Little Feet On A Kitchen Floor

Lose In The Magic

We Are Not Alone

[Verse 1]
We were broken hearts in borrowed skin
Trading laughter for a life of sin
Skipped the nights, chased the bitter dawn
Thought we'd last, but the magic's gone

[Chorus]
What have we become?
Wayside flowers, always on the run 

[Verse 2]
We sold our dreams like they were cheap
Made our promises in whispers deep
Stumbled through this endless haze
Told ourselves we’d find our ways

We kissed goodbye in a fading light
Tattooed our hopes in the dead of night
Built a future on shattered plans
Fell apart with trembling hands

[Chorus]
What have we become?
Wayside flowers, always on the run

[Bridge]
Stars are dim, faith's on hold
All our stories left untold
Yet we rise, from ashes wear
Searching souls, still unaware

[Chorus]
What have we become?
Wayside flowers, always on the run

Wayside Flowers

The Way of Youth

Way Of Control

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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