Fading Into Blue


We’ve come a long way through the darkness
We’re yearning for a glimpse of light
We’re sitting on our broken bed and
We’re talking late into the night.

You say I offer empty midnights
You say my love is no more true
You say our hearts are no longer hungry
But I can’t face life without you

Fade into blue
The curse on me 
Is a curse on you;
We’re fading into blue
My own true love’s
Lost without you

I say don’t feed me to the monsters
I say they’re waiting for their break
All dressed up in their Sunday best
They wait to burn me at a stake

Fade into blue
The curse on me 
Is a curse on you
We’re fading into blue
My own true love’s
Lost without you

Fade into blue
The curse on me 
Is a curse on you
We’re fading into blue
My own true love’s
Lost without you

My own true love’s
Lost without you,
My own true love’s
Lost without you.


Jackson Lucas ©2025
jjacksonlucas@yahoo.com

Fading into Blue (cinematic version)

inhale the light

my mind made up
no guardian cloud
iron lung inhale
inhale again
rain colors wipe the dust
inhale the light

hole in my shoe
leaking water
trapped in space
down frosty waves
cloud guardian at the gate
inhale the light

every day do what we do
every day today we do

pick me up, damn shame
nobody takes the blame

my mind made up
no guardian cloud
iron lung inhale
inhale again
rain colors wipe the dust
inhale the light

bright sky behind
rain evil dies
a troubled mind
inhale again
stars will be aligned
inhale the light

pick me up, damn shame
nobody takes the blame

my mind made up
no guardian cloud
iron lung inhale
inhale again
rain colors wipe the dust
inhale the light


Jackson Lucas ©2025
jjacksonlucas@yahoo.com

Fading into Blue

Inhale the Light

Pathological

golden coast heatwave


a golden coast heatwave
sky furnace is on blast
a golden coast heatwave
sky furnace is on blast

driving down from Mendocino
hugged the coast, kicked some dust.

when we got to Santa Cruz
we thought we finally had it made
when we got to Santa Cruz
we thought we finally had it made

old man sat on the side of the road
said, slow down, it’s one ten in the shade.

we can’t slow down we hurry
we have a tail on us we fear
we can’t slow down we hurry
we have a tail on us we fear

pray tell us where we get
a fifth of rye, a case of ice-cold beer.

old man sauntered to our side
been waiting for you guys a while
the old man sauntered to our side
been waiting for you guys a while

get out and put your hands where I see them
our cells are cold, he told us with a smile.

judge said, son, you get 30 for this one
thanks judge, I said, we will behave
judge said, son, you get 30 for this one
thanks judge, I said, we will behave

we’ll take a roof, free meal and a bed
any day in a golden coast heatwave.



Jackson Lucas ©2025
jjacksonlucas@yahoo.com

golden coast heatwave

hounds of heaven

hounds of heaven 
are hunting me down
haunting my dreams
won’t leave me alone

floating on surface
dark demons in tow
mighty Rhine sleeps
dreaming life lows

speak in tied tongues
bells ring in valleys
no songs of freedom
bring freedom to me

hounds of heaven
they can still wait
it’s early morning
spring light is late

speak in tied tongues
bells ring in valleys
no songs of freedom
bring freedom to me

horizon is clear
i’m ready for war
i’m ready for war



Jackson Lucas ©2025
jjacksonlucas@yahoo.com

hounds of heaven

hounds of heaven 2

A classic jazz organ trio instrumental in the style of Jimmy Smith, Grant Green & Kenny Burrell

line instrumental

A song for peace, against war, not a political statement!

The Bloody Gates of Paradise


Many things will break your heart then leave you none too wise,
Lives on earth built for years, wrecked in the blink of an eye.
Sent the killers down below, whores were kept for the late night show.
Horrors of war far and near; hopes and dreams lost to fear.
Didn’t know who’s wrong or right, didn’t know who is playing nice
Till we came upon the bodies at the bloody gates of paradise.
 
Think about it ‘fore you rise: no bad will, no strong denies
Keep us clean: we’re all in, just cannot see through all the lies.
Memories float slowly by, how much hate can we survive?
Past quickly flies as we stare death, trying to stay alive
Didn’t know who’s wrong or right, asking wasn’t smart or wise
Till we came upon the bodies at the bloody gates of paradise.
 
The dead don’t care who is wrong, don’t give a hoot if we are right;
Don’t much care if we get along, or if we always fight.
The dead, they could not care less, their corpses rotting in the snow
Don’t tell us where souls will go: some go up, some head below.
Didn’t know who’s wrong or right, felt no pressure, heard no cries
Till we came upon the bodies at the bloody gates of paradise.

We don’t pretend we have it all, we’re work in progress to be sure;
Preacher says man’s bound to fall, hopes & dreams may not endure.
Let’s pray and show the world our best and not repeat the lies
We hear often far and near the bloody gates of paradise.
Didn’t know who’s wrong or right, didn’t know death threw the dice
Till we came upon the bodies at the bloody gates of paradise.

Why are God’s children punished? can’t they try & make amends,
Live together like they did before on their ancient lands?
Didn’t know who’s wrong or right, didn’t know death threw the dice
Till we came upon the bodies at the bloody gates of paradise.  

Jackson Lucas ©2025
jjacksonlucas@yahoo.com

Periphery - Lune (Reimagined in Alternative Periphery Style)

Revelan Friedman