All winter secrets in your eyes, much like Medusa, snakes and bites. 

And if you gaze just hope you won’t go blind. 

On a tree house, hiding our first kiss, 

I told you how I’d rather keep, your hand in mine forever, that's my wish. 

But then forever arrived, It lasted quicker than the speed of lie.

And all the stories all the fairy-tales collapsed, stage fright. 

Winter Secret, Winter Secret. 

Must you say goodbye? 


I heard today she’s living wild, the tree house broke, and no one can climb.

It doesn't stop some people, some still trying.


Some secrets hard to keep you know?

And yours holds winters coldest snow. 

The weather gods must love you, life did not. 


Winter Secret, why did you say goodbye? 

Winter Secret, Winter secret.


I should have insisted, break the spell, I know I could have, I wouldn't have failed. 

I saw your eyes you fought the tears, you said you never wanted things to be so clear. 

You said you know that one day life will close the circle, it will be as bright. 

But Winter Winter, say it’s now or I'll spill the secrets.
I'll let it out.

Winter secrets SC

You should have kept appearance like before. 

They would have noticed, but they never really seem to know. 

Just lift your lips, a tad up and you're gold. 

And fake an interest, but don't seem too absorbed. 

You're here now and that's an achievement, don't forget. 

So what if nothing or everything appear to you as fake. 


Just play the game, just play it like you care. 

It’s how things worked for generations. 

Understand, you're not alone. 

You just suck at this game. 


Yes it's a must, just place leg after leg.
Your broken steps are carrying extra weight. 

Don't think you're right, not for a moment. 

Because in this game, it makes no difference and also, no one seems to care! 

Just play the game. Just play and don't ask why.
 
It's the only way you’ll get by in this life. 

So what if you?  What if you suck at this game?

On the Spectrum

You were such an inspiration, every kid thought here’s a group
Who can hold a tune and spin it, who can turn sun to a moon.

Song by song each day I practiced trying to perfect your moves,
There was no YouTube or anybody who could show us every fuse.

Slowly slowly, there I got it, half the world did, we were cool.
Suddenly you changed your colours left us looking like a fool.

No more Jonny’s tones of heaven no more Thom’s angelic voice,
But instead the button pushers, random drones and robot voices.
No more melodies of heartfelt no more cigarettes in rock.

You single-handedly killed it and spat on its corpse.   

One by one we saw the falling of musicians in our world, 
All guitar heroes had died by a button on a phone.
Just click here, you really don’t need any knowledge to become-
A musician all you need is just an App, now be a star.

No more Johnny’s tones of heaven no more Thom’s angelic voice
But instead the button pushers, random drones and robot voices
No more melodies of heartfelt no more cigarettes in rock.

You single-handedly killed it and spat on its corpse

RadioDeath

All Roads Will Lead You Somewhere

I was lost, I was lost like I’m now.
But had a map to navigate.
No reception or an offline map,
All disconnected without trace.

Oh where is the A to Z? 
I need reception or I’m lost, lost again.  

Give me a bar or two to move, 
I need a bar or two to move.
At least a moment of connection 
Just to help recover from this mood.

No one advise us how to live without our magic screens.
Our Magic Screens.

I found a station and they let me charge.
At least for now I can breathe.
Few pictures with the helpdesk staff,
And now my journey is on my feed.
Oh, so many likes and it was worth it.
I adore my magic screen.

Magic Screens

My Right Hand Son is a Project created by a single musician as a homage to a time that is slowly being forgotten.

My Right Hand Son

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