Not Gonna Take It

2025/02/24
Title/Rewind
Vocals, song and lyrics/Khan
Beat, sound &mix/ Pop House Production
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https://soundcloud.com/pop-house-production

Lyrics
Rewind 

Watch the wind
Receive letters for you
Lots of letters are in the wind.
Lots of letters are in the wind.
Some are for you.
Some are for someone
The letter said to you
Watch the wind
You rewind
Watch the wind
You rewind
The letter said you
What you like to do
Some are for you.
Some are for someone
Receive letters for you
Lots of letters are in the wind.
Lots of letters are in the wind.
Some are for you.
Some are for someone
The letter said you
What you like to do
Watch the wind
You rewind


風を見て
君への手紙を受け取って
たくさんの手紙が風の中に入っていることを
いくつかは君のために
いくつかは誰かのために
風を見て
君の心がほどけていく
君のしたいことが
その手紙に書いてある
風を見て
君がほどけていく





Rewind(Pop House Production.Prod & Khan)

"Nowhere Drive" is a continuation of Sad Drive, but this time, it’s about looking in the mirror and seeing the cycle staring back. It’s about realizing that, without meaning to, I carried my past into my future – and in doing so, I passed down a weight that was never meant for my children to bear.

(But there’s hope. You can pull over, step outside, and start again. You can choose to take care of yourself first, so you can take care of others without losing yourself in the process. Because if you don’t listen to yourself, the weight of others will always be too much to carry.)

This song is for anyone who’s ever felt trapped in a path they never chose. You’re not alone. You can break free.

[Verse 1]
Yellow lines blur, hands grip the wheel
I swore I’d never turn out like them, but here I am still
Ghosts in the rearview, playing their part
A voice in my chest that was never my heart

[Pre-Chorus]
The same old fight in a different key
The same old weight that don’t belong to me
A stranger's words in my own mouth
A cycle I swore I’d figure out

[Chorus]
Nowhere drive, nowhere fast
Carrying things that were never mine to grasp
Road signs whisper, turn around
But the engine hums like a burial ground

[Verse 2]
A child cries in another room
I freeze mid-step, like I always do
Is this the moment I break the chain?
Or just another turn in a dead-end game?

[Pre-Chorus]
The same old fight in a different key
The same old weight that don’t belong to me
A stranger's words in my own mouth
A cycle I swore I’d figure out

[Chorus]
Nowhere drive, nowhere fast
Carrying things that were never mine to grasp
Road signs whisper, turn around
But the engine hums like a burial ground

[Bridge]
Headlights flicker, the mirror cracks
I see my father staring back
Not his hands, not his eyes
But the same old silence in disguise

[Outro]
Forgive me, I never knew
How to hold myself the way I should hold you
This road was never yours to drive
So I pull over – I step outside

Nowhere Drive [Moonrise Mix]

Verse 1:

Eighteen years of age, she won't now see another day,
Dying, heartbreak, sad, a tomb is where her body lay.

Chorus 1:

Akiko, a special bride, Takahama from life he shied,
Akiko, white butterfly, a ghost of a girl, my love has died.

Verse 2:

Promise to myself, a sacrifice a lover made,
Devotion every day, consciousness is beginning to fade.

Chorus 2:

Akiko, you came to me, I can't let go, so beautiful,
Akiko, the love of the dead, I'm coming for you, it's possible,

Verse 3:

No one understands, the sad man in a tiny shack,
Don't care what you think, cos I ain't never coming back.

Middle 16:

Verse 4:

Contours of your face, my mind preserves in perfect grace,
Reaching for your hand, we stand together, our special place.

Chorus 3: 

Akiko, we've waited this long, can't wait to see you, know I ain't wrong,
Akiko, I'm coming to you, start our life over, something new.

Coda:

Akiko, our love is so strong,
Akiko, I know we ain't wrong.

Akiko

Weather beaten face
Claim your space and talking to yourself
Not a word making any sense
Where you ever came from, that's unknown
And I guess that's where you're going

Filthy dirty clothes
Summer sweat permeate every pore
All the friends you think you know
Only exist in your head
And I guess that's where you've gone 

Obscenities well up inside
I would not ever vocalize
Why? Why do you waste your life?

Call me cold
I have this coldness deep inside my heart
Free to live your life any way you want

Obscenities well up inside
I would never vocalize
Why? Why do you waste your life?

Friends that exist in your head and I
Guess that's where you've gone





Coffee Bar Lady

A new composition:
Lyrics:

I'm tired of all the noise
The chatter that drowns our voices
And I’m weary, oh so weary
Of the games that are played
Where laughter turned to shadows grey

Oh my, oh my, what have we become
Chasing dreams in a world that feels so numb
I’m tired of you, I’m tired of them
Searching for solace where the light dims

I’m tired of empty nights
Where hope fades into fights
When the words we used to sing
Are lost, like whispers in the breeze
Tell me where, did the good times go

But in this weary heart,
There’s a flicker yet to spark,
If we can find our way
Back to where we started
Can we save what’s left of our art

So, I’ll breathe in the dawn
Let the shadows withdraw
I’m really tired of this show
But I still hear the music
Of hope rising up
Like a song from the ground
Oh my, oh my, we’ll find what we’ve lost
Together, friends, we’ll carry the cost

Music and Lyrics by Len Bennati FM Folk 2025





Image:  Elijah O'Donnell

Tired of this Show

a song already proposed in Ukrainian now, remastered and adapted with original text in Italian made by me at 14 years old..🤷🔥🙋‍♂️💫.

Lyric & Music by Linonyx
 
The Cypress
 
(Verse 1)
 
The air smells of freedom
 
While too many people die
 
From being intoxicated by it…
 
(Chorus)
 
The tired cypress,
 
Too many lonely hearts it has seen pass

 before it
 
(Verse 2)
 
The wind smells of wheat,
 
A fresh, friendly wind,
 
It smells of freedom…
 
(Chorus)
 
The tired cypress,
 
Too many lonely hearts it has seen pass

 before it
 
(Verse 3)
 
How many times it would have liked to

 shout its sad loneliness to the friendly

 wind.
 
 (Verse 4)
 
But, alas,
 
The cypress is too tired now and in time it

 too will be forgotten
 
(Verse 5)
 
He too
 
Like one of the many lonely hearts that he

 has seen pass before him..
 
(Chorus)
 
The tired cypress,
 
Too many lonely hearts he has seen pass

 before him.
 
Few have stopped at his feet
 
To listen to the wind,
 
Many,
 
Haven't even noticed him.
 
 
 
 


Il Cipresso.mp3

Called on me to ask if I
Thought of putting off the cut
For an extra week or two
Took the opportunity, left for good

Customized and looking good
Razor sharp, dull neighborhood
I should never leave the house

Atmosphere had begun to turn
As if I ain't paid my due
Someone here not welcome
Barely arrive on time, out the door soon as done

Customized and looking good
Razor sharp, dull neighborhood
I should never leave the house

Opportunity to hide away
My intentions are'nt swayed
Options are I leave or stay, options are I leave or stay
I decide, I decide I will go

Took the opportunity, left for good

Customized and looking good
Razor sharp, dull neighborhood
I should never leave the house

Opportunity to hide away
My intentions are'nt swayed
Options are I leave or stay, options are I leave or stay
I decide, I decide I will go





I Should Never Leave The House

This little song is one part memorial tribute to Stiv Bators,front man for Dead Boys and Lords of the New Church and later solo artist ( check out his great album Disconnected )
who  tragically died in Paris June 199O from a head injury sustained in a car accident ..through the music Stiv remains forever young,  loud and snotty...
The other theme of the song pertains to  pessimistic musing about aging and mortality ...  find the easter eggs ....i incorporated 10 Dead Boys song titles in the lyrics  ....
opening sound clip... Dead Boys song  High Tension Wire 
end clip ....is a portion of Iggy Pop's message to Stiv's parents at his memorial

**** The first half of bridge are lyrics directly lifted from the Rocket From the Tombs /Dead Boys classic, Sonic Reducer *****

Dead Boy Down


Ain’t It Fun when you’re feeling old                            
I hear young Stiv on the radio                                     
Happens fast, never happens slow                            
Down In Flames, there be nothing at all                      
New Church…. I see                                                      
I need to Open My Eyes to what’s in front of me      
Wrong place….wrong time                                              
Now it’s so long Steven so long                                  
Another dead boy down                                               
Another dead boy down                                                                                                                                         
Gonna take a walk on that High Tension Wire
Something gotta give when your brain’s on fire
CBGB New York City, There Ain’t Nothin’ To Do
Blitz, Zero, Chrome and Magnum, they be Calling On You
Don’t know what I want or just who I am
Lonely son of a son, here comes the Son of Sam
Right place…. Wrong time
So long, so long, so long
Another dead boy down
Another dead boy down

(6 lines below from Sonic Reducer)
You’ll be a pharaoh soon                                              
Rule from some golden tomb                                      
Things will be different then                                        
Your light will shine on them                                         
Feeling like you're ten feet tall                                      
Before we were nothing at all  
                                    
Leave the body bruised and broken                          
Leave your body bruised and broken                        
Oh…Oh….                                                                        
Be a Rocket From The Tombs                                       
A Rocket From The Tombs                                                                     

Ain’t It Fun when you’re getting old
I’m older now than Bators and my old man, you know
I used to dance but not anymore
Watch me pacing over kitchen floors
Like some Catholic Boy in a parochial school
I be Dead and Alive, All This and More little fool
At the right place, at the right time
They will put me on display ….I’ll be a dead boy down….

Dead Boy Down

It’s a heart-shaped box with memories I’m trying to forget.
Walking on a tightrope, without a safety net.
But I still remember, ‘cause it’s not over yet.
I still remember that smile.

Tickets to that concert that were torn, just like my heart.
Matchbook from a restaurant; the flames we tried to start.
One by one those matches pulled apart.
I still remember that smile.

Given time, the memories will fade away.
I’m still tryin’ to remember these, go for a spin ‘round the block.
I start cryin’, won’t you please consider unlocking the lock.
All I’ve got left is right here - in this box. This heart-shaped box.

Heart Shaped Box

Song born in a rehearsal room with the former band and the friend Grillo to the texts, I remastered and done more attractive, I hope that🤷🙇🏾‍♂️🙏🏻☕🌼⚜🌼⚜⚘⚘⚘

Don't worry - Cover.mp3

Pop songwriter. Using this space to innovate. I'll post song ideas across a variety of genres, with many tracks unfinished and in progress. Looking for writing and artist collaborators. Reach out if interested!

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