The Grammar of Light

[Verse]
Some dig deep
just to stay afloat
Hands all blister
still no coat

Some rise slow
before the sun
Give and give
‘till nothing’s done

[Chorus]
Some people work to the bone –
and go home cold
Others glide
and still strike gold

[Verse]
You're told it counts
to do things right
But right don't pay
on Friday night

[Bridge]
It’s not about how much you give –
but who gets seen
and who gets to live

[Chorus]
Some people work to the bone –
just to survive
Some wear crowns
they never tried

[Verse]
Hands worn thin
Truth cuts stone
Some keep bleeding
Just to own

[Outro Chorus]
Some people work to the bone –
and go home cold
Others glide
and still strike gold


Work To The Bone

The Light Never Lies

[Verse]
We don’t touch, we resonate
Through silence bent by distant weight
A charge, a pulse, a field we share
You turn, and I am almost there

[Chorus]
The light never lies
It flickers, but flies
We’re spark in the dark
Writing truth across skies

[Verse]
A photon passed between our hands
No sound, no plea, just what it understands
A grammar etched in wave and spin
We reach, collapse, begin again

[Chorus]
The light never lies
It flickers, but flies
We’re fire without flame
We’re question, not name

[Bridge]
Not bodies, but signals
Not answers, but signs
The world is a whisper
In vacuum lines

[Chorus]
The light never lies
Though shadows may try
We burn just to know
That to be is to glow

The Light Never Lies

[Verse]
You looked away, but your hand stayed still
Like a page half-turned against your will
Coffee cooled, the light turned red
But something more was left unsaid

I moved my chair a breath too near
Not to speak, but just be here
Your fingers twitched, a silent sign
And I read the space between your lines

[Chorus]
It’s not the words we throw or catch
But sparks that jump without a match
The hush before a lover leaves
The weight of what no tongue believes

[Verse]
She wiped the table, wiped it twice
As if to smooth out sacrifice
He checked the mail, then checked again
As if to name what can't remain

[Chorus]
It’s not the words we throw or catch
But sparks that jump without a match
The hush before a lover leaves
The weight of what no tongue believes

It’s not the words we throw or catch
But sparks that jump without a match
We speak in drift, in glance, in breath
A grammar wired beneath regret

[Bridge]
Like radios tuned in distant rooms
We hum, we pulse, we share our wounds
No alphabet can hold this thread –
But still, it ties what’s never said

[Outro Chorus]
It’s not a voice, but still reply
A field between the you and I
We’re not alone, not when we try
The light between us doesn’t lie

A Grammar

[Intro]
She moved like silence on a wire,
never near, yet always there.
He spoke in heat, in held desire,
a signal hung in open air.

[Chorus]
It’s a cosmic conversation –
no words, just deviation.
A breath between collisions,
a drift of old decisions.
They never touch, but still they burn,
in orbits that will never turn.

[Verse]
She never stays, just flickers in the room,
a whisper in the filament, the curve of afternoon.
He holds his orbit, tethered to her trail,
drawn by what escapes him,
forever just to fail.

They speak in silences, pulses and delay,
in glances bending space between the things they cannot say.
A table left half-set, a coat not quite unhooked –
each charge a quiet gesture,
each word a page she took.

[Chorus]
Between the sparks, they almost meet,
in every pause, a heartbeat skips a beat.
The closer they align, the more they spin,
like gravity afraid of giving in.

[Verse]
He builds her shelters out of open hands,
she passes through like photons through the sand.
Still, she lingers – scattered in his chest,
not as a lover,
but a question never guessed.

[Bridge]
Not touch.
Not light.
But something like a name
held tight in the breath
before it’s ever said.

[Chorus]
Between the sparks, they almost knew,
the shape of love in something true.
Not flesh, not flame – but resonance,
the ghost of one impossible dance.

[Outro]
She leaves with nothing.
He stays with less.
And somewhere in the absence,
they coalesce.

A Cosmic Conversation [Extended Version]

This Is The Path [No Beast Has Touched]

[Verse 1]
I walked the edge where silence grows
Among forgotten bones and crows
Not north, nor south – just in-between
Where memory hides what might have been
A path untrodden, undefined
Where no shadow ever screamed clarity
No claw has scratched this ancient dust
No hunger dares disturb its trust

[Chorus]
This is the path no beast has touched
Too still for fear, too deep for blood
A whispered thread through time's collapse
Where breath is birth and loss, perhaps
You who seek – remain, endure
Where no anger forms a cure
The path unfolds beneath the skin
Where nothing ends and none begin

[Verse 2]
Not made for kings, nor for the lost
It winds beyond all gain and cost
A light that rests without a name
A flame that sleeps in body's frame
The hunter's eyes can't pierce this field
No trap is set, no prey revealed
This isn’t peace, it isn’t war
But something vaster, without shore

[Chorus]
This is the path no beast has touched
Too still for fear, too deep for blood
A whispered thread through time's collapse
Where breath is birth and loss, perhaps
You who’ve loved and you who bore
A silence larger than before
The path is carved in shadow’s kin
Where all you've lost is held within

[Bridge]
And if you hear it – like a call
Not loud, but not quite silence, all
Then walk, but leave your weapons here
For truth won’t fight, and truth won’t fear

[Final Chorus]
This is the path no beast has known
Where silence sings and self is sown
A path that glows beyond the seen
Where every step is home unseen

This Is The Path [No Beast Has Touched]

[Verse]
I walk the edge of a yawning void
Only Nijinsky dares to hold my hand
You fell asleep upon the stairs
And woke with a crushed orange in your palm

You said you speak with those long gone
That their answers cut deeper than mine
Their silence wrapped in solemn grace
Outshining my faltering lines

[Pre-Chorus]
You said I wasn’t good for her –
But what the hell do you, do you know of that
Everyone who’s scared
Just bends their story to fit the facts

[Chorus]
You always told me who I was
Never cared to really know
Over and over – your damn questions
Till I gave the answer you came for

Over and over – the same demands
I wish I'd walked away back then

[Verse]
You stole the most precious thing we had
Refused to share what never was yours alone
Even knowing they'd break apart
If we didn’t leave them the peace they deserved

Just a fair chance to grow, to heal
To feel the love they were worthy of
But you chose to repeat your hell instead
The childhood you blamed for everything

[Pre-Chorus]
You said I wasn’t good for her –
But what the hell do you know of that?
Everyone who’s scared
Just bends their story to fit the facts

[Chorus]
I wish I’d fought, told you off long ago
You never thanked the fear we showed
We bent, we broke from every word
This pain was never what we owed

[Outro]
I miss my daughter every single day
But a heart turned cold took her away
Nijinsky said – cold is where death begins
And warmth was something they'd never let in

Miss My Dandelion Girl

Note: In light of the recent AI breakthroughs, we feel it's important to clarify that we've been working with voice modulation since the mid-1990s – originally inspired by David Bowie's album Outside. Our approach predates AI-driven tools and is rooted in treating the voice as an instrument, shaped and sculpted through earlier technologies.

We fully understand that questioning authenticity may not be the intention – but it's worth remembering that all electronic music is, by nature, mediated and transformed. Even Nietzsche pointed out how modern tools shape us: inserting paper into a typewriter already creates a distance that handwriting does not. Perhaps birdsong is the only truly authentic sound. 🐦

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