This song was recorded in one take in a cold room in Mountain View, CA. It's a song about the ending of a friendship.

Lyrics:
Haven't spoken in a week
We seem to be all caught up in between
The grape vine holds it's shallow reach
Now I'm worried that, worried that it's me

Am I still just waiting or waited far too long?
For some kind of ending; already one had come
Am I still just wasting, wasting time that's gone
Yet you keep acting like we're still that young

Should I change my technique?
Cause in the end my hands hold sinner beads
Sinners beads, Sinner beads
Thirty three sinners beads

Another month you've not been seen
Hoping that I'll fall for your smoke screen
We keep playing hide and seek
Well it's not a game if the only player's me

Am I still just waiting or waited far too long?
Or are these just impending notes in our swan song
Am I still just wasting, wasting time that's gone
Underhanded voices I try to kill with song

The root has lost the seed
But in the end my hand holds sinners beads, sinners beads
Sinners beads, sinners beads, Sinners Beads, Sinners beads
Thirty three sinners beads

Credits:
Recorded & Engineered by Brendan Dreaper
Mixed by Greg Francis
Music by Nik Bartunek
Lyrics by Brittany Bartunek and Nik Bartunek

Sinners Beads

Song & Lyrics by Nik Bartunek
Engineered by Kyle Wong
Mixed by Kyle Wong
Recorded at Hieromonk Studios in Mountain View, CA 

Lyrics:
Glass black water shows me the stars
Calculated
Time spins clockwise over the depths
Deep blue hopes rise

You can touch the world
But it won't touch back
Standing in a crowd
But it fades to black

March through forests and heathered heaths
Looking for the
Ruins of stone once left for me
To carve my name in

You can touch the world
But it won't touch back
Standing in a crowd
But it fades to black

Touch

Recorded at Hieromonk Studios in Mountain View, CA
Engineering by Brendan Dreaper
Mixing by Greg Francis
Backing Vocals by Kendall Sallay-Milotz
Synths by Dirk Sallay-Milotz

Movement In The Pain

Recorded & Engineered by Brendan Dreaper
Mixed By Greg Francis
Music and Lyrics by Nik Bartunek
Artwork by Natalie Mata 

Lyrics:
The things that I bought, that I kept for myself
All the money I spent, for the things on the shelf
They get washed away clean in a handful of years
But love stands

Some hearts they get lost in the lanes of the dead
And the others go sour for silver or lead
And I think to myself 'Am I just like them?'
But love lives

Go, go back now, before you get lost in the hubris of man
And your love pulls away
Then you will be like the sounding of gongs
Love springs eternal

You pine for a place where the world knows your name
In the process you lose all semblance of shame
And in twenty five years, they build banks on your grave
But love hides

Show me a king, a champion or bard
From before our soft time, when life was still hard
Who we still hold in praise, devoid of critique
But love speaks

Go, go back now, before you get lost in the hubris of man
And your love pulls away
Then you will be like the sounding of gongs
Love springs eternal

Love Springs Eternal

Nik is a songwriter from the Silicon Valley in California. He sings about life, faith, and the never ending chaos of living in the future.