Collapso Calypso

Into Gold

Minimum Descent Altitude

Twilight of the Gods 

It wasn’t about hope 
They just couldn’t take a joke 
But they let you run your mouth 
Because it gave them more rope 

You said they’d remember your name 
For all the honor in literary fame 
But you wound up crying outside your mother’s 
In the rain 

Twenty-five years to retire 
An indefinite date to expire 
Almost got fired over a pothole 
Dad never taught you how to change a tire 

Twilight of the gods 
Overcome by the odds 
Blasting out the bad thoughts 
With the music in our cars 

Twilight of the gods 
Fate shuffled all our cards 
Is the mud deep enough 
To plant a basketball hoop in the yard? 
And what of your friend’s silver dreams? 
All the pool parties, beers, rehearsed scenes 
You’ve got to be slapped by real life 
To comprehend what fantasy means 

You always had a soft spot for Angela 
Even when she yelled at ya 
The flower in her hair 
Was a yellow chrysanthemum 

And her soulmate Blaine’s persistent tinnitus 
Combined with his chronic right shoulder bursitis 
Compromised the showcase after those 
Fringe suits had hyped it 

Twilight of the gods 
Overcome by the odds 
Blasting out the bad thoughts 
With the music in our cars 

Twilight of the gods 
Fate shuffled all our cards 
Is the mud deep enough 
To plant a basketball hoop in the yard? 


To whom do you owe the pleasure? 
Of carrying on
You don’t even need 
To fill out a form 
You just keep waking up
Even when you’ve had enough 
To take your swing, shoot your shot 

Twilight of the Gods

Paradox World 

Sometimes at night 
I fall into soft shadows 
Because the way of the stray 
Is to shelter from harm 

Then the bread-truck is unloading 
While the birds are calling 
From perches above the boulevard 
It’s like an algorithm remembering your favorite song 

I’m ambivalent about sunlight 
Like when these gridlocked cars 
On narrow blocks sweat like battalions 
Led by someone terribly wrong 

And we’re in a paradox world 
Someone love me into submission 
A paradox world 
Someone guide my hand in composing 
This transmission 

A paradox world 
There’s always tomorrow until tomorrow
Paradox World 
Time takes life, it doesn’t borrow 

Now the flakes fall at twilight 
With the streetlights turned on
It looks like static in my vision 
Camouflages the crosswalk 

No one asks if I’m lonely 
They only stare like I don’t belong 
They might find I have old music inside 
If they ever wanted to talk 

Is it the scythe or the hood? 
Which they find so off-putting 
Sometimes they run, others just turn white 
As their outlines in chalk 

It’s a paradox world 
I have centuries of notes 
It’s a paradox world 
Full of promises and high hopes 

Paradox World

To kick off the New Year’s Eve celebrations, Moby has created a special DJ mix just for you. Enjoy the music, and have a safe and fun start to 2025!

Tracklisting:

1 moby and Chris Stussy - Go 
2 moby ft. Benjamin Zephaniah - Where is your pride? (essel remix) 
3 moby ft lady blackbird - Dark days (undercat remix) 
4 Anfisa letyago & moby - You and me (sg lewis remix)
5 moby ft. Miss Monique - Feeling so real 2024
6 moby & Armin van Buuren - Extreme ways
7 moby ft. Benjamin Zephaniah - Where is your pride?
8 moby ft. Choklate - Sweet moon(Jung remix) 
9 moby ft gaidaa - Transit(lafayette remix)
10 moby ft. akemi fox - Fall back (Coco Bryce remix)
11  moby ft India carney - Precious mind (April remix) 
12 moby ft aynzli - Medusa (808 remix) 
13  moby ft serpentwithfeet - On air (strings version)

moby pod: dj set 1

Gravity

here is a cover for you as I work on writing the rest of my album
<3 much love <3


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vPqUrdjp_yc

Crying (Roy Orbison Cover)

Verona Revisited 

I was thinking about a summer moon
I was remembering the bomb in Times Square 
I was recalling that when I was with you 
I didn’t really care 

I was ransoming your promise 
I was planning out our life 
I never stopped to ask myself 
If you wanted to be my wife 

Bought time 
With a rhyme 
Never even tasted 
Your lips upon mine 
Swore I was fine 
Drinking the world 
But a guy can get tangled 
When he falls in love with a girl 

Those days are long ago 
And the city doesn’t feel the same 
As when I was brand-new with you 
Like I never had a name 

The bench between the avenues 
The movie theater underground 
The way you made me go in search 
Of some divine, secret sound 

Chorus 

Would I sound ridiculous? 
To admit I pictured you with gray hair 
Was I mistaken when I concluded 
You never gave a damn 

Hey, we were young 
And things get messy 
Deep down I knew you were  
Too busy to miss me 

Chorus 

Well, what could be more romantic? 
Two city kids in love? 
In the first summer of a new decade 
Through the eyes of a wounded dove 

In the flashing lights 
Behind the homeless man in the park  
The Holy Spirit doesn’t help him  
And I nurse a broken heart 


verona revisited

The Boys of Summer

The Boys of Summer (Live at EartH, London, 2019)

I Didn't See

Matt Waters is a singer-songwriter from New York City. His songs range from character studies of the contemporary American to intimate explorations of love. A writer of fiction, he attempts to meld the musical and literary realms through detailed lyricism. He has been particularly inspired by the likes of Bob Dylan, Leonard Cohen, Billy Corgan, Mike Scott, Isaac Brock, David Bowie, Tupac Shakur, Elliott Smith, Patti Smith, Nicole Atkins, Damien Rice and Bruce Springsteen. As a guitar player he’s influenced by the progressions of John Lennon and George Harrison. The lyrics to his song Aurora were published in the March 2017 issue of American Songwriter Magazine. An essay about being a performance artist called A Moment of Honesty was published in Guernica in May 2016.

verona revisited

Matt Waters.