Day One

Hardboiled (alt)

Ми бачимо світ крізь вітрину
Де немає крові на склі,
Хтось на сході боронить країну, 
Хтось у клубі зависає на дні

Поки ми гуляєм у тиші,
Бачимо друзів, батькІв без оград,
Пацани молоді десь в окопі
Пережити б касетний цей град

Там у полі без свідків і камер
Мовчки мріє про їжу і сон,
Заряджає магазин автомата
І рахує кожен патрон

Десь далеко гримить канонада,
А у місті вогні і парад,
Хтось останнє ділить з братами,
Поки громада міняє фасад

Там під небом що чорне як попіл,
Тихо лічать хвилини і дні, 
Чинять мужньо ворогу опір
Не завжди щасливі і частіше сумні

Пам'ятай коли світитиме сонце,
І здається що життя лише сон,
Десь сидить у полоні людина
Для якої байдужість - бетон.

TONY SANDERS - ЧОРНІ ВІТРИЛА (СУСПІЛЬСТВУ)

[Verse 1]
Woke up this morning, got a hunger in my soul
Got a brand new mission, I'm taking the whole
I'm running the streets with a fire in my eyes
I'm a soldier for my purpose, a hunter in disguise
They tried to shut me down, they tried to stop my plan
But I'm a one-man army, yeah, I'm a brand new man
The world is a battlefield, the concrete my throne
And every single victory, I'm taking it alone

[Chorus]
**Run it! Pop it! Grill it! And Gun it!**
Yeah, I'm taking the crown, yeah, you know that I've won it!
**Run it! Pop it! Grill it! And Gun it!**
My foot's on the gas, I'm never gonna stop, never gonna front it!

[Verse 2]
Yeah, they're talking and they're dreaming, they're sitting in the shade
But I'm out in the sun, I'm not afraid
I'm grilling all the competition, I'm burning up the lies
Yeah, I'm a king in the kingdom, with a fire in my eyes
I'm gunning for the top, I'm taking every shot
I'm leaving all the fakes, yeah, I'm leaving all the rot
The old world is breaking, the new one's begun
And I'm the only one who's gonna see it all done

[Chorus]
**Run it! Pop it! Grill it! And Gun it!**
Yeah, I'm taking the crown, yeah, you know that I've won it!
**Run it! Pop it! Grill it! And Gun it!**
My foot's on the gas, I'm never gonna stop, never gonna front it!

[Bridge]
Yeah, the world is a stage, and you're a cheap-ass show
I'm the main event, yeah, I'm the real damn flow
So you can keep your numbers, you can keep all your clicks
I'm building a legacy, you're just building up bricks!

[Outro:] "Run it, pop it, grill it..."
Yeah, I'm gunning it!
**Run it! Pop it! Grill it! And Gun it!**

Run it! Pop it! Grill it! And Gun it!

Streetlight Blues

Nowhere To Hide

Weary. Hopelessness. Anticipation of more horrible. These things are in us all today. This song is part of my survival. Music is the therapy.

Lyrics: 

I keep waiting
Waiting for something 
That will never come (never come)
No matter how hard I dream
No matter how loud I scream
So I hide myself away
Hoping for a miracle today
A miracle today

This world wasn’t meant for empathy
At least that’s what the politicians tell me
But I keep waiting 
Waiting for something that will never come
Never come.

A love to spread like butter on bread 
A kind word to a worried stranger
A rose without a thorn 
A day without a sword
I keep waiting
Waiting for something 
That will never come.
Never come.

Needle pricks
Mark my skin
Telling a story of love within 
Get me out of here
Wire and thorns
Change me, transform me
While I keep waiting
Waiting for something that will never come

I keep waiting
Waiting for something 
That will never come
No matter how hard I dream
No matter how loud I scream
So I hide myself away
Hoping for a miracle today
A miracle today
I keep waiting…
Waiting…
Waiting…

i keep waiting

Images & Energy (Ken Clinger)
lyrics ©Ken Clinger
image & music by Suno AI

Images & Energy (Ken Clinger)

Shifting thru the pictures
searching for the flash
of recognition
the past still holds its sway

reaching thru the images
sight beyond the limitation
its cause to fade away

nothing has the gravity
only strength we somehow gave away
Holding back the energy
declining use progressing day to day

drifting thru the pictures
from external worlds
distracting our attention
demanding outer ways

Reaching past the promises
pale beyond their limitations
support that fades away

intuitive reality
fed by trust we somehow gave away
inner lights are signaling
and inner sounds inviting us to play

images from innocence now is
past the time to look away
promises made before time
and space had their way

images and energy
pick & choose
a thousand times a day
holding on or letting go
choices give
and choices take away

reaching past the images
choosing our own light
for inspiration
rejoicing in our day

intuitive reality
fed by trust progressing day by day
inner lights are signaling
and inner sounds
inviting us to play

Images & Energy (Ken Clinger)

A haunting tribute to the legends lost too soon, “The 27 Club” blends Southern Gothic grit with soul-soaked rebellion. It mourns the price of fame, the silence behind the sound, and the mythic echoes of artists who burned bright and loud. Their stories live on in motel walls, velvet cages, and the static roar of a crowd chasing ghosts.

Hardboiled (alt)

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