose-tinted glass
Reframe dreams, re-envision success,
A lifetime of memories, some good, some a little less.

We’ve had challenges along our way.
Detours that led us here today…
Would never have dreamed to pray for this…
We found in our struggles a share of bliss…

Though deep wilderness we travel through
You make ever after so easy to do…
You make ever after oh so easy to do…

This man so flawed and moody.
In imperfection you showed him beauty, 
Imperfect, yet never settling for less,
as you tease playfully at his seriousness…

Now I hold my tongue a little more…
So that for your waves I can be your shore…
be your comfort as we grow old…
to have the hand you reach out to hold.

Tender impulses somehow grew.
You make ever after so easy to do…
Our years together, how they flew.
You make ever after so easy to do…
You make ever after oh so easy to do

Interlude 

Our years together, how they flew.
You make ever after so easy to do
If we lived 1000 lifetimes through
I'd still do ever after… so happily with you,
I'd still do ever after… so happily with you,

You Make Ever After Easy with Bill Concello - drums & percussion

Thanks, Bill for the drum parts!

lyrics

V1
Confident and full of  pride,
Honest feelings once denied
With no one in whom to confide.
Acquainted with life’s darker side 

Surviving such a long wild ride
Moments that  he could have died. 
So tough to swim against the tide 
But no denying that he tried 

C1
Just had to learn the hard way…
From willful boy to stubborn man…
Barely surviving day-to-day
Hoping life still had a plan…for him.


V2
Knowing love’s unlucky side
She learned to take these things in stride
Protective of the fire inside,
But unprepared when hearts collide

They met, she sensed his wounded pride
Feelings intense, his tongue was tied
A gaze from which he couldn’t hide 
Walls fell down and tears were cried

C2
Their love grew the hard way…
Messy, yes, but always true
Step-by-step and day-by-day
Both needing to see this through…

C3
They found love the hard way.
Retaught each other how to dance
with grace and gratitude.  They
were one another’s chance... to learn

to love the hard way…

The Hard Way

The Hard Way - featuring Bill Concello (drums)

Thanks to Bill Concello for writing and recording the drum and percussion track!

Lyrics:

How to grieve what had never been?
Written long ago… father, not friend,
without resolution in the end.  Why? 

Perhaps primitive, never eye to eye.  
maybe I to him, an animal, shelterless,
to be taken in, weak and helpless.

But to never grow up, be like Peter Pan
Soul of a boy in the skin of a man.
Irreverent child.  Never worldly or wise,
But no longer willing to wear his disguise
Off to heaven he flies!

brief interlude 

Nervous smile, awkward laugh, outta there!
Pumped ’til the burn was too much to bear.
Felt like flying, the wind in his hair,

Now older, still taken in easily
could ne’er comprehend inhumanity
they say he still lives in a fantasy

…to never grow up, Like Peter Pan
Soul of a boy in the skin of a man.
Irreverent, child.  Never worldly or wise,
But no longer willing to wear their disguise
Off to heaven he flies!
Off to heaven he flies!
to heaven he flies!
..he flies...  flies!
....he flies!
......he flies!
........he flies!

Taken In - Featuring Bill Concello (Drums)

Many thanks to Bill Concello for the drum and percussion parts.


Lyrics:
  
Seven huddle in a one room shed, tattered clothing, no toilet…bed.  
to sleep and keep the children fed, all other options limited.

Chorus:  
Swords to borders, war’s been won.
Give up the fight before it’s begun!
We’ll have thousands, they’ll have none…

Dirt road in a dust bowl town.  Fossilized fingers scratch the ground…
Burying treasures, recently found.  Palms outstretched without a sound. 

Chorus:  
Swords to borders, war’s been won.
Give up the fight before it’s begun!
We’ll have thousands, they’ll have none.

Swords to borders, war’s been won…

Bridge:
Imagination aspiration, revelation inspiration
Innovation adaptation, cooperation orchestration
Reputation vindication, collaboration invitation
Third-world nation transformation. Population celebration!

Hot sands blowing sting their faces,… a journey walked for generations.
A million footsteps leave no traces, but imprinted on their hearts, was patience…

Outro and fade out:  
Nations
Swords to borders, war’s been won.
Patience
Swords to borders, war’s been won.
Nations
Swords to borders, war’s been won.
Patience

Swords to Borders

Swords To Borders - featuring Bill Concello (drums)

Many thanks as always to Bill for the great drum track.  Thanks also on this song to Kohei for the jazzy feelings.


About lost years and holding on to hope even in old age

Lyrics:  

I thought my ship had sailed…, never again to ride your seas…
to sleep in a blanket of stars, or to taste your salty breeze…

Crossed mountains and meadows, yearning to feel your sand between my toes…
At sunrise tomorrow morn, where she blows, no one knows…

Watching and riding the waves, a last chance for this ship to come in..
Then it’ll be smooth sailing for us my maritime friend…
  it’ll be smooth sailing my friend…

Docked my boat on the harbor.   I’m on the beach combing for shells.
Hull may be taking on water, …but I can still catch the wind in my sails.

Remember how we faced the deep fearlessly, braving the storm in our primes…
Won’t you come out and sail with me, once more for the sake of old times?

Watching and riding the waves, a last chance for this ship to come in..
Then it’ll be smooth sailing for us my maritime friend…
  it’ll be smooth sailing my friend…
    smooth sailing
      smooth sailing
        smooth sailing

Old Mariner's Song - (Bill Concello - drums, Kohei Kanayama - jazz harmonies)

Written by Llinos Emanuel & Twm Dylan
Vocal Arrangement by Llinos Emanuel
Piano by Twm Dylan
Electric Bass by Twm Dylan
Produced by Llinos Emanuel & Harry Tarlton
Mixed by Harry Tarlton
Mastered by Harry Tarlton

Share a Dance With Me

Photo by MICHAEL CHIARA on Unsplash
      

Lyrics:

There’s a space within the mind 
where strands of fantasies unwind.  
Imagination so inclined…
From far beyond and far behind.

Joy or sorrow from their tears,
Transformed and silent, all these years.
In crystal pools like sacred mirrors
A fount of closely held ideals

An empty vessel, nothing more
Floating off to some far shore…
An empty vessel, nothing more

A beggar rough and so uncouth
Pours himself a dry vermouth
To hide from errors of his youth
From gravest sin profoundest truth

Head tilts, catches quiet whispers 
In mountain streams, and flowing rivers
Voices silence, concerns disperse.
A message from the universe:

An empty vessel, nothing more
Floating off to some far shore…
An empty vessel, nothing more

You let your intuition flow, 
To hidden dreams and secret woe
You would dare ne’er share nor show
But revelations from there grow…

Not of my own intent creating.  
But in this darkness meditating
Discoveries lie dormant, waiting. 
The silent child anticipating

An empty vessel, nothing more
Floating off to some far shore…
An empty vessel, nothing more

An empty vessel, nothing more

Nothing More

We are a family of musicians collaborating with others in Tokyo, London and the US to create our debut album, "Evidence of Soul," stories of love, friendship, and learning to survive in this world.

In-Xtric-8

Fuel That Feeds Our Fires - Monkey Swipe (flute)

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