MPrynt "Obsession"

Wandering through city streets
The hustle of nomadic discoveries
And subway stops, I hear saxophones
Crying rivers blues
And broken souls, beggars hats once fit suits
Dressed in all black at funerals
Where eulogy reads and Brooklyn boys reason for living
I journey to you, vagabond missions
Suitcased in windy nights, and early mornings
I wander to wonder, and I fell asleep by you
And everything I was hoping to discover I heard your tears
I heard them, crying rivers blues...

(I'm not Leon Thomas or in anyway associated with him, just love sharing great music. All rights go to him.)

Rivers by Leon Thomas (V1bes mixtape)

A gleam on glass, a promise lightly spoken,
The moments fall, a slow and silent crime.
I sit here on the edge of a day broken,
Lost from the fading traces of his time.
A glassy shrine within my frozen hand,
Where his reflection, mute and still, is held.
A strange and half-believéd, distant land,
That will not open, that remains unspelled.

Is it only waiting? Is it only waiting?
This echo in the chamber of the soul?
To lose and never have had all control?
Is it only waiting? Is it only waiting?
A phantom promise falling into dust,
A wilting leaf betrayed by autumn's rust.

The world spins on, indifferent and fast,
A play of faces I no longer see.
An angel, maybe, from a sky downcast,
Looks on and wonders what has captured me.
The irony in glances passing by,
They cannot see the chasm deep and wide.
They cannot grasp the reasons that I lie
In wait for something that has already died.

Is it only waiting? Is it only waiting?
This echo in the chamber of the soul?
To lose and never have had all control?
Is it only waiting? Is it only waiting?
A phantom promise falling into dust,
A wilting leaf betrayed by autumn's rust.

Perhaps the test was never him to find,
But just to be, the self I left behind.
The silence grows where promises were spoken,
A brand new world inside of me has woken.
The emptiness becomes an endless space,
And on its shore, I see another face.

Is it only waiting? Is it only waiting?
This echo in the chamber of the soul?
To lose and never have had all control?
Is it only waiting? Is it only waiting?
A phantom promise falling into dust,
A wilting leaf betrayed by autumn's rust.
Is it only waiting? Is it only waiting?
The phantom promise has returned to dust,
And on new ground, I find a different trust.

The screen goes dark. No echo. Not a trace.
I breathe me out. I breathe me in. This space.

—
Arrangement and vocals: Volker Redder, Udio, Apple's GarageBand
Loops and samples: Volker Redder, Apple's GarageBand
Editing and sound design: Volker Redder, Ozone 11, Sound Studio, VirtualDJ, GarageBand
Lyrics: Volker Redder, translated with the help of Google Translate
Cover design: Volker Redder, Adobe Photoshop, ChatGPT

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