Super fun track. Great lyrics. Awesome work!

Really lovely song, love how varied it is, and wonderful vocals

absolutely loved this track. Brilliant from the first note to the last. the guitar breaks are superbly arranged...is that a Telecaster I hear?

this is quite good. clever words- accompaniment interplay

Again a very smooth and brilliantly produced song, and I really like the atmosphere you create 👍

This one reminds me a bit of The Coral, love that band.  Really like your use of the chorus on the guitar too.

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No Motivation

A song about leaving people who belong in the past, in the past. Breaking away from those who treated you badly and didn't value you. Watching them disappear in the rear view mirror and never looking back again.

Life

Rear View Mirror

Lyrics

Too late little sunshine,
You are too far in the dark.
Too late little sunshine,
I was your hope, and you was mine.

I tried to grasp your pains, your sorrow,
Comforted you in my arms.
Embraced your frightening past and so
Hiding my fears and me behind...

Too late little sunshine,
You are too far in the dark.
Too late little sunshine,
You let me down, you might be right.

It’s true i need your love and caring,
To shine through your eyes.
But emptiness sometimes I’m facing,
Help me to realise.

Fighting with myself, fall to the ground.
Waiting for a hand, that I can’t found.

Too late little sunshine,
You are too far in the dark.
Too late little sunshine,
I was your hope, and you was mine.

Too late little sunshine,
You are too far in the dark.
Too late little sunshine,
Maybe a light can lead us now...

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Too Late Little Sunshine

Thank you to my Brotha Kris for his contribution to this track and the Pushing Daisies project vocals guitar mixing and mastering fine job man ! more from Kris @https://soundcloud.com/bawl-slant

More Than Anything - Kristopher Bolin

2econd Skin - Ups And Downs

Some loose ends that came together all at the same time. Mostly short tracks, brief and repetitive moments. It's when I began, then, trying to write and be an artist I used to be.

Began then

Airlight

Hero - Robert Grigg & Combstead


"Oh, don't try that bullshit with me, my dear.
Or I'll be giving you a wave"
Your fantasies are growing out of hand.
Just one more on my list to save.

"I'm the one who showed you all the secret ways.
Paths to avoid; how to behave.
You've taken all these gifts that I bestowed on you."
Turned them to something in your brain.

Oh, c'est la vie.
You say to me.
Because we're only here once.
You don't follow.
Advice (to) say no.
Your first reaction is to plunge.

The path to twisted logic is not paved with gold.
The years of struggle take their toll.
Although I don't excuse the things you've done.
It's hard to dig out of a hole.

A story in your mind is not the same as truth.
A fort that's built on shifting sands.
The tide of time came in and cut you out.
Its waters covered up your lands.

Oh, c'est la vie.
You say to me.
This is the only chance we get.
"(I) don't want to know.
Your problems, though".
And no one's giving you a gett.

A shout from afar.
There's a message you're missing. 
There's are signs coming up.
You should read.
Their letters unopened.
Their warnings unheaded.
In the absence of reason.
You can't breathe.

This is a final reminder.
A notice they're serving.
An advertising campaign on TV. (x2)
The path that you're on.
It's the wrong road you've taken.
The deadly silence in between.
This is the silence in between.

"Oh, don't give me that nonsense there's beauty in truth"
You beat the fuckers to the punch.
"I've always been a cynic I worry too much"
Won't always get you a free lunch. 

Your mother always told you "we don't hold a grudge".
But, you can't seem to let it go.
She doesn't know you cos you hide it all so well.
Select few people in the know.

Oh, c'est la vie.
Live fast and free?
Only the foolish that stay young.
Forever goes, on through the snow.
You're best placed if you are amongst.
Oh, c'est la vie.
You say to me.
"Will they forgive me in the end?"
Before I go.
A sign to show.
There's certain things that you can't mend.

Caught in the middle.
A crook and a fork in the road.
You took what you wanted.
And never thought to give back some.
To all the people who helped you to make your way up.
All the things that you did trying to make sure that they would say.
"You're okay".
You used your advantage to pull the wool over her eyes.
Never imagining we could see straight through your lies.
The depths that you'd sink to.
Just to appear to be sound.
It got to the point when nobody wanted you around.
In the town.
A drink in the morning to stop you from wretching means nowt.
It's better to keep it all in than to let all out.
Nobody wants to hear about your childhood you know.
If you don't move on from it, then you won't have any room to grow.
All for show.
Oh, don't you tell me c'est la vie.
When you don't practice what you preach.

A chat with the neighbours upon whom you always impress.
Exacting credentials, oh, you wear your heart on your chest.
"Don't listen to anything anyone says about me".
You say with a grin as you walk to the shop for your beers.
"I'll say cheers"
Nobody's saying that you had it easy you know.
But that doesn't mean that you can just be a bastard and go.
Off on a tangent on any vaguely similar theme.
That makes you look brilliant at least in your mind as you scheme.
In your dreams.
Oh, don't you tell me c'est la vie.
When you don't practice what you preach. [x2]

It's the bitterness seeping out of you in a giant cloud.
What a clown.
It's been so long that it really isn't the same in this town.
In fact things are better now that you are never around.
Like a bad smell that we just couldn't get to go away.
You stay for a week when you promised to stay for a day.
I must say.
You borrowed some money, hoping that you'd find your way home.
Never stopping to think.
Or thanking your folks for the loan.
I don't know what it is but there's just something off with your tone.
A slight whiff of violence.
You're just like a dog with a bone.
A no go.
Narcissistic.
C'est la vie.



C'est la Vie

In youth I was a charmer, with the gift of the gab.
Oh, she was my girl, she was the best I ever had.
But as my drinking worsened, oh, results began to show.
My girl, she went and left me for some looker down the road.
That's it I said im leaving, there is nothing left for me.
I'll end up getting trouble from the constabulary.
I'm moving to the city, don't try and stop me, gotta go.
They're gonna get a shock from these few tricks I've got to show

But once I saw them city lights I said "I don't know"
"Maybe I should just move down to Juarez, Mexico"
Least there if I was pretty then they'd all be pretty too.
But since I am so ugly I don't know what I'm going to do.
Without you.

Oh, I've never been a gambler to the detriment of me.
If I had lots of money then at least I could be free.
But instead, I'm cold and lonely, don't know what I'm gonna do.
Suppose ill climb this mountain just to try and make it through.
Long ago, sweet summer child.
but when I'm looking back.
I never have been happy no matter what I can't relax.
And in my dreams I'm alone and deserted by my crew.
Just tramping through the wild lands trying to find something thats new.

Everybody asking me what I intend to do.
About the situation that's arising now with you.
Well, aiming to be happy looks like you'd be happy too.
But now im left alone I don't know what I'm gonna do.
Without you.

A blanket in the hamper which will help keep out the cold.
A place to rest my weary bones since I am getting old.
A plastic type of vengeance that comes naturally to me.
I wanted to be something but I never found the Key. 

A fire in the Winter and a beer when it's warm.
There ain't no sense in spending your whole life just half falorn.
You're gonna have to forget about the things they've done to you.
You cannot claim advantage so there's nothing to left to do.
Without you.




C'est la Vie

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