Disassociate

A song about the important things in life. Vocal and 12 String Guitar - Rich O'Brien. Electric Lead Guitar - David Hynes. Mixing and Mastering - Roy Blake.

Photograph - Rich O'Brien

Love, Peace, and Happiness

In a dark, dark place, in a dark, dark wood.
You found your hiding place?
Because I think you should.
It's obscene.
You're out there looking pretty green.

You stand upon the hill, above the darkest town.
You like to waste your time.
You all just hang around.
Remaining seen.
It's no surprise, you're pretty green.

I can see your faults.
Can you see my needs?
Through the screen.
I can see your outline against the moon.
Pretty green.

Upon a lonely street, there is a golden house.
Even the quietest man can start the loudest shouts.
Fuck your machine.
Oh, my fucking God you are green.

In a dark, dark room, and down a dark, dark stair.
There is a hiding place, and we should hide in there.
Living the dream?
A pretty green flying machine.

You can't  hide your faults.
Can you meet my needs?
Hidden screams.
I can't make your outline against the sun.
It's all green.

You can't read my thoughts.
You wont get inside.
Just unseen.
Can you take me out from amongst the noise.
That's all green.
A pretty green flying machine.

Mixed and Mastered by Woods Studio Norway.


Pretty Green [Woods Studio Norway Mix]

You know, it’s not easy to fulfill your dreams
Facility often paves the way
And you may only see adversity
Where there is, in fact, opportunity

(Dare to Dream)
(Repeat)

In the silence, where old fears reside
Courage whispers, urging you to stride
You can do it, if you dare to dream
Without any fear, even against the stream

(Dare to Dream)
(Repeat)

And you strive to find a place of freedom
To be able to live your dreams
Then, finally, you find your dream place
There is no way, no way to return
(Dare to Dream)
(Don’t give up)
(Repeat)

Dare To Dream

This number discribes the fear for a nuclear war and the coming of the Nuclear winter.

Fallout

Cover of ...Baby One More Time by Britney Spears

...Baby One More Time

I stepped into an avalanche
It covered up my soul
When I am not this hunchback that you see
I sleep beneath the golden hill
You who wish to conquer pain
You must learn, learn to serve me well

You strike my side by accident
As you go down for your gold
The cripple here that you clothe and feed
Is neither starved nor cold
He does not ask for your company
Not at the center, the center of the world

When I am on a pedestal
You did not raise me there
Your laws do not compel me
To kneel grotesque and bare
I myself am the pedestal
For this ugly hump at which you stare

You who wish to conquer pain
You must learn what makes me kind
The crumbs of love that you offer me
They're the crumbs I've left behind
Your pain is no credential here
It's just the shadow, shadow of my wound

I have begun to long for you
I who have no greed
I have begun to ask for you
I who have no need
You say you've gone away from me
But I can feel you when you breathe

Do not dress in those rags for me
I know you are not poor
And don't love me quite so fiercely now
When you know that you are not sure
It is your turn, beloved
It is your flesh that I wear

Avalanche (Leonard Cohen Cover)

Time To Get Away

My Wife
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[instrumental]

Bit by bit small things pile up
And then one day they fill the cup
But to the end she is my life
Nothing to do, I love my wife

[bridge]

She has all sorts, of weird ideas
She drives me up a tree
And what she says, most of the time
Don't make much sense to me

She spends her  days, on her computer
She looks up all sorts of things
Sometimes it's food, or some strange potion
She fills her head with curious notions

She then complains about how I am
But she must see, something in me
She sticks around, most of the time
Somedays I really think she's mine

[instrumental]

Bit by bit small things pile up
And then one day they fill the cup
But to the end she is my life
Nothing to do, I love my wife

[bridge]

She loves dogs and little kids
She would spend her life with them
But most of all she loves her phone
And never leaves the thing alone

She talks of plants and growing food
But then she kills them where they stood
She thinks the world is going to end
That's not so crazy, why pretend

She's always worried about her looks
Puts dabs of cream in every nook
But it's too late, no longer matters
I would like her torn and tattered

mmmmmmmmmmmmm

But it's too late, no longer matters
I would love her torn and tattered

But it's too late, no longer matters
I would love her torn and tattered

[outro]
[instrumental]

Bit by bit small things pile up
And then one day they fill the cup
But to the end she is my life
Nothing to do, I love my wife

My Wife

Open Up
My eyes and find
It lies within
And not without
Today I woke up
And I spoke up
Even choked up
And I doubt
That we are here
In all it seems
To be a scheme
To keep us here
It keeps circling down
And down

Realize your
Soul can fly
Beyond the side
Of your best friend
Take her hand
And understand
Our seed was planted
In a distant land
But you are here
And so am I
A moment's laugh
And then we die
It keeps circling down
And down

...Baby One More Time

Mafew Van de Maxville