Dirt Poor Robins album The Raven Locks Act 3

Dirt Poor Robins - Justice & Woe to Me

Element Two: Earth

One Foot in the Grave

Summoning

Imagine That

Element Three: Air

Make a Wish

lyrics:
VINCENT
TEN MINUTES ‘TILL LECTURE
A PATH TO RETRACE.
OTHER STUDENTS JOIN,
HEADED THE SAME EXACT PLACE.
POURING OUT OF BUILDINGS
MARCHING TO CLASS.
FILING THROUGH ARCHES.
REFLECTED IN GLASS.

ALL WALKING IN THE SAME DIRECTION, 
SPILL OUT OF A NARROW STREET AND CROSS THE ROAD.
FROM ABOVE, WE LOOK LIKE FLIES SURROUNDING SOMETHING THAT HAS DIED,
A CARCASS OVERFLOWED. 
I AM SCARED OF WHAT WILL HAPPEN AND I WISH I COULD STOP MOVING BUT I CAN’T TRY.
EVEN IF I DO, THE MINDLESS SWARM WILL SPLIT IN TWO AND PASS ME BY.


DO THEY NOT FEEL TRAPPED?
EVERY MOVEMENT MAPPED?
DO THEY FEEL MY STARE?
DO THEY EVEN CARE?
THE SWARM STARTS TO SEETHE (STUDENTS: AND IT’S HARD TO BREATHE)
AND IT’S HARD TO BREATHE (STUDENTS: AND IT’S HARD TO BREATHE)
WHERE CAN I RUN?

THEY DICTATE WHAT I DO AND I DICTATE WHAT THEY DO 
AS WE CONTROL THE MASS.
WE ARE AN ENDLESS STREAM OF FLESH SO ALL THE VEHICLES AROUND US WAIT FOR US TO PASS.
DRAWN INTO A VORTEX WHERE I CAN’T TELL IF I’M LEADING OR I’M BEING LED.
PART OF THEIR POTENTIAL, I CAN FEEL I HAVE A PURPOSE WAITING UP AHEAD

DO THEY NOT FEEL CAUGHT? 
IS THIS WHAT THEY’RE TAUGHT?
DO THEY NOT FEEL SMALL? 
DO THEY FEEL AT ALL?
DO THEY NOT FEEL LED? (STUDENTS: DO THEY NOT FEEL LED?)
DO THEY KNOW THEY’RE DEAD? (STUDENTS: DO THEY KNOW THEY’RE DEAD?)
WHERE CAN I RUN?

NO ONE WOULD NOTICE IF I EVER VANISHED
THEIR BODIES WOULD SUSTAIN
THIS NEVER-ENDING ARMY
LIKE BLOOD PUMPING THROUGH A VEIN.

NO ONE WOULD NOTICE IF ANYONE VANISHED. 
IF NATURE CULLED THE HERD.
THIS CROWD OF PULSING FOOTSTEPS
WOULD KEEP MOVING UNDETERRED.

(THE OTHER STUDENTS join in as they rush around VINCENT, who is standing still.)

NO ONE WOULD NOTICE IF I EVER VANISHED
THEIR BODIES WOULD SUSTAIN
THIS NEVER-ENDING ARMY
LIKE BLOOD PUMPING THROUGH A VEIN.
NO ONE WOULD NOTICE IF ANYONE VANISHED. 
IF NATURE CULLED THE HERD
THIS CROWD OF PULSING FOOTSTEPS
WOULD KEEP MOVING UNDETERRED.

(Suddenly, the students disperse. VINCENT is alone. )

BUT THE FOOTSTEPS PASS
HEADED OFF TO CLASS.
AND I’M LEFT BEHIND
SAYING I DON’T MIND.
I TRY NOT TO CARE,
BUT WHAT ELSE IS THERE?
IF I’M NOT TRAPPED HERE
I’LL JUST DISAPPEAR. 
WHEN IT’S SAID AND DONE,
WHERE CAN I RUN?

Where Can I Run (Adamandi Demo)

Dave Warren ASCAP/BMI
Lyrics:
Verse 1 I sit here in my chair, surrounded by the past A scrapbook on my lap, memories that will forever last Born in '52, a baby boy with a cry My parents smiled and held me tight, a new life in the sky The world was changing fast, a new era had begun I grew up with the Beatles, and the sounds of Elvis' song
Chorus This is the book of my life, a story yet untold Pages turning, memories unfolding, moments to behold From the joys to the heartaches, it's all here to see The book of my life, a journey through you and me
Verse 2 I wrote my first poem, in high school's creative fire Dreams of being a novelist, my heart's one desire I served my country, in the Army's noble pride Saw the world, made some friends, and lived to tell the tale inside I sang in a band, with a voice that wasn't bad We played the local bars, and the crowds made us feel glad
Chorus This is the book of my life, a story yet untold Pages turning, memories unfolding, moments to behold From the joys to the heartaches, it's all here to see The book of my life, a journey through you and me
Verse 3 I met my first love, in a college town's delight We danced under the stars, on a warm summer night We married young, with hearts full of cheer But like the seasons, our love did fade, and we said goodbye, my dear I remarried later, with a love that stood the test We built a life together, and our family found its nest
Chorus This is the book of my life, a story yet untold Pages turning, memories unfolding, moments to behold From the joys to the heartaches, it's all here to see The book of my life, a journey through you and me
Verse 4 Children grew up, with laughter and with tears Grandchildren followed, and wiped away my fears Of growing old, of leaving this life behind They gave me purpose, and a reason to shine I look back on my life, and see the paths I've trod Regrets and triumphs, a mix of joy and the not-so-good
Chorus This is the book of my life, a story yet untold Pages turning, memories unfolding, moments to behold From the joys to the heartaches, it's all here to see The book of my life, a journey through you and me
Verse 5 Now my hair is gray, and my steps are slow But in this scrapbook, my story still glows I've lived a life full, with love and with strife And as I turn the pages, I relive my life The memories come flooding back, like a river's tide And I'm grateful for the journey, that I've lived and survived
Bridge Some pages are torn, some are worn and old But the stories they tell, are worth more than gold I've lived a life of wonder, of trial and of might And in this book, it's all here, shining with delight
Chorus This is the book of my life, a story yet untold Pages turning, memories unfolding, moments to behold From the joys to the heartaches, it's all here to see The book of my life, a journey through you and me
Outro I'll close this book now, and let the memories rest For in its pages, my story's been etched and blessed I'll cherish every moment, every joy and every pain For in the book of my life, I've lived, and loved, and remain.

The Book

AlicebanD - Catharsis
written and arranged by Alice Walker. Vocals and piano - Alice Walker, Trumpet - Tom Walker. Bass - John Starr. Drums - Ned. 

Catharsis

Puppet Loosely Strung

Ooky Spooky

Cannibal Buffet

Sirens

spoilers for MAG101! a song for Michael Shelley. me entertaining the idea of a more self-aware michaeldistortion or a thought process of  michael shelley turnin' into michaeldistortion....idk. a compilation of Michael Shelley thoughts.

inspired by The Magnus Archives by Rusty Quill!

LYRICS
I started working for her when I was still young
Thought that place could answer things I didn’t know how to ask
I’d chased answers for years something to quiet my mind
And I knew she had the knowledge I sought to find

I had a flaw you lack and that flaw was trust
I wish I'd kicked it out in time and ground it to dust
Things are more than they appear, doors and people too
The veil between faith and folly is easy to fall through 

Now I can’t see my own limbs; they fade in and out
And there’s bones where there shouldn’t be
My voice is always being mocked back at me
Except for the times when it speaks before I speak

I don’t have all of who I was, maybe I was a fool
full of so much care for others it twisted me from man to tool
Now I’m just some tragedy that hurts your eyes to perceive
Won’t you come through my door, keep me company?





She was forgetful yet had so much behind her eyes 
Knowledge barely contained within her frail frame
I couldn’t tell what it was, but there was a density there
Indiscernible things always crowding her air

I had the feeling if she told me I could not begin to understand
There were times I’d feel ignorant and useless
Feeling she was seeing the world with an added dimension
All I could do was give her all my trust and attention

Now I can’t see my own limbs; they fade in and out
And there’s bones where there shouldn’t be
My voice is always being mocked back at me
Except for the times when it speaks before I speak

I don’t have all of who I was, maybe I was a fool
full of so much care for others it twisted me from man to tool
Now I’m just some tragedy that hurts your eyes to perceive
Won’t you come through my door, keep me company?

We traveled north for a little business trip
To a place with a name that was fake
We shared a glimpse of hallucination or evidence
She gave me a map that made no sense

She said I could stop a great evil
It was the something I’ve become one with
With the map in hand, I stepped into the maze 
Of ever-changing colors and no nights or days

Now I can’t see my own limbs; they fade in and out
And there’s bones where there shouldn’t be
My voice is always being mocked back at me
Except for the times when it speaks before I speak

I don’t have all of who I was, maybe I was a fool
full of so much care for others it twisted me from man to tool
Now I’m just some tragedy that hurts your eyes to perceive
Won’t you come through my door, keep me company?


I met the monster and I made it my own
Made these hallways I wandered my new home
Am I too sharp to look at, am I something unknown?
Would you still call your hand a hand if it had so much bone?

Now I can’t see my own limbs; they fade in and out
And there’s bones where there shouldn’t be
My voice is always being mocked back at me
Except for the times when it speaks before I speak

I don’t have all of who I was, maybe I was a fool
full of so much care for others it twisted me from man to tool
Now I’m just some tragedy that hurts your eyes to perceive
Won’t you come through my door, keep me company?
Won’t you come through my door, keep me company?

Through My Door (A Magnus Archives Fansong)

This page is for our website portfolio; demos for in-progress projects are posted to https://soundcloud.com/elliotvalentinelee

We are Mel Hornyak (Book/Lyrics) and Elliot Valentine (Book/Lyrics/Music), two New York-based musical theater writers who work under the artist name Melliot. Our musicals use speculative genres like sci-fi, horror, and fantasy to defamiliarize power, love and identity.

Where Can I Run (Adamandi Demo)

Melliot

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