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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pUbze0G_r-U

Look But Don't Touch

V1:
In a maze of twisting passages
each one of them the same
leaving crumbs behind
to show the way from which we came

trying to make a map of you
to visit every room
parts are staying locked
so I keep searching for a clue

CHORUS:
Your my favourite kind of game
and I just wanna play with you
never feels the same
I don't know what to do
a corn maze search for the middle
puzzle wrapped in a riddle

V2:
Parts are streaming at me
different colours, different shapes
send them to me faster
always looking for a place

Trying to lay the pieces down
in a most particular way / to find your favourite way
I see them in my sleep
and want them more and more each day

CHORUS

BRIDGE:
So many layers
but there's no other players
The challenge can't be won
you're never making me feel dumb
the clues are there to find
they're in your body, soul and mind
I'm wanting more
after every time I score

SOLO

CHORUS

Favourite Game

I liked maths and science more
with binary logic at their core
get all the answer right you've won
make a mistake end up with none

but the further up you go
the more you learn the less you know

It's not black, it's not white
It's not wrong, it's not right
Not a zero, not one
we're just some of the billions
We're not black, we're not white
We're not wrong, we're not right
Not a zero, not one
we're just some of the billions

a digital take, high fidelity
that we can mistake for reality
giving us answers we demand
in a form we can understand

we're somewhere graded on a curve
that we're all trying to observe

Some Of The Billions

Home recordings of my songs for I Heart Songwriting Club

Term 1. Theme: 2 Colours. I picked Red and Blue from the Matrix.

Take The Pill

Home recordings of my songs for I Heart Songwriting Club

Term 1. Theme: Leap Year. To me leap years mean Olympic Games.

One Shot

Term 2. Theme: Imagination. Dream up a new world.

Been watching way too much tech-drama and sci-fi like Westworld and DEVS. Imagining a life in the future where we just spend all our time online while our bodies are kept alive by machines, with the "rhythm of life" building and building until it gets to be almost too much and you just want to "wake up"! Hopefully I'll get something good out of all this isolation binge watching :)

Lyrics:

Wake up, plug in, download, begin 
Consume, transform. Reload, reborn. 

Our voices in the satellites, our dreams are in the stars 
Our minds are out of body, our body kept in jars 

Wake up, plug in, download, begin 
Consume, transform. Reload, reborn. 

The rhythm of life, the algorithm of life

Memories of the surface, stories of the sun 
Life a simulation, points to show who's won 

Food by tube/drone delivery, work done by machines 
insects are the animals, felt but never seen

Algorithm Of Life

Hear? No. See? No. Speak? No. Evil. 

How good is the world without papers or TV
with nothing to tell you about how bad it can be 
where all you take in, is all that you see 
and everything’s beautiful around me 

How good is the world from beneath your headphones 
living a melody with rhythm and bass tones 
where all you take in comes musically
and everything’s beautiful around me 

If I close my eyes it feels like things can stay the same 
if I block my ears real tight then I won’t hear the blame 
if I stand real strong and still so I can’t bend 
if I keep my mouth shut then I’ll be as bad as them 

How good is the world in hours before dawn 
no reason to ask yourself where have all the flowers gone 
where all you take in is what your light can see 
and everything’s beautiful around me

If I Close My Eyes

if you’re in a spin, I’m in a spin
I don’t win if we don’t win
once united not divided

watch me as I separate
see the others operate
we’re united always guided

to work together is the goal
our parts not greater than the whole

CHORUS:
caught in the entanglement
a part of the environment
a member of establishment
a hard requirement

There is no he without the she (there is no she without the he)
There is no me without the we (there is no we without the me)


knowing me is knowing you
their influence is coming through
we’re united when unsighted

particles a part of me
and part of you remain to be

CHORUS

BREAK

CHORUS

Entanglement

You trace your finger down my scars
A soft reminder of a life so hard
trauma torn to the inside
now replaced with a smooth white line

I can learn to love the skin I’m in
come to terms with all that’s happening
then it changes, tears apart

Then I need to start all over again
and find some more as soon as I begin
creased edges, stray “beauty” marks

Got too much skin
Got too much skin in the
Got too much skin in the game

you lay your hand upon my heart
i guide you there to avoid my gut
with senses focused onto me
why can’t i see what you see

I can learn to love the skin I’m in
come to terms with all that’s happening
then it changes, tears apart

Then I need to start all over again
before the doubts and dark thoughts begin
creased edges, stray “beauty” marks

Got too much skin
Got too much skin in the
Got too much skin in the game

Too Much Skin

slow drips disturb the light
reflections warp to motion
flame dips and tricks the night
threatening to close in

dancing shadows, bringing melodies down every hall
painted meadows, echoes, memories on every wall

Still I burn

light shifts and brings new life
to half-forgotten faces
framed moments stuck in time
in far away places

by myself, but not alone, they never will be gone
as long as I can shine a light they will go on

So I burn

Burn

Fantasy (707 Remix)

Always Remember

Singer/songwriter/live looper. Might be found in other acts such as Nebo or Def Row.

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