Foul Mouth (Dedicated to those people that confuse politics with war)

Hot heads, hotter words
Using the tongue as if it were a sword
Rights wronged, others harmed
Take it all as if were always yours
One upped, brought down hard
To where one and one are summed to zeros
Two for the struggle none for the masses,
No hard fought winners, no new found heroes

Some leaders some builders
Some crush their enemies
Just as they'd treat their children
No quarter no not one dime to the poor
It should be a crime to be poor
But now it's the norm to be so well worn
Something we thought worth keeping
No not for us, we'd rather be weeping
Using the tongue as if it were a sword

Foul mouth fouler deeds   
They're only here to fill your needs
Bury souls or bury seeds
They're left behind while (in your dreams)
You succeed

Psychosis Morosis Sycophants to close this
Democracy hypocrisy
Quoting Adams, Quoting Marvin
“It'll all end in tears, I just know it”
 
D.D.D.

What Savagery What Senseless Violence (Foul Mouth).mp3

Where You Were In It

 Long before 
The evenings were brighter
I heard her softly singing there
From a dark corner of the cabin
Lit by burning birch and pine
Turning a cold winter's chill  
Into that sweet sounding aire  
That was when I heard in a song,
A sweet caress in rhyme,
A cure for the loneliness, that time,
In it's own cruel way
Would use, to save my scattered heart
To shape my saddened heart

Long before 
The evenings were brighter
I heard her softly singing there
From a dark corner of the cabin
Lit by burning birch and pine
Turning a cold winter's chill  
Into that sweet sounding aire
 That was when I heard in a song
A sweet caress in rhyme
A cure for the loneliness that time,
In it's own cruel way
Would use to shape my shattered heart,
To shape my saddened heart


Far away
From that part of my life
Where you were in it
Long before, The evenings were brighter
Long before, Those hot days of summer
Far away
From that part of my life
Where you were in it
Long before, The evenings were brighter
Long before, Those hot days of summer

That was when I heard in a song,
A sweet caress in rhyme
A cure for the loneliness that time,
In it's own cruel way
Would use to shape my saddened heart
Trapped, forced to watch as my life falls apart, 
falls apart

Far away
From that part of my life
Where you were in it
 Long before, The evenings were brighter
Long before, Those evenings were brighter
Long before
D.D.D. 2020

Iconoclasts Of Old

Where You Were In It

Train Whistle

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When Thou My Music Playst.mp3

Written an number of years ago about a failed relationship. 
Rerecorded at The Big Temple in Salford UK.
All music production engineering and vocals by The Brooklyn Foundation. Written by The Brooklyn Foundation. 
Gear used:
Roland W-30 (sequencing only)
Behringer Model D
Novation Mininova.
String intro from the Decent Sampler slinky strings library. 

Mastered by Craig Etchells at CE Mastering in Oldham UK
Additional ideas by Craig also.. ThankU 
Enjoy

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