Building

Updated recording of this song will be released in the future.

They Sing (For You)

loosing my grip

Get On Up

Sandman

The price to play

Written by Rob Wilton
Performed and recorded by Rob Wilton and Nate Jessee at Trash Island Studio.

Walking Through Fire

Cooler than the coldest breeze, on the coldest day, on the dark side of the moon.

The Breeze

Music written by Eric Pennington
Produced and performed by Nate Jessee and Rob Wilton

Lyrics
Put your thoughts in a box and throw away the key.
Let's pretend that you can be free, is it all the same?
To do those things that you like and you don't have to lie
You can come back now and you let your own life force grow
And let yourself be free

You never told me how it was supposed to be 
in the end, you walk away and now we need
to let ourselves be free.

Close your eyes and you will see how it feels to be free
Away from all the thoughts, the ones that you feel, they take over you
Washed away from yourself, like there's nobody else
and you can be free and let your own life force grow
And let yourself be free

Do you wonder how it feels to die?
Well I saw it happen to you, but you never lived to tell me if it hurt, and
I could never do anything but stand back and watch you throw it away
and let yourself be free

How To Erase A Memory

Written and recorded by Nate Jessee and Rob Wilton.

Pot Of Gold

Don't remember ever playing this, so naturally it was just a ghost. Guitar and drum tracks for a full track at some future date.

Just A Ghost - MDemo

Jam session recorded on January 31, 2019 by Chris  Pennington, Eric Pennington, and Nate Jessee. Song written by Eric Pennington.

Half-assed attempt at lyric recovery:
I saw a letter saying you would never come home
I could always remember times that you walked away
I never thought that you’d do that for real, so I’m left to hear pay all your bills
All the trouble that you kept inside, it’s for the reasons I never would die

I left you long ago, never gonna leave ya, never gonna leave you now
You kept me long ago, never gonna believe ya, never gonna see ya nah, 
no, oh
I left you long ago, never gonna leave ya, never gonna see ya gonna home

Each and every day and it grows longer, since the day before
All people look down on you, like they’ve done before, like its easy to do
Everybody thinks they’re so good, I just bet you for once that they
Could never follow in your shoes, its hard to come behind the monsters that live in your room

Time Machine - Never Gonna See Ya

Another Track from the hard drive. Song written by Eric Pennington.

Time Machine - Untold Band

Written and Recorded by Nate Jessee

Lyrics:
You cried wolf too many times I know I can't 
listen to your shit again, 'cuz you're full of crap
And I don't wanna be the one that you said holds you back
'Cause it's your time to sink I know

I know
It is your time to sink for sure
You are heavy like a rock in ancient times of Babylon

Back in 1997 I could dream in color
But then I lost my sight and now dreams are just sound
Forgot what you looked like and what I am doing
But it doesn't matter, who really cares I know
Cause I'm blind

To you and your mind
I'm blind for you
I can see you in my life then I'd rather be blind

I'm blind for you
It is your, your time to sink for sure
I can see you in my life then I'd rather be blind

Rather Be Blind

Music written by Eric Pennington.
Performed and recorded by Nate Jessee at Trash Island Studios

Lyrics
They cast a net so far it traps us all in its path, trolling the stream for our minds, it's easy.
Not a game of chance but fact that they make you think you're right and you hold your head up high, oh they lie, you sucker.

I don't know what caused this great divide, I only know you run and hide. We can't save ourselves it'll cost us our lives, just to play the great divide.

We're all strangers in our phones, our lives reduced to screen names so easy to hate and to blame, no reason. You dish it back but does it really make you feel good knowing you play the game they made for you, fucking moron.

When it's over and they get what they want from us, a nation divided once again, they sold us. Stop for a moment and think to yourself who really thinks for you, I bet you won't like what you find. I know I can't believe it.

The Great Divide

Thanksgiving Jam

Just jamming in some sort of A-min mode, not really sure what's going on here, but it was fun.

Dark - Style Jam

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays from Trash Island Studios

Joy To The World It's A Christmas Jam

Christmas Jam - Part 2

When there is an entire world going on around you but you can't shake the thought "it's just the same to me."

Just The Same

Maybe I'll get to go ice fishing one day, then again, maybe not.

There's No Snow To Be Found This Christmas

Written and Recorded by Nate Jessee at Trash Island Studios

Lyrics:
You'll sell your soul for things you cannot see
Each day it makes you sweat and it make you bleed
You never question if you're free
The game has built its walls around you and me

The game pushes you far away from where you want to be
The rules fall on you to understand the game

Your mind's stuck on repeat
Your destiny will always be the same
Because you can't see past the fact 
that you're playing the game

Braindead from the news like you got something to lose
Hold tight to your precious routine of life
Before they take it away from you, it's a game we'll all lose
We just can't quit, so what's your point of view
When the game swallows you.

The Game

Written and Recorded by Nate Jessee at Trash Island Studios.
Remastered on 3/23/2024

I can't remember a time when death wasn't a friend of mine.
I stood in the cold, dark, and rain tryin' to make sense out of
everything in my brain.
But nothing can wash these feelings away, if the dead can't
feel our pain, is that OK?

On the other side, it's a savage afterlife
They'll take everything, including your mind
But I don't want to spend my afterlife with you
I got things to do.

Once is never enough for you, the greed, the need, I hate it, it's true
I feel the pull of you from the other side
it invades my brain and I cannot hide.
When you're six feet down it's hard to have a life and I know you're gonna take mine

Savage Afterlife

This song is an ode to my origins in classic country. 

Late Country Nights

Limiting Agents LMMS

Big Smokes

Moccasin

The debut track from Trash Island Records, Crysis in Our State by Grey Lensmen.

Crysis In Our State

I like to make music in my spare time. Thanks for stopping by; leave a comment and send me a message if you are interested in collaborating.

Nate Jessee

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