Lay Down

I Don't Wanna Talk

I Don’t Wanna Talk

Modes About Me and Temp Friend Agency - Poseidon

Song 2

Poseidon

115BPM

DMAJOR

Lyrics

We were stuck by the lighthouse
Waiting for the rogue waves to come
Crashing down on us
Wash me away 
Oh the currents got a hold on me
Wash me away 
Oh Poseidons’ got a hit on my head

Consequence is tragedy
Hold my hand
The seven seas
Devour me
Heavens peak
Higher than the underneath
Do you want my soul to keep
The waters deep don't leave the beach
Don't leave the beach
Running from the rising greif 
It's starting to take hold of me 
Like you it moves so silently
But silence is my everything
It's better than expecting death
When silence is your everything
Everything is in your head
No wonder why there's nothing left
No wonder why there's nothing left
Take my hand and hold your breath
I'm nothing but a beating chest
Suffering
Suffering the consequence

We were stuck by the lighthouse
Waiting for the rogue waves to come
Crashing down on us
Wash me away 
Oh the currents got a hold on me
Wash me away 
Oh Poseidons’ got a hit on my head

Blackened clouds
Consequence for pretentious mouth
Honestly did you think that one good deed, 
Would save your soul? 
This is Godspeed
Rock the ship back and forth
I don’t wanna die anymore
It’s funny when you’re faced with life and death
Situations how quickly you pick up your head

Gotta pick up 
Gotta pick up 
Gotta pick up 
Gotta pick up 
Gotta pick up
Gotta pick up 
Your head

We were stuck by the lighthouse
Waiting for the rogue waves to come
Crashing down on us
Wash me away 
Oh the currents got a hold on me
Wash me away 
Oh Poseidons’ got a hit on my head

We were stuck by the lighthouse
Waiting for the rogue waves to come
Crashing down on us
Wash me away 
Oh the currents got a hold on me
Wash me away 
Oh Poseidons’ got a hit on my head

Buffalo Avenue

Poseidon

Modes About Me and Temp Friend Agency - Poseidon

This is where we finally ended up... Hear the demo take 711.  Which one do you like more?  Do you like either?  All opinions welcome and appreciated and, of course, thanks for listening.  

Rain Dogs
by Tom Waits

Inside a broken clock
Splashing the wine with all the Rain Dogs
Taxi we'd rather walk
Huddle a doorway 
with the Rain Dogs

For I am a Rain Dog too

Oh how we danced 
And we swallowed the night
For it was all ripe for dreaming

Oh how we danced away 
All of the lights
We've always been 
Out of our minds

The rum pours strong and thin
Beat out the dust man 
With the Rain Dogs

Aboard a shipwrecked train
Give my umbrella to the Rain Dogs
For I am a Rain Dog too

Oh how we danced with the Rose of Trolley
Her Long hair Black as a Raven

Oh how we danced 
And you whispered to me
You'll never be going  back Home...

RainDogs T.Waits Cover 882 feat. Jordan Heintz on StandUp Bass

the more I push it away the closer it gets..the more I fight it the more it defeats me..attraction..yet if I manage to love the good it's thanks to it..the evil assails me takes me into the abyss..but I need it to know..to give a sense... damn what an effort...
black or white? 
both always ATTRACTED  

ATTRACTION

Thanks to Frank yola for this awesome acapella

Godfather 4 - FRANK YOLA - YNFR remix

https://www.nih.gov/news-events/nih-research-matters/complete-wiring-map-adult-fruit-fly-brain

shine-in'
smile-in'
love-in'
I'm in. I'm in.

no big fat shows
no fasting throws
ya just do your best
with all the rest.

little loves.

little loves

I killed the pharaoh 
You killed the king 
We’re at the same place in time
But we have an all together different meaning 
The space is clear
The dimensions are fleeting 
Their wives are lonely 
when can we dismiss this meeting 

The two assassins never met
But crept about the synchronistic wave
Like shadows covered in night 
The plebeians thought they were brave
But the scholars thought they were right

In the void of tangible power
They thought they could hear it all
But their reality was relative
It was their duty 
It was their call

Stamped hooves beating
Recorded sound non existent
The heated beeping deceiving 
The heaving thoroughbreds 
Of the imagination
Stampeding
Yet, they were never
They were never competing 

She screamed and wailed
The options racing the mind well
What incandescent hell
Have we traced destined lineage to fail?

Whatever it was, rang true
Created a midnight blue hue
To confuse and compel
The empty minds at rest that dwell
Inside their own jail
In a basement in Missouri 

Ah, Hurry hurry it’s on sale
And the inventory is running low
They’ve confiscated your mind
But your pocket is yours though

I’m not sure I’m not sure
That’s really fair

When do we ride
I wanna ride I wanna ride 

Time is an opus
But it ends at the score 
There’s too much to do
And they’re always asking for more 
So I took one final job
So I could retire before 
The moon hit the clouds
And the sun burns for nevermore 

I set off in the magic hour
But the sandstorm’s day had just begun
Trying to put me to bed 
But all I wanted was fun 
The motivating factors shifted
The visual acumen had drifted
The peaches rotted and the (redacted) got (redacted)
Why’d she cry?
Then the midst was misting 

I woke up at what appeared to be a new day
But when you don’t sleep who’s really to say?
I’d poisoned myself so doing to another
Was just another act of good will from his brother
I’d set the palace a blaze and make sure the emperor fell 
His manifesto on taxes and god 
Stood at the mountain top of all that is wrong
Thrice, I visited in the apothecary
Only to remember I had never bought that which you should never carry 
I returned to the force for more
Then realized I had already drunken the cure
I fed my bled to a tube through a vein
What is now sitting in a vile 
It is his destiny, it is his one way trane 

Meet me in the middle
I’m a man on a hill
If the wind blows any harder
There’s no telling where I’ll spill
My guts out on the floor
For those who dream of glory
Where they?what?and who you fighting for?
The man and the money
The man the money
So that’s your interpretation of the land of milk and honey?
Is that how you feel?
Honey, this is for real.

Normal Irregularities

Adjrisisan

A smokey night club...a vibrant atmosphere...filled with lots of musical colors. 🎶🎹😎

A short track, inspired by the latest update of the free ProjectSAM sound library.

Jazz Noir Dreams

corsica

GTH PT.3 lonely summer nights (prod.LMG)

We make music...
Mark
Miller
Dave
modesaboutme@gmail.com