Burning With The Sun

Midnight Caller

Hey you 
Let me see your hands
I need to know that your on my side
Hey you
I want to know your plans
Are you ready to lay down and die

Yeah you better fall in line

Hey you
Let me know your stance
You best believe full compliance is a must
Hey you
Can we do the dance
Or are you someone that I can never trust

Yeah you better fall in line

Escalation
Hostile nations
Run this enterprise on fear
Intimidation
Confiscation
There’s no room for free thought here

Head up
Shoulders back
face forward 
Straight toes
Keep your ears and your eyes and your open mind 
Closed

Hey you
Now you know the drill
Are you gonna follow every word I say
Hey you
Now it’s time to kill
Your whole life was preparation for this day

Fall In Line

An instrumental prog rock track, alternative.

Big Screen

Tell me again how much you love me. Tell me again how much you care.
Tell me again you’re thinking of me. Just tell me, I’ll be there.

I want to hold you in my arms tonight, wanna hold you so tight I can’t breathe,
‘Cause the feeling I’m feeling is feeling so right, I don’t believe I can leave.
Something about you just takes me away, to a place where the cool waters flow.
And the feelings I’m feeling are making me stay; I don’t believe I can go.

After the first time I met you, I knew it would be
Something much bigger than both of us ever could dream.
I can’t imagine a day without you close to me. Yours desperately.

I want to hold you in my arms tonight, wanna hold you so tight I can’t breathe.
Feelings aren’t feelings unless they feel right. I remain yours desperately.

After the first time I met you, I knew it would be
Something much bigger than both of us ever could dream.
I can’t imagine a day without you close to me. Yours desperately.

Yours Desperately

Composed, produced, sung and played by Carlos R (Carlos Rodrigues)

Teus olhos eram a luz da minha vida
Agarravas meu polegar ao adormecer
Foi aquela decisão irrefletida
Que sem pensar deitei tudo a perder

Na minha alma guardei a tua imagem
No meu caderno desenhei-te uma flor
Esta ferida que não cura com o tempo
Sabe a derrota e com ela vem a dor

Mas o que sinto mesmo estando distante, ás vezes penso que tudo podia mudar
Pudesse eu ser aquele amigo gigante para contigo sorrir e te abraçar
Deixei-te um dia sem nenhuma reserva, e uma voz me dizia que te iria perder
Agora vivo nesta imensa tristeza quando te vejo numa foto e não te posso ter

Passamos juntos alguns belos momentos
Da tua voz não me vou esquecer
Se o homem não revela os sentimentos
Falta coragem naquilo que quer dizer

Os anos passam e aumenta o silencio
Se ninguém fala não podemos escutar
Não existe nada contra um argumento
Se for sincero só devemos aceitar

Mas o que sinto mesmo estando distante, ás vezes penso que tudo podia mudar
Pudesse eu ser aquele amigo gigante para contigo sorrir e te abraçar
Deixei-te um dia sem nenhuma reserva, e uma voz me dizia que te iria perder
Agora vivo nesta imensa tristeza quando te vejo numa foto e não te posso ter

Não te posso ter
Nesta nossa distancia
Para dizer que te amo

Triste por não te poder ter
Nesta nossa distancia
Para dizer que te amo
Para dizer que te amo



Nossa distancia

Song by Beats Working UK taken from their most recent album 'Perspection'.
Written, arranged & produced by John Hardman for Swamp Music Productions.
John H - Vocals/guitars/keys
(c)(p) Swamp Music UK & Swamp Records UK for all territories

Never Meant It To Be This Way - BEATS WORKING

Pet Sematary (RAMONES COVER)

The 54th vocal.

Lyrics:

HUMBLE PIE A LA MODE

The universe rewards focus but punishes attachment

When the tag line is 
It feels like time travel
And the travel is to the past
And is in every way better
You need to start 
Asking yourself at last
Some serious questions
Like why the fuck
Did things unravel
Why does the present suck

Are you living the dream
And lovin' the acceleration
Fast feels faster
Even as i breathe slower
Funny how that works
In fact my plucky concert-goer
They said they found
A cool way to monetize
Undermining the social contract

I don't know where to begin
But there was this university
Consisting of only admin
The creme de la creme
It was every admin's dream
And according to them
It was everything that it seemed

She and i were playing acey ducey
And righty tighty lefty lucy
Said don't be highbrow about the lowkey
And i said okey dokey
It's not like i could offend a Gen-Z

Having desisted from responding to me
She was silent for a bit
And so i said i'll speak
Since the frog in your throat has got you
If your judicial system fails on all fronts
No one will give a shit
About its abstruse ethical consistency
And they've a right not to

And she asked
Why don't i know about that
And i said now try not to quail
But i haven't studied your ignorance
In that much detail

The libs do find some real weird things
To fill that God-shaped hole in their heart
But she was nearly done with her repast
Having ordered a la carte

America is shut down 
And the president is skipping town
But the man who said so 
Is himself a dapper clown

She went on to say several things
Which drove me to distraction
But who determines what a crime is
If not through ethical abstractions

We lost the ability
To make women
Capable of being nice
And are at the mercy of foreign suppliers
Not only spies
But robots with uniform boob size
At an affordable price
A problem too intractable
For a pair of pliers

We finished out the rest of our meal
And nothing served so well as it should
To grease the conversation's wheels
But nothing tastes half so good
As being unemployed feels

Humble Pie à la Mode


Thank you for listening to my music, I think I have found the right sound and I needed so much more practice.  The feedback has been amazing and helpful, we all need guidance and I need more than most. For me music is about self expression and I focus more on the emotion than been a Diva. What is fame?  A concept and for some it is important but for me my music is to bring solace to those who listen.  That is what years of music has done for me, helped me understand myself and fight my demons. The amount of tears I shed listening to music and how it helped me heal, that was the most important thing music helped me do, heal! Writing my own songs was cathartic and I released years of suppressed trauma and pain. Beautiful!
My timing is all over the place as I cannot do maths and my dyspraxia means my motor skills are rubbish and my guitar playing limited. Thank you for your support.  Keep on playing and singing! These tracks are my unplugged versions, as I am a musician but not a performer, so this is as close as I get to performing live! Thank you again for taking the time to listen!

Written by MedusaMoon © 2025


Retired the beginning of 2023. Been writing music seriously for about six years. Thanks for listening - and sharing!

Yours Desperately

Scott Orr