In The Air, Part I

Cinnabar, Alternate Take

Nektar

Fragments

Conduct/dance

Ukiyo

Init

Beepstreet

BYTES (BY THE Y)

Stress the strains, right by the straws
Shift the shafts, lefts – by the twist
Any rows, just to get rid
Any in, emotionally yours

Gasbags – the folks, still bones thrown by
The system works to bleed it dry
Sleep well, dreams still by scenes and sounds

Bytes by the bits
But Y?
  
Well, why is that – old vicious quest
Used to say, the way (that) it is
This is it, just why is that 
Hard to tell – so, put it this
Why is that, an Y it is
This still it is – why is that   

Done with it, entiredly tied
The curly twirl, a plait-made twine
Cleared screwed sensely, walked the line

Watching the wheels, doin' what it's like
The system works, to bleed it dry
No one left, thus to re-pen

Bytes, Dread I

Bytes, Dread II

SURROUNDED

Life/love/live, it's just another lonesome:
hayday/heydei/highway/hellday
Out there on desolation
Old thin lizzard's mojo road

When it comes to loving
I just can’t – get it out
Off my mind
Just can’t – get it out
My head

We are surrounded
It wears (he/she/it/theirs) out
What is it about?
It is: about
Not at the slightest, just: about 
Is it allowed?
We are surrounded
Who is AroundMe?!
Who is around?
In our fake empire

Surrounded

PS:

Jack Arrow, smoothies to its all!
The bans done well, it's quite barrique
Pretty Vanilla of fabriques

Curtainly, it's saving lots
By fearing loss of pods made bods

Jack Arrow, smoothies to its all!
Five-hundreds took the sight to scene
The cells their nodes their apps of scheme

Assumptions' solitude

Well, why is that – old vicious quest
Used to say, the way (that) it is
This is it, just why is that

SOLITUDE

Sweet spots of target – randomly tagged
Capsules, the stacks:
Nody ventures of fabriques

Times a-changed, play-in' still same
Actions for acts, actors apart
Conductance by the d

A cute fruit, bit lame to suit
A cute fruit, bit lame to suit
A cute fruit, bit lame to suit
Assumptions' solitude

Next by indent, skipped outta box
Out of, outside, the beatspin drops
Check turned around, pushed of the cuff
A call, the raise, exclaimed, emphased

A cute fruit, bit lame to suit
Assumptions' solitude

Solitude

GRACE 21

Only a kid, Grace 21
Dressed by black
Behind the su-on
Aftermath at restless sea
Plywood to crash
A streak of mean
Head hung low by 61
Tears that tear by

Old Grapeful’s one

Sweet 1-16
The queen of hearts
Torn at the scene
Sealed with a kiss
Grand tissue through
To Grace the scars/scarf-ves
It’s wearing though

A grapeful Greatful
Gratefully spent

Grace 21. Lyrics

THE FORCE OF GOODBYE

Slit the throat, play by the blood
Stopped by the signs, for the bus
Crossed the fingers, overhead
The albatross sails by the breath/breeze
Dancing by the beauties/booties
Waiting for the miracle, the miracle to calm/come

Aftermath at restless sea, Judgement Day in Santa Fe
It’s crimson day, the coldest soul
Be brought to life/live, stitched by the freight
Of fear and loss, the force of goodbye
Down the Alley, outta way
Crimson day in Santa Fe

Control this su/on, tame this (bunge of) land
The cats’ fed judgement’s iron claw
Her, damned – up there, a-waving/waiting
The miracle to calm/come

Aftermath at restless sea, Judgement Day in Santa Fe
It’s crimson day, the coldest soul
Be brought to life/live, stitched by the freight
Of fear and loss, the karma cops of goodbye

The Force Of Goodbye [Lyrics]

GOOD K/NIGHT

Jerry hit tree, alpha three
L.A. Cienaga: Smiles!
Some timeless fight
Good night: dark knight!

The lots, the loss, down by the loots
Now, shooting arrows, by the sphere
This moment on, air’s getting thinner
The tight breeze, a breath it takes
The floor shaking, the glass breakin’
Built the walls, up to the castle
Dark, shadows, rain – the ring of reign
Down the alley, barber’s road
Wired the weird
At the myth of remote trees
Plywood cons by vitals’ seeds
How (it) gently hurts, the gentle soul
The flood again, Old Grapeful’s one

A grapeful Greatful
Gratefully spent
Actions for act
Actors a-part
Play-in, with the memories again

Good K/night [Lyrics]

King Of Hell. DNLCTR59

In Arms. DNLCTR59

e et al. YMHF1R

Come Back. DNLCTR59

e et al. IBNZRTCRF55

Aus dem #StasiArchiv – Feier-Abend!

Olives & Miracles

Nothing In Common (Breakfast At Tiffany's)

A Story 'Bout (Here I Go)

Songbird (Zauberland)

C/O (Your Song)

Hitchhogs (Lullaby)

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