Disclaimer: I'm a cat person.

We Hate All Cats
Song and Lyrics by Mike Krath
artificially enhanced using SUNO

Lyrics

There are times we think we are dogs,
And then sometimes we know we are,
And we run all around,
And chase neighborhood cats,
And ignore the neighbors who scream they’re calling the cops.

We may not be real dogs, but we are in our minds
We're chasing cats, and having a good time

And we hate all cats,
And try to run them over with our cars,
And throw them high in the air to land in our neighbor’s lawn.
And when the cops arrive, we bark and growl.
For we hate all pigs, and cats, and anything else on the prowl.

We may not be real dogs, but we are in our minds
We're chasing cats, and having a good time.

We Hate All Cats

Soul revision of my original.

Something's a Hole in My Shoe
Lyrics and Music: Mike Krath
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Lyrics

You may wonder why I’m doing nothing
when you’re not around.
It’s so easy to explain, so easy you see (you see),
You know, it’s simply this, I’m doing nothing because, well (well),
Because you’re simply not here with me (no, no).

And something is nothing when you’re not around.
Something is nothing when you’re not around.
Something is nothing when you’re not around (not around),
And you’re not here right now (no).

Now I know anything is better than something
When you have nothing better to do (we can dig it),
But since you’ve been gone anything is nothing,
And something’s a hole in my shoe,

something’s a hole in my shoe.

Interlude

I can’t find something,
Something to do when you’re not in town (no),
And something is nothing when you’re not around.
And when you’re not here, something is never found (never, no, no),

And something is nothing when you’re not around.
Something is nothing when you’re not around (mercy!),
Something is nothing when you’re not around,
And you’re not here right now (tell me something good).

Interlude

Now I know anything is better than something (something)
When you have nothing better to do
But since you’ve been gone anything is nothing (nothing),
And something’s a hole in my shoe (a hole in my shoe)

something’s a hole in my shoe.
something’s a hole in my shoe.
something’s a hole in my shoe.

Something's a Hole in My Shoe

I found this old song on a cassette recording (via late 80's).  I had written it as a satire for my wife.  I transferred it to mp3 and then used AI to give it a soul/jazz sound. 

It's My Love Bouquet
Lyrics and Music: Mike Krath
artificially enhanced using SUNO

Lyrics

How much do i love you?
How much do i care? (baby)
Go outside to our dying tree,
and see how many leaves have fallen on the ground (count them, if you can)
That's how much i love you,
That's how much i care (oh baby)
By how many leaves have fallen off our dying tree,
scattered on the ground (here and there, everywhere),
It's my love bouquet,
For you, baby,
that's how much i love you (so fine)

Interlude

Snow is falling,
Our tree now has no leaves (so sad)
Can you count the number that have fallen (one)
The number that fell (two)
That's how much I love you (baby)
That's how much I care (so much)
By the number of leaves on the ground (so many)
Scattered here and there (three)
It's my love bouquet (four)
That's how much I love you (oh baby),
By the number of leaves (my love)
It's my love bouquet,
It's my love bouquet,
It's my love bouquet.

It's My Love Bouquet

Nothing We Do Will Last
Lyrics and Music: Mike Krath
artificially enhanced using SUNO

Lyrics

You made my life pain and sorrow,
But soon it will pass,
Nothing we do is forever,
Nothing we do will last.

You left me when I was depressed,
You said you won't be there when I'm dust,
You said you'd be long gone by then,
and you hope I get it in the end.

All our love was always waiting for tomorrow,
Never intended to last,
You deserted me in my sorrow,
You walked out as my past.


You made my life pain and sorrow,
But soon it will pass,
Nothing we do is forever,
Nothing we do will last.

You made my life pain and sorrow,
But soon it will pass,
Nothing we do is forever,
Nothing we do will last.

Nothing We Do Will Last

For this song I used music I had composed in 1988 with strings and an arpeggiating harp.  The added lyrics come from my experience with people I knew who had alzheimer's before they died. 

What a Farce
Lyrics and Music: Mike Krath
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Lyrics

I saw you being taken away,
To a place you didn't want to be,
To a place where you'll forget my name,
And your memories.

Like a young child,
I saw you protest and cry,
Like an older woman without a cane,
You tried but couldn't get to me inside.

I guess I'll visit every day,
But I doubt you'll know my name (know my name),
But maybe you'll recognize snow,
and the rose I give you again.

This is not the life I wanted us to face,
Forced now to live it all the same,
By my side all my life,
What a farce, and you don't know my name.

What a Farce

An A.I. of my original country song. 

It's Easy Doing Country (when your wife's not at home)
Lyrics and Music: Mike Krath
artificially enhanced using SUNO

Lyrics

Now a man started a country song,
And sang it out all strong,
And he played it at the honky-tonks,
And he hummed it all night long,
But nine months later,
His song became undone,
When someone knocked at his door
And handed him a son.

Oh, it was easy (for him) to do country,
And sing it for all to hear,
Then forget all about it,
And keep it in arrears,
But the woman he’d composed with,
wouldn’t let it disappear.
And she added a boy to his chorus,
And that at sixty years!

And she told him flat out:
I really wanted to love you,
Until I found it was a sham
Your country song went out of tune
When I found you were a married man.
You made me think you were solo,
When your duet was at home,
So good luck at being trio,
You, your wife, and son.

Oh, a man started a country song,
And sang it out all strong,
Until he got a baby boy,
And the tune went out all wrong,
Then the whole town got involved,
And sung the parts unsung.
And his wife joined the chorus
And even brought her gun.

It’s easy doing country
When your wife’s not a home
Going down to the honky-tonks
Pretending to be alone
But nine months later
When presented with a son
It’s really hard explaining
 exactly what you’ve done.

It's Easy Doing Country (When Your Wife's Not at Home)

With a Cheap Stone
Lyrics and Music: Mike Krath
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Lyrics

I had a sister
Who died too soon
Sixteen years
What could I do
Announced by my mother
Who’s now dead too
Both died young
What could I do
Harden my heart,
But life broke through.
like a cheap stone
A cheap stone.
Just like a cheap stone.

On and on,
Life goes on,
On and on,
with a heart of stone
On and on,
Life goes on,
But with a cheap stone,
Just a cheap stone.

I’ve had friends,
Who died too soon
twenties, thirties,
What could I do
Announced by my friends
who loved them, too
All died young
What could I do,
Harden my heart,
But life broke through.
like a cheap stone
A cheap stone.
Just like a cheap stone.

Interlude

On and on,
Life goes on,
On and on,
with hearts of stone
On and on,
Life goes on,
But with a cheap stone,
Just a cheap stone.

With a Cheap Stone

Revised original for better vocals

To Mary Jo
Music and Lyrics: Mike Krath
artificially enhanced using SUNO

Lyrics

There's a cemetery on the hill
that contains my next of kin,
and some were fat, and some were thin,
and that’s all I remember of them,
And I walk among their stones without a thought,
On my way to my Mary Jo’s plot.

And I spread a blanket near her stone,
And I lay a red rose down,
Then I sit and talk of our son,
How’s he been doing all year ‘til now.
And I tell her what’s important,
And what she’d needs to hear
And if I miss something,
Oh well, there’s always next year.

And the first year I told her he walked,
As one would expect,
But his first words were mama, not dada,
And he did it to show her respect,
And his second year he was trouble,
And I was glad she wasn’t around,
And in the third I disciplined him in anger,
And I wasn’t very proud.

And his fourth and fifth were happy,
All he did was play
Then he cried going into first grade,
and I really wanted him to stay,
And then on and on through little league,
and up to seventh grade,
and his girlfriends made me sad,
And it made him feel dismayed
But High School I let him go
To choose his path to walk,
But he still asked my advice about life and such
And we had real times of talk.
Then the dreaded day came,
When he asked if he could drive,
And I made a face, but still paid his course
And thank God he’s still alive.

And today I want to tell you,
Our boy graduated this week,
he looked so nice in his cap and gown,
so grown up now,
you'd be so proud,
and he graduated with honors,
He's so smart,
just like you were,
So proud, Mary Jo,
so proud.

Now Mary Jo it’s getting cold up here,
And I need to be heading down,
But I’ll return again next year, my love,
To let you know all our son’s doings above this ground.

There's a cemetery on the hill
that contains our next of kin,
and some were fat, and some were thin,
and that’s what people remember of them,
But a woman who died before her son
could open his eyes to see her,
Has been kept abreast by the man she loved
Of the things her son’s endured.

To Mary Jo

Dance remix of original.

All Over The World
Lyrics and Music: Mike Krath
artificially enhanced using SUNO

Lyrics

All over the world,
All over the world,
People crying,
People dying,
All over this world.

See the mother lying there,
See the crying baby by her side,
What the world fails to give,
The woman never receives,
Though they keep crying and dying,
No one sees.

All over this world,
All over the world,
People crying,
People dying,
All over the world.

All over the world,
All over the world,
People crying,
People dying,
All over the world.

All Over The World

Whipped this up yesterday, made a lead sheet, played and sang on the piano, but then, not wanting to release a song sounding like an old Bob Dylan, I turned to A.I. for a polished work.

Kinda Country
Lyrics and Music: Mike Krath
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Lyrics

I live in Texas,
But not on a farm,
In a house in the suburbs,
With a certain old charm,
I have lassos on my walls,
And pigs on my lawn,
Not real, but plastic,
By a neon sign that says y'all.

I know it's a bit crazy,
But that's how it has to be,
If you don't want to be city folk,
But kinda country.

I drive a shiny pickup
But not on a ranch,
With a brand new cowboy hat,
I hang from a branch. 
I don't own any cattle,
I don't own a horse,
But I still wear leather boots,
With sharp pointy spurs, of course,

I know it's a bit crazy,
But that's how it has to be,
If you don't want to be a city folk,
But kinda country.

I know it's a bit crazy,
But that's how it has to be,
If you don't want to be a city folk,
But kinda country.

Kinda Country

And Love to Show It
Lyrics and Music: Mike Krath
artificially enhanced using SUNO

Lyrics

Bring on the days of old,
Can you hear them,
Can you hear them?

Don't count the days,
Don't count the months,
They are gone before you know it.
So do what you need to do,
While you're young,
Before you blow it.

Don't wait until you're old,
Hearing her voice to surrender,
You need to ask her while you're young,
And hearts are tender.

Don't wait until the days of old,
When you're too old to do it,
Ask her while you have the time,
And love to show it.

Don't wait until the days of old,
When you're too old to do it,
Ask her while you have the time,
And love to show it.

Don't wait until the days of old...

And Love to Show It

Until the End of Time
Music and Lyrics: Mike Krath
Artificially enhanced using SUNO

Lyrics

Will you dance with me,
Will you dance with me,
Will you go where I go,
Will you be my partner,
If we dance around the world,
Will you dance with me,
Will you dance with me,
Will you follow me,
If we go around the world,
Will you dance with me.

Will you dance with me,
Will you take my hand,
And let me lead you through life,
Will you go with me
Around the world,
Will you go with me,
To all the seas,
Will you dance with me,
Will you dance with me,
And say your are mine,
I’d love to dance with you,
To the end of time,
I’d love to dance with you,
To the end of time.

Until the End of Time

Redo of the original for soul.

My Son's Pill
Lyrics and Music: Mike Krath
artificially enhanced using SUNO

Lyrics

I woke up with another ache,
Took my son’s pill by mistake.

My son’s pill,
What a thrill,
(riser)
Off to a planet
And still there still.
My son’s pill,
What a thrill (whoo-whoo)
Off to a planet
And still there...

Mama will you love me (oh mama)
Now that I’m a druggie (oh mama)
Will you? (will you)
Will you? (mama)

Mama will you leave me (hear me)
Now that I'm not worthy (mama).
Will you? (please)
Will you? (don't leave me)

If I had wings,
I would fly (up, up),
Just need to find (just find),
a higher rise (higher and higher).
If I had wings (oh yeah),
I would soar (up and up),
Across sugar fields to a candy shore (and I'd stay there too).

Interlude

I came down with another ache,
Gave me an excuse for another mistake.

My Son's Pill

A Dismal Train
Music and Lyrics: Mike Krath
artificially enhanced using SUNO
Mixing: Ozone 11

Lyrics

A dismal train glided by my pane,
tooting high, hysterical tunes,
Shedding silver sparks of molten rain,
While its smoke sought after the moon.

It passed one placed beside one pond,
and whistled and wailed with blowing wind,
And played in pitch with Mother's song,
then soothed, then sighed, then started again.

While continuing through the hours of morn,
It traversed by the lake where once I'd bathed,
Finally pushing through forests and the firs I'd torn,
It stopped. 

Interlude

Silent. 

Interlude

Where I laid.

A Dismal Train

A rework of a country song I did while living in Taiwan.  My harmonica playing on that one was quite irregular.

Little Red Harmonica
Music and Lyrics: Mike Krath

Lyrics

Many years ago,
When one of our sons was born,
The doctor told us your boy is very sick,
He’d live three to four years at most,
And when he turned five, we were so happy,
Maybe there was a chance after all,
And on that birthday I gave him a little red harmonica,
You may be weak, I told him, not able to do much but lie around, but with this you can play anywhere you are.
Now go ahead, make something of yourself.
Let’s hear some sweet music.
And he smiled and took the little red harmonica in his hands.
I’m gonna learn how to play this, daddy,
I’m gonna learn how to make a heavenly sound.
I laughed. I bet you will, son. I bet you will.

And for the next year,
He played the best he could,
Here and there, to anyone who’d listen,
To his brothers and sisters, to the neighbors, the cats, the dogs, even the pigs.
He loved that harmonica,
It never left his little hand all day,
Not even to eat (to an extent)
And he had it with him by his side until he went to bed,
But on his sixth birthday, the music stopped. And we had to take him to the hospital.
And there he begged me in a weak voice, daddy, please don’t let them take away my harmonica. I want to practice, I want to keep practicing. If I’m gonna die and be buried, don’t let me buried without it.
And I promised.
And when his 6-year-old body was lying in the coffin, the little red harmonica lay in his hands.

Now the years have passed,
And we’ve moved on with our lives,
And I try not to think too much of my son,
But from time to time
I have someone from our old town
Tell me that when they visited the graveyard.
They swore they could hear a muffled sound
Of someone practicing a harmonica.
And I start to think again of my little boy.
I start to think of him day and night.

In the great redemption story,
I know I’ll see him again,
I know I’ll see him and we’ll be standing side by side.
And in my mind I see him with his little red harmonica,
And him saying,
You want to see me play it, daddy, you wanna?
And I say, of course, Let’s hear what you’ve learned all these many years.

And I see him lift it and play a heavenly sound,
A sound that lights up my heart,
And I can’t believe it,
And I grab and squeeze him tight,
What joy is this? What joy are you giving?
And he laughs.
Do you like it, daddy, do you?
Do I like it? I love it!
And I hug him again,
And then weep on his shoulder,
I’ve missed him so much.
And I hear him say, don’t cry, daddy, this is heaven now. There are no tears.
I know. But I’m crying tears of joy.
And I hug him like I’ve never hugged him before.
I hug my little boy with his little red harmonica like I’ve never have before.

Little Red Harmonica

A bubblegum embelished version on how I found my wife.

To That Time
Music and Lyrics: Mike Krath
artificially enhanced using SUNO
Mastered with Ozone 11

Lyrics

You invited me to your 16th birthday,
I showed up with albums in my hand
No one was dancing,
So I started up the first dance.
And we danced all night,
beneath the stars and a moon above,
And before your party was over,
we both knew we had fallen in love.

Interlude

But somehow we drifted,
And I was left alone in my life,
Just with your pictures
To remind me,
You could’ve been my wife.
When I was thirty,
When life was over and I wanted to be left alone,
You called me up,
And I didn’t want to hang up the phone.

And while I was talking, I looked outside,
and saw the stars and a moon above,
And I remembered your 16th birthday,
To that time we both had fallen in love.

Interlude

Seven months later, we tied the knot,
and picked up from where we first begun.
and from time to time we look back,
To that time we both fell in love.
When the stars were shining,
And there was a moon above,
On your 16th birthday ,
To that time we fell in love.
On your 16th birthday ,
To that time we fell in love.
On your 16th birthday ,
To that time we fell in love.

To That Time

Composed this a few years back based on a nightmare I had while living overseas - a day after a huge earthquake had caused my bed to go up and down as if in a fun house.

Be My Earthquake
Music and Lyrics: Mike Krath
artificially enhanced using SUNO
Mastered with Ozone 11

Lyrics

Everyone needs an earthquake
Everyone needs an earthquake
to move them back and forth
back and…
for a dream,
just a dream
a dream where things
are not real.

In my dream, I saw water fill the streets,
and I was standing knee deep,
And cobras moved
back and forth.
Ready to strike,
And I was frozen with fear (frozen in fear)

Interlude

And my mask was missing (shame on you),
And I grabbed my shirt to cover my mouth (you better!).
Please, I prayed, don’t let anyone see me (no, no).
I went through a hotel lobby,
and everyone was looking (security!),
But I kept my face covered
with my shirt (we're calling the police)
And I finally made it home
Just in time for the building
to sway back and forth (shake it, baby).

We all need an earthquake (up and down),
All need an earthquake (all around)
To make us go back and forth (back and forth, back and forth).
Oh baby, be my dream,
be my...
earth...
quake (baby, oh baby, oh baby).


Outro

Be My Earthquake

Removed my first version and converted to bubblegum to add to a future album of more upbeat music.

No More Goodbyes Again
Music and Lyrics: Mike Krath
artificially enhanced using SUNO
Mixed using Ozone 11

Lyrics

Let's try again,
Let's try again, 
I don't want to ever
say goodbye again,
No, no,
no more goodbyes again,
No, no,
no more goodbyes again,

It's time we move on as friends,
Time for that to end,
Our love between us means,
No more goodbyes again,
That time is gone,
When we were only friends,
Now love has put that to an end.
No more, goodbyes again

Interlude

Our love has made us,
No longer friends,
More than friends,
no more goodbyes again.
no more goodbyes again.
no more goodbyes again.

No More Goodbyes Again

In the original, I sang the vocals and then used AI to change my vocals to a woman singing.  In this iteration, I again used AI to create a younger male singer. I wrote this song reflecting on the death of a spouse.

Watch in Silence
Music and Lyrics: Mike Krath

Lyrics

You're gone again,
Not apart,
But you know the feeling.

When you ever die,
Will I be able to turn the TV off,
And watch in silence.

You know, 
When you're not with me,
I can't stand the silence,
I keep the TV on,
Always on.

Oh babe,

When the time comes,
And the TV dies,
Will I ever be strong,
To turn it back on,
And watch in silence.

Will I ever feel comfortable,
By myself,
In a house filled with memories,
And silence.

Silence,
Silence,
Silence.

Interlude

Silence,
Silence,
Silence

Watch in Silence

I Hear Bagpipes
Music and Lyrics: Mike Krath
DAW: Reason
Mix: Ozone 11

Lyrics

I hear bagpipes,
On this still night,
I hear them at this moment,
Can you hear them?

I hear bagpipes,
On this starry night,
I hear them in the shadows,
Can you hear them?

Chorus
I hear them playing,
From over the hill,
Coming for me,
then coming for you
Can you hear them, my friend,
Can you hear them?

Interlude

I hear bagpipes,
On this moonless night,
I hear them in the darkness,
Can you hear them?

I hear bagpipes,
On this quiet night,
I hear them from my future,
Can you hear them?

Chorus

Outro

I Hear Bagpipes

Rummaging through a box, I found one of my wife's high school poems she had published in a school project.  Apart from the angst-driven lyrics, this is an AI song. I had to tweak it to extend it from the initial 1:20 run-time.

I Am Alone
Lyrics: Veronica Krath
AI vocals and tune: Suno

Lyrics

I am...
alone,
In my world, 
Alone,
All...
Alone,
And I sit
Alone
Two people
Alone
But happy
Alone
And cry,
Alone
Live,
Alone
And die,
Alone
I am...
Alone
All...
Alone

I Am Alone

Lyrics from a poem I published in High School. 

Lyrics

In the garden of Eden,
I lie myself down,
to wash my throat,
full of fresh, spring water,
and I ride in the sky,
on the billowy clouds,
where is nothing to hide,
and everyone doesn't care,
they are happy at each others' work,
and I eat the good fruit,
throwing out the bad,
I sing and dance,
nobody cares,
everybody is happy,
there is love in the garden,
of Eden,
and lie yourself down,
and look at yourself,
as I have,
and you shall never be angry,
never.

In the Garden of Eden

This is an AI cover of a duet song my wife and I did back in 1987.  It took me awhile to figure out how to create the duet part in AI, but after many hits and misses, the separation of the vocals worked.

It's So Strange
Music: Mike Krath
Lyrics: Mike Krath, Veronica Krath

Lyrics

(Girl)
I remember the first time I saw you,
I thought you were such a funny guy,
And I knew I wanted to meet you, 
And I don’t know why.

(Boy)
I remember the first time I saw you,
I thought you were such a nice girl,
And I knew I wanted to meet you,
I decided to give it a whirl.

(Duet)
Oh don’t you think it’s so funny,
Oh don’t you think it’s so strange,
Here we are together baby,
It’s so prearranged.

(Girl)
I remember you came to my party,
And you asked me to dance,
And I knew that this was the beginning,
Of one fine romance.

(Boy)
I asked you to dance at your party,
And you said that you would,
And I knew that this was the beginning,
Of something very good.

(Duetl)
Oh don’t you think it’s so funny,
Oh don’t you think it’s so strange,
Here we are together baby,
It’s so prearranged.
Aaaaaaaahhhhhh,
Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhh.

(Girl)
I remember when you told me you loved me,
And I knew that you were mine at last,
I can’t believe all the things that have happened,
It just happened so fast.

(Boy)
And now all the years have past,
And you are mine at last,
We were married last year and have a son,
All things come by so fast.

(Duet)
Oh don’t you think it’s so funny,
Oh don’t you think it’s so strange,
Here we are together baby,
It’s so prearranged.
Ooooooohhhh,
Oooooohhhhhh,
Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh.

Oh don’t you think it’s so funny,
Oh don’t you think it’s so strange,
Here we are together baby,
It’s so prearranged.

Oh don’t you think it’s so funny,
Oh don’t you think it’s so strange,
Here we are together baby,
It’s so prearranged.

It's So Strange

My Sunday Posting.  Another track for my bubblegum album.

I'm Here For Someone
Music and Lyrics: Mike Krath

Lyrics

I'm not here for you,
I'm not here for me,
I'm here for someone,
Someone you can't see,
Na na na na na (x4)

I'm not here for a him,
I'm not here for a her,
I'm here for a someone,
A someone who endures.
Na na na na na (x4)

I'm not here for that,
I'm not here for this,
I'm here for that someone,
That someone who is bliss,
Na na na na na (x4)

I'm Here for Someone

Bubblegum version of the original.

Let's Go Back
Music and Lyrics: Mike Krath

Lyrics

I want to go back
I need to go back
I gotta go back,
To when I first started
I need to go back
I want to go back
To the time
I still had youthful ambition

I need to go back
To the time
When I was just a little boy
And my dad said if you want
To be a musician,
You need to learn to play the piano
I’m not paying for lessons
If you never practice,
And I said I don’t wanna
Then I’m taking away the piano
I don’t care,
And he said you’ll regret it,
But now I regret it

I want to go back
I need to go back
I gotta go back,
Won’t you join me,
Let’s go back
To the time we had the opportunity.

I need to go back then when
I need to go back then when
I need to go back then when
Everything was groovy.

Let's Go Back

Bubblegum version of my original.

Those Were Wonderful Dreams
Music and Lyrics: Mike Krath

Lyrics

I once had a dream,
A dream, you know,
Where we held each other close,
And never let one another go
I had a dream
Where we’d be side by side
And maybe, by chance,
One day you’d be my bride.
Some dreams,
they just come and go,
big ones, small ones,
Even the ones we hold on to so
They grow old, they become trivial,
but some can’t let go.
From something mundane
To something glorious.
That’s what those dreams are for,
That’s what those dreams are for,
The dreams we had when young
When were both reaching for the stars,
Those were wonderful dreams,
Those were wonderful dreams,
And then the day came,
When you let your dreams be mine,
And you stood and held my hand,
And you said I’ll never leave you behind.
And if there are dreams,
you can’t seem to impress,
I’ll take those dreams,
And I’ll give them my best.
Dreams come and go
But one dream was meant to be so,
Dreams come and go
But one dream was meant to be so,
You never left that dream behind,
You never let that dream to die,
When you promised to follow me to the ends of the earth and back,
You became my dream,
My only dream I’d never lack,
You are, you always will be, the embodiment of that dream,
You are my dream.

Those Were Wonderful Dreams

Bubblegum version of my original

I'm Singing Old Love Songs
Song and Lyrics by Mike Krath

Lyrics:

I'm singing old love songs,
cause I'm old, old,
About our love,
that really wasn't that long ago,
About the birds and the bees,
That are really the same so,
Not much has changed,
but the reflection of our faces, oh.

I'm singing old love songs,
About our love so,
It's gone on so long,
It's still new, oh,
I'm singing about you,
About the love we had when young,
It still is true, so,
The love,
that we have between us,
Still is young,
I'm singing old love songs,
that really don't feel so old.

I'm singing old love songs,
cause I'm old, old,
about the love we dreamed when young,
that came true, so,
But the love,
The love you gave me so,
still is young,
never grows old,
I'm singing old love songs,
that really don't feel so old.

Your love never grows old.

I'm Singing Old Love Songs

Bubblegum version of my original

How Nice to Keep Me Amused
Music and Lyrics: Mike Krath

Lyrics

Two women,
Two views,
They live on my street,
And to me amuse.

The first regurgitates her opinions for all of us who lose
A shallow wisdom poured out like deep,
To awaken the souls of those who sleep.
An understanding drawn as from a pail,
But in reality just her thimble that covers her nail.

Two women
Two views
How nice,
To keep me amused.

The second is the one who drinks from lighter things.
Then pours out her opinions, when asked, with haughty sings,
Her ideas are spilled at inappropriate times,
And she disdains suggestions to help keep her in line.
Her wisdom consists of sugar with tea,
And if challenged, how great a piece of her cake would be.

On my street these women,
Never grow old,
their mannerisms are such,
they’ll always be told.
And no matter what they say,
Or what they claim on the block.
Does it matter to them,
That food and clothes,
Should be our lot,
For these two women,
I think not.

How Nice to Keep Me Amused

Rich but Poor
Music and Lyrics: Mike Krath

Lyrics

I'm arrogant,
and conceited like you Babe,
Like your father,
Rich but poor,
Clothes tattered but in smooth suede.

I'm advantageous,
And rob those like you do Babe,
Like your mother,
Shrewd with greed,
Stealing but with loving hate.

Nothing's true,
Nothing's a lie,
We're so loaded,
Everything's right.
Nothing stands  in our way,
Nothing ever makes us cry.

I'm satiated,
and devour money like you Babe,
Like your family,
Full but weak,
Standing tall but not in shape.

Money, money, money,
Rain it down on us,
money, money, money,
Open those umbrellas
Catch those lusts.

Nothing's true,
Nothing's a lie,
We're so loaded,
Everything's right.
Nothing stands  in our way,
Nothing ever makes us cry.

Rich but Poor

Peace
Music and Lyrics: Mike Krath

Lyrics

It's hard to want for peace,
When there's little to go around,
When those who stand for it,
aren't really on solid ground.
When all you hear is shouting,
Just to make a sound.

Why should I, 
Why should I care,
Oh.

Why should I care for peace,
When it seems the wind just blows,
when those around me,
Don't want to be filled with the bread I throw, 
When those who build the highest platforms,
Come down to be low.

Why should I, 
Why should I care,
Oh, oh.

Why should I march for these times,
That never seems to find its peace,
Or join in its protests,
Just to be part of history,
I'll just close my eyes,
And let them be.

Why should I, 
Why should I care,
Oh, oh.

Peace

Walking Down the Streets of New York City
Music and Lyrics: Mike Krath

Lyrics

Walking down the streets of New York City,
Waving to the regulars,
wanting a dollar,
wanting  my picture,
at the statue of liberty,
that I never see,
but from a distance.

Walking with my woman smarter than others,
Walking with a  go,
Walking with a strut,
walking down the streets,
of New York City.

Walking to hear the choirs,
Practicing down an alley,
Practicing with assurance,
Practicing with strength,
Above all others.

Walking down the streets of New York City,
No plans but to walk,
down the streets,
Wave to the regulars,
wanting a dollar,
wanting our picture,
at the statue of liberty,
that we never see,
but from a distance.

And when we walk,
We hold hands,
Walking down,
walking down the streets,
Down the streets of New York,
New York,
New York City.

Oh, oh,
It doesn't get any better than this,
Walking with my woman down the streets,
Down the streets of New York City,
Walking down the streets,
Walking down the streets,
Yeah, yeah.

Walking Down the Streets of New York City

Life's So Short
Music and Lyrics: Mike Krath

Lyrics

All my life's been pain and sorrow,
but soon it'll pass,
Maybe at seventy,
Or even at eighty years,
If my strength will last.

All my life's been melting away,
like ice in a sink,
It's vapor 's all I've done.
rising up and soon gone.
And gone in a blink.

Oh, oh,
Our life's so short,
Not enough to go around,
And when think you've found it,
Time's up, so long,  see you in the ground.

All life's pain and sorrow,
but soon it'll pass,
Maybe at seventy,
Or even at eighty years,
If your strength will last.
la, la, la (x5)
Life's so short,
oh, oh,
so long, 
goodbye,
see you in the sky.
oh, oh,
la, la, la (x5)

Life's So Short

Redid the french song made with my wife for a more retro feel.  Vocals are A.I. 

Rien et Jamais
Music par Mike Krath
Lyrics par Veronica Krath

Lyrics

Je t’appelle
Mais tu ne reponds pas
Je te cherche
Mais tu n’est pas là
Je vois un ombré sur le mirroir
Est-ce que c’est toi?

Le jour se fond dans la nuit
Le silence devient bruit
je te sens près de moi
avec une touche tu me détruis

Rien et Jamais
Rien et Jamais
Tous Les jours
C’est Rien et Jamais
Pour des autres
Plein de joie
Mais pas pour moi
Rien pour moi
Jamais pour moi

Le jour se fond dans la nuit
Le silence devient bruit
J'entends un bruit dans le couloir
Est-ce que c’est toi?

Rien et Jamais
Rien et Jamais
Tous Les jours
C’est Rien et Jamais
Pour des autres
Plein de joie
Mais pas pour moi
Rien pour moi
Jamais pour moi

Je t’appelle
Mais tu ne reponds pas
Je te cherche
Mais tu n’est pas là
Je vois un ombré sur le mirroir
Est-ce que c’est toi?
Est-ce que c’est toi?
Est-ce que c’est toi?

Rien et Jamais (Retro Version)

We Never Went Back
Music and Lyrics: Mike Krath

Lyrics

I saw her, 
Down the hall,
stealthily moving,
No sound at all.

When I heard her,
Shut the back door,
I knew it was over,
Oh, oh.

You're right,
Our love was not,
As it should've been,
We both wanted it,
But we never knew when,
As much as we tried,
We always lacked,
As much as we tried,
We never went back.

I saw her walking,
down the street,
Slowly moving,
Not a peep,
And the tears,
flowed down her face,
But I couldn't help her,
I'd disqualified myself from her race.

You're right,
Our love was not,
As it should've been,
We both wanted it,
But we never knew when,
As much as we tried,
We always lacked,
As much as we tried,
We never went back.

As much as we tried,
We couldn't go back.

As much as we tried,
We couldn't go back.

We Never Went Back

For my next bubblegum album.

Come On, Come On
Music and Lyrics: Mike Krath

Lyrics

On and on.
Our love goes on,
It's time to tell others,
Sing them our song,
come on, come on.
It's time (it's time, it's time),
To announce our love (to announce our love),
Still in our hearts (still in our hearts).
Oh, oh,
Come on (come on) (x6)

Interlude

On and on (on and on)
Our love goes on,
It's time to tell others (shout it),
Sing them our song.
come on, come on (come on, come on).
On and on (on).
Our love goes on (and on),
It's time to tell others (tell them),
Sing them our song,
come on, come on.

Come on, Come on (come on) (x8)

Come on, Come on

Sinner or a Saint
Music and Lyrics: Mike Krath

Lyrics

You're either a sinner or a saint,
in between you ain't,
its not that you can,
but cain't but help be one or the other
maybe a sinner who wants to pray
or a saint that's gone astray
but in the end it's all the same,
the sinner will have to pay,
for his sins done his way,
while the saint will receive
his reward, maybe small,
mercy and pardon,
Or not at all.

Sinner or a Saint

I into an 80's kick at the moment.  This is based on a short story idea where the man went blind only to discover his eyesight had all these years been dependent on a machine in his house.  After that, he had an issue trusting anyone around him since he didn't know who had turned off the machine in the first place.

Why Am I Here?
Music and Lyrics: Mike Krath

Lyrics

Happy, happy,
Why not,
So rich,
Money flows,
Life's a cinch.
No worries,
No cares,
Not like my servants,
All day waxing chairs.

Oh, oh, why am I here?
Need someone to lead me,
Someone who needs me,
Not those beneath me (no, no),
Someone who knows,
I've gone blind?
Oh, oh, oh (x5)

There's a machine
Down  the hall,
Turned off,
That's all,
Not broken, 
But now I can't see,
Oh, oh, oh
Who (who) did this?
Who (who) did this to me?
Who, who, who (x5)

Oh, oh, why am I here?
Need someone to lead me (don't want them),
Someone who needs me (don't trust them),
Not those beneath me (no, no),
Someone who knows (no trust),
I've gone blind?

Happy, happy,
Why not,
So rich,
Money flows,
Life's a cinch.
But I can't I trust myself,
to turn on my machine,
I don't I trust others,
oh, oh
I don't I trust them,
Oh, oh,
To turn on my machine
No, no,
oh, oh,
They turn me off.
Oh, oh, oh (x10)

Oh, oh, why am I here?
Need someone to lead me,
Someone who needs me,
Not those beneath me (no, no),
Someone who knows,
I've gone blind?

Oh, oh, oh (x20)

Why Am I Here?

Non-AI electronic instrumental created in Studio One 7 this morning using Arturia and Presonus instruments.

Holland High (Non-AI-Version)

AI cover of my electronic piece created this morning in Studio Pro 7 with non-AI lyrics added.  Lyrics derived from drama teacher talking about hard-core heroin addicts who, after all other veins fail, inject themselves in the eye.

Holland High
Music and Lyrics: Mike Krath

Lyrics

Wanna dance,
Wanna get high,
I have drugs,
Stick them in your eyes,
Get high, high, so high,
Holland high.
Holland high (yeah, yeah)

No future,
no regrets,
oh my,
my, my,
so high, 
so, so high,
Holland high (my, my, oh my).

Interlude

No need for wooden shoes,
Or tulips where we lie (no, no),
Not when you can fly (high, high)
Up to the windmill in the sky,
so high,
So high,
Holland High,
Holland High (so, so high).

Wanna dance,
Wanna get high,
I have drugs,
Stick them in your eyes,
Get high, high, so high,
Holland high.
Holland high (yeah, yeah)

So, so high,
Come on,
My, my,
Time to die,
Holland High,
Holland High,
Oh my, my,
Holland High (x20)

Don't do drugs.

Holland High (AI-Version)

Sand
Music and Lyrics: Mike Krath

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Well you see
All the craziness
Of the world is going away
Well you see
All the craziness
Of the world is going away
Well you see
All the craziness
Of the world is going away
Going away
Away
Today

Can I buy you a drink,
Sit out in the sun,
Burn to a crisp,
Oh what fun.
Do you burn, 
I'm your man, 
Lather you up,
Feed you with sand.

[Instrumental]

[Verse 2]
Well you see
All the craziness
Of the world is going away
Well you see
All the craziness
Of the world is going away
Well you see
All the craziness
Of the world is going away
It's going away
Away
Today

Sand

I’m a song-writer who enjoys creating music of any genre.

My son recently introduced me to A.I. and taught me how to do covers of my previously released non-A.I. music. Since I've never considered myself a performer (except playing with worship bands at church or solo-piano at a rehab center) using A.I. is right up my alley.

Since I've  exhausted using my previously released music for A.I. covers, I now compose music in a DAW, rip to a wave file, and make an A.I. cover of this wave file. I then write lyrics to the A.I. music. It takes around 100 A.I. iterations to complete the lyrics and get a style I'm happy with.  

Brief Bio: Lived more than a quarter of my life overseas (Egypt, Saudi Arabia, Turkiye, Italy, Japan, South Korea, and Taiwan). Each country gave me an appreciation for different types of music plus probably why I get bored easily in sticking with one genre or another.

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