A selection of finely distilled and aged traumas, carefully blended with the highest quality cortisol with a hint of unregulated nervous system and fruity undertones of hostility.  

Don't Panic

You know when you have too many broken hearts and it's hard to to be vulnerable and courageous again to let yourself fall in love again - looking for the right person that never comes and you wonder why - hmmmm - this song is about that dilemma! 

I wanted to write a classical song - I wanted it about love but recalled my experience in my early years where I was afraid to commit, to fall and trust again.

Thanks AI for helping me land this track to this point reasonably quickly!  The song was butchered at the end so I needed to do some edit and restructure on the layers by splitting the stems and extending the song. A great demo for now for I do say so myself - it moved me. 

There is a hint of an extension of the love theme from my previous music video Once Upon A View I released on Youtube with an 1899 Cinderella Silent Film I was able to use! "The shoe must fit" :) 

Serve Love Lyrics

Upon a view at sunrise 
What lies ahead for you? 
Can there be love this time 
Waiting just for you?

I see again hesitation in those eyes 
Heels dug into grass brown stained 
What must lie on the other side
To defer again to another day?

Courage could not come soon enough 
But will it come at all?
You half-heartedly signed up for love 
With no stomach for the fall

Fall for love not because you are weak 
Fall for love because you are strong 
Fall for love not for the favours 
Fall for love because you serve love

Love has a lot to give 
But the shoe must also fit 
Love will refuse to stay 
It will indeed pull away
From the foolish takers 
The broken deniers 
Who sadly turn lovers 
Into runners for cover 

Courage could not come soon enough 
It won’t have to come soon
If you fool heartedly signed up 
To play lovers like fools

Fall for love not because you are weak 
Fall for love because you are strong 
Fall for love not for the favours 
Fall for love because we serve love

(Ah ahhhhhhhhhhh)
Serve, serve for love
(Ah ahhhhhhhhhhh)
Fall to serve love 

Upon a view to shine (shine) 
What be your kind? (the kind)
For the torch bearer (does know)
The light of truth fires up the passion 
oooooooh, ahhhhhhh

I see contemplation in your eyes 
Beneath stirring feet, you rise 
Committed to loving ways 
For much better days (better days)
The story goes, you wised up 
Bold tales of breaking down walls
That you full heartedly signed up 
To take the lead and light the way

(Ah ahhhhhhhhhhh)
Serve, serve for love
(Ah ahhhhhhhhhhh)
Fall to serve love 

(c) George Helou

Serve Love

I didn't ask you to help. I didn't want your input. But you're here now. Don't bring me problems, bring me solutions, or... better yet... just go and fucking fix it! I don't want to keep hearing about how fucked it is!

August 4, 2025


When everything is broken,
All the excuses sound the same,
You're running out of scapegoats,
And it's too late to complain,
When everyone can hear you,
why aren't you watching what you say,
every word and thought concealing,
the petty games you play,


hey, just fix it!
come and fix it!
Try to fix it!
fix it or fuck off!


You're doing nothing different,
Expecting things to change,
Waiting for someone to save you,
It's the definition of insane!
The rhetoric keeps changing,
but the message still remains,
the warning won't stop playing,
They're just shifting all the blame,


hey, just fix it!
come and fix it!
Try to fix it!
fix it or fuck off!


okay, just fix it!
hey, you said you'd fix it!
at least try not to make it worse!
just fix it or fuck off!


If you're not going to fix it,
Just shut your fucking mouth,
The systems are collapsing,
And they're leaving no way out,
hey, just fix it!
come and fix it!
Try to fix it!
fix it or fuck off!


okay, just fix it!
hey, you said you'd fix it!
at least try not to make it worse!
just fix it or fuck off!


fix it or fuck off
fix it or fuck off
fix it or fuck off
at least try not to make it worse


F.I.O.F.O



August 5, 2025 

Trapped within the web, 
Of a reckless mind, 
Picking at the pieces,, 
Of memories left behind, 
Grasping for the meaning of, 
Madness unconfined,


Gazing back into the past,
Like into stagnant pools,
Feel the shackles breaking, 
No one is laughing at the fools,
Fractured understanding, 
Clawing at the walls,


Where does the sickness end, 
And where do I begin?
No answers, just confusion, 
Cursed to do it all again,
Shattered!


Watch the mirror shatter, 
A thousand faces fall away, 
Watch the pieces gather,
A thousand voices stay,
Shattered!


Fingers cut to pieces,
Mosaic of despair,
Self-inflicted torture,
Blood-stained in each stare,
What do you think you'll find here?
That's not beyond repair,


Where does the sickness end, 
And where do I ,


Where does the sickness end, 
And where do I begin?
No answers, just confusion, 
Cursed to do it all again,
Shattered!


Watch the mirror shatter, 
A thousand faces fall away, 
Watch the pieces gather,
A thousand voices stay,
Shattered!


Nowhere left to run to, 
Where does the nightmare end?
History repeating, 
watch it coming 'round again,
Holding out for answers, 
does it have to be this way?
Is it strength or weakness, 
To repay those who betray,


Fighting it is futile, 
learn from your mistakes,
Trapped in fading memories, 
as the meanings shift and change,
Grasping for an answer,
In the expressions on each face,


Where does the sickness end, 
And where do I begin?
No answers, just confusion, 
Cursed to do it all again,
Shattered!


Watch the mirror shatter, 
A thousand faces fall away, 
Watch the pieces gather,
A thousand voices stay,
Shattered!


Shattered


August 2, 2025 at 11:52 PM

If you want the secret to success,
20 per-cent perspiration, 
80 per-cent stress,
Try to find a habit which ain't habit-forming,
Pray to god that you're the reason for the warnings!


The devil could collect me,
But he never made the claim,
And the good lord won't protect me,
It's a low-down dirty shame,


Can't stand that understood, 
Is something I can't claim to be!
Don't know what I got, 
but it's all god-given to me,
I can't stand being right unless I'm over-correct,
And I just want to be happy, not anti-depressed!


The devil could collect me,
But he never made the claim,
And the good lord won't protect me,
It's a low-down dirty shame,


Too much is never enough,
And moderation is a crutch,
If there's a reason I'm forsaken,
Then it's 'cos I take too much!
You're hatred is worth nothing,
Because I've seen the things you love!



Maybe I shouldn't be here,
Maybe I should go,
Maybe I bought the ticket,
So I should enjoy the show,


The devil could collect me,
But he never made the claim,
And the good lord won't protect me,
It's a low-down dirty shame,


The devil could collect me,
But he never made the claim,
And the good lord won't protect me,
It's a low-down dirty shame,


You can come and take me,
I'll stay just where I am,
But I don't bow before the law,
Or the Reaper's hand!!!


Unclaimed


July 30, 2025

So, this is how the world ends, 
Not with a bang or even a whimper,
Slowly watching all the colours fade, 
As the sounds reconcile back into whispers
Eyes acclimatised to the lingering shade


On Earth, As it is in heaven,
White washed, shapeless and barren
Forget the without any heroes,
Where the tales aren't worth the telling,
Fading echoes of forefathers ring hollow,
Falling for the hopelessness they're selling
(yearning for any purpose)


On Earth, As it is in heaven,
White washed, shapeless and barren,
Give us this our daily bread
Living your life, jealous of the dead,
Lead me not into subjugation
But deliver me from evil


His kingdom come.
This will be done.
Eyes and ears closed but mouth left open,
Fixing bayonets against your judgement day, 
I'd rather die than join you hollow men,
I'd have made a poor slave, anyway.


This kingdom come.
This will be done.
Hollow men bring the world undone.


On Earth, As it is in heaven,
White washed, shapeless and barren,
Give us this our daily bread
Living your life, jealous of the dead,
Lead me not into subjugation
But deliver me from evil,


This kingdom come.
This will be done.
Hollow men bring the world undone.


Hollow Men


August 17, 2025

EvEry Law a threat, written in words that bleed! 
Covenants without threats are just hollow decrees! 
For fantasies of safety, Your LIBERTY you trade, 
Your freedom for their slavery, The price your children PAID!
Can't you SEE you've chosen, To live life on your KNEES? 
You can't cut away the cancer, If you are the DISEASE,
Their Truth is LIES, Their endless War is PEACE!
No rights, just permissions, when you've lost your sovereignty!


Wisdom shaped by COWARDS!
Battles fought by FOOLS! 
Those without Courage
Are addicted to their rules!

Power is never given,
It's always taken by force!
"Si vis pacem, PARA BELLUM!"
If you want PEACE, Prepare for war!


Purpose presupposed, but they never told you why! 
worthless diagnosed, to work until you die!
Indoctrinate the children, fetishize the GRIND! 
Like cattle to the slaughter, no souls left BEHIND! 
Teach you children about dragons, and the greed that keeps them bound,
Worship the bloodshed of the wicked, whereever they are found!



Those who'd trade liberty for safety FROM THEIR KNEES! 
DON'T DESERVE SAFETY OR LIBERTY! 
IT'S NOT A RIGHT IF IT CAN BE TAKEN AWAY, IT'S PERMISSION!

Si vis pacem, PARA BELLUM!
If you want peace, Prepare for war!

Wisdom shaped by COWARDS!
Battles fought by FOOLS! 
Those without Courage
Are addicted to their rules!

Power is never given,
It's always taken by force!
"Si vis pacem, PARA BELLUM!"
If you want PEACE, Prepare for war!

Bloodstained path to freedom, well-worn but overgrown,
Die on your feet or on your knees, you make this choice alone,
Becoming your own master, then you can Know your ENEMY, 
They're defending the old system, with rules for me and none for thee,
Fear is their only weapon, watch them snarl and bare their TEETH,
But Scrape away the surface, there's nothing UNDERNEATH!

Wisdom shaped by COWARDS!
Battles fought by FOOLS! 
Those without Courage
Are addicted to their rules!

Power is never given,
It's always taken by force!
"Si vis pacem, PARA BELLUM!"
If you want PEACE, Prepare for war!
"Si vis pacem, PARA BELLUM!"
If you want PEACE, Prepare for war!
If you want PEACE, Prepare for war!
Si vis pacem, PARA BELLUM!
If you want PEACE, Prepare for war!



Si vis pacem, PARA BELLUM!

I don't love you, but I want to

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August 23, 2025

Two thousand two, I’m sleeping like a soldier,
From the cracks in the pavement, the world gets colder.
I had to make peace with the shadows hanging over my shoulders,
I'll tell you the same thing that I told her,

Keep repeating the mantra,  one foot in front of the other,
This isn't the end,  it's the scene where you have to get tougher,
Always knew that I would come through one way or another,
But don't ever call me lucky, nah, I didn't get here 'cos I'm pretty,

And I would have got out if I had money for petty,
Bitch, I started off lower than shark shit in this city.

I was...


Barefoot in Brisban
(Watching another dawn,)
Walking barefoot in Brisban,
(Can't stop moving on,)


Learning my lessons from the Junkies round the tracks, 
I just kept on frontin’, because I'm never going back,
Money like sand, slipping through these hands like dust,
I got faith in the fuel light, but I'm gettin' low on trust,

I'm still running on empty, but my nothing is plenty,
You struggle to see you've got nothing to tempt me,
Tell me what you've done to make you fit to be judgin',
You Don’t get to check my priv'lege, like you came from nothing,

I had no bootstraps to pull on, but let me tell you something,
Those lurking in the shadows can still see the light coming,
But not before you learn there's danger blind trustin'
You're getting bogged down, but I’m still running...


Barefoot in Brisban
(Maybe you ought to try)
Running barefoot in Brisban
(Just don't look them in the eye,)


Hey, Looking down your nose ain't so good for your neck, when you're older, 
Sinking under the weight of that chip on your shoulder,
Look, stay out of my way while I'm chasing my dreams in a steamroller,
Say, How'd your mum go with all the pingers I sold her?

I see the maths ain't mathin', when you try to figure me, 
The answers aren't on my face, they're on the soles of my feet,
You don't know that you're wrong, I've been moved along,
Just to make more space for you, 
You can't solve problems if you haven't got a clue,

One day We'll see who's right, just by seeing who's left, and who's who,
Spend less time judging me, worry about who's judging you,
I can still feel your fingers through all the scar tissue,
Someday I might miss you, 'till then I'll just remember being...


Barefoot in Brisban
(It's where you learn just who you are)
barefoot in Brisban
(Sleeping under a blanket made of stars)

I was...


Barefoot in Brisban
(Watching another dawn,)
Walking barefoot in Brisban,
(Can't stop moving on,)

Barefoot in Brisbane (Remastered)

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August 31, 2025

Can you see me standing here?
Or do you need the edges more defined?
Something lurking in the spaces,
Makes you Blue green colour blind,
Hewn into their faces,
You can read Between the lines,


When Another one is broken,
Another one is drawn,
When Another one is crossed,
Another one is walked,
For every one that's toed,
There's a dozen that you can't find,
For a prison to exist,
You must stay Between the lines.

Can you hear me clearly?
through the static in your mind?
There's a blockage in the system,
Locked inside the chains that bind,
For your own protection,
You must read Between the lines 

When Another one is broken,
Another one is drawn,
When Another one is crossed,
Another one is walked,
For every one that's toed,
There's a dozen that you can't find,
For a prison to exist,
You must stay Between the lines.

Did you read the fine print?
Of the deal you were forced to sign,
You can remember all of them,
because you repeat them every time,
You can't step outside the box until you have looked inside,
You must still be there Between the lines

When Another one is broken,
Another one is drawn,
When Another one is crossed,
Another one is walked,
For every one that's toed,
There's a dozen that you can't find,
For a prison to exist,
You must stay Between the lines.


Between the Lines

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August 31, 2025

Surrounded by those thinking the worst of me,
Outnumbered by the ones who loved cursing me,
Satisfied when they start blaming me,
Revel in every time to start shaming me,

I don't want to open doors I can't close again,  
If I start now, I don't know where it will end,
I'm scared of the tide, where it might lead,  
But these words keep tugging at me.  

I'm not perfect but I'm proud just to get by,
I'm still holding onto the guilt that it took to survive,
And It isn't your fault for all these grudges I bare,
Under all the scar tissue this person still cares,

Can't say that I'm sorry
(When I've had to pay double for every mistake)
Can't say that I'm sorry 
(I can feel the dam I'm holding back starting to break)  
Can't say that I'm sorry
(I'm afraid that I can't say it until it's too late)
Can't say that I'm sorry
(I'm not ready for the things that might escape)

I've just been punished before,
Failure held over me, By those who like to keep score,
There's a storm cloud building inside
And I can't take any more!

I don't want to open doors I can't close again,  
If I start now, I don't know where it will end,
I'm scared of the tide, where it might lead,  
But these words keep tugging at me.  

Can't say that I'm sorry
(When I've had to pay double for every mistake)
Can't say that I'm sorry 
(I can feel the dam I'm holding back starting to break)  
Can't say that I'm sorry
(I'm afraid that I can't say it until it's too late)
Can't say that I'm sorry
(I'm not ready for the things that might escape)

I still see them out there waiting for me,
Lurking for an ambush behind every tree,
Just know through all the show I'm still trying my best,
And I exist in between tolerance and forgiveness,

I don't want to open doors I can't close again,  
If I start now, I don't know where it will end,
I'm scared of the tide, where it might lead,  
But these words keep tugging at me.  

Can't say that I'm sorry
(When I've had to pay double for every mistake)
Can't say that I'm sorry 
(I can feel the dam I'm holding back starting to break)  
Can't say that I'm sorry
(I'm afraid that I can't say it until it's too late)
Can't say that I'm sorry
(I'm not ready for the things that might escape)



Can't Say That I'm Sorry

Fiddle Me This

Buy me the next hand, money talks, bullshit walks. 
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September 1, 2025

Ante up, makin' Kenny Rogers proud,
Kingpin strut, movin' silent through the crowd.
Roll up on the spot, got the smoke and the crew,
Don't need a cosign—we fuckin' with or without you.


Is you in or is you out?
Just close the god damn door, 
Is you in or is you out?
You're lady knows what it's for, 
Is you in or is you out?
Everybody here knows that it's true,
Stay in your lane—we fuckin' with or without you.


Bassline thump, bodies bouncin' in the haze,
Strobe lights flashin’, this party's been going on for days,
Poppin' bottles till the new dawn breaks through,
If you ain't all in, we fuckin' with or without you.


Is you in or is you out?
Just close the god damn door, 
Is you in or is you out?
You're lady knows what it's for, 
Is you in or is you out?
Everybody here knows that it's true,
Stay in your lane—we fuckin' with or without you.


Money talk loud, make the weak turn mute,
Money talks, bullshit walks, so what you gunna do?
Dice roll heavy, stack 'em up two by two,
Table full of sharks, we fuckin' wit or without you.


Is you in or is you out?
Just close the god damn door, 
Is you in or is you out?
You're lady knows what it's for, 
Is you in or is you out?
Everybody here knows that it's true,
Stay in your lane—we fuckin' with or without you.


Leather seats, black tint, takin' over the street,
Boys on the block are now rollin' in a fleet,
No love lost, you can catch me in the news, 
You ain't in the picture, we fuckin' with or without you.


Is you in or is you out?
Just close the god damn door, 
Is you in or is you out?
You're lady knows what it's for, 
Is you in or is you out?
Everybody here knows that it's true,
Stay in your lane—we fuckin' with or without you.


Is you in or is you out?
Just close the god damn door, 
Is you in or is you out?
You're lady knows what it's for, 
Is you in or is you out?
Everybody here knows that it's true,
Stay in your lane—we fuckin' with or without you.


Is U In or Is U Out?

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Buy me a coffee

Seek Out and Close

Season, Weather or Terrain

Train Hard, Fight Easy

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September 4, 2025

Would I have been less
Could I have been more
The first is rarely your best, but
you can always have second thoughts,

An unexamined life, 
Is one that isn't worth living,
You can't blame it all on God,
If you don't believe you can be forgiven
Every choice and every bad decision,
Read in the faces where they're written
My impulses used to guide the way,
And the consequences would always stay,
The circumstances just replayed,
But what if I had left that day?

In the Journal of Second thoughts, 
Can't turn back the second hands
In the Journal of Second thoughts, 
You won't find a second chance,
In the Journal of Second thoughts, 
Were you too proud to change?
In the Journal of Second thoughts, 
Keep turning over the next page,

I made a lot of choices,
And I can't stand by every one,
But I made them in the moment,
Until they came un-fucking-done,
I tried to crush the world and build it back new,
But I never could have tried it if I didn't have you,
If you never think twice, you never get a choice,
You just open up your mouth and hear your master's voice
I don't even know what I was trying to prove
What if it was me who always acted too soon?

Would I have been less
Could I have been more
The first is rarely your best, but
you can always have second thoughts,

In the Journal of Second thoughts, 
Can't turn back the second hands
In the Journal of Second thoughts, 
You won't find a second chance,
In the Journal of Second thoughts, 
Were you too proud to change?
In the Journal of Second thoughts, 
Keep turning over the next page,

The what-if's keep playing in my head,
Untangling every loose thread,
They tell me I need to be myself,
But what if she was being played by someone else?
What if they conditioned my first thoughts?
In another second could I open a different door?
Action turns to doubt if  you stop playing your role,
You're always gonna lose when you don't have self-control,
But now we're going down so it's time to save our souls,
But maybe it was always my fault?

Would I have been less
Could I have been more
The first is rarely your best, but
you can always have second thoughts,

In the Journal of Second thoughts, 
Can't turn back the second hands
In the Journal of Second thoughts, 
You won't find a second chance,
In the Journal of Second thoughts, 
Were you too proud to change?
In the Journal of Second thoughts, 
Keep turning over the next page,

In the Journal of Second Thoughts,
The lines are double-spaced,
So you can re-write what should have been,
But the first thoughts can never be erased,
It's easier to make one than learn from a mistake,
But Second thoughts heal faster than heart aches.


F.I.O.F.O

Ray Zorbach

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