This is not a love song.

What was important until yesterday or perhaps we thought it was important has completely lost its meaning. Finally.
All I really wanted was something authentic, something meaningful.

It's an old song  or just another stupid one.
And what will be, will be

Happy Birthday Mom,
luv...

https://open.spotify.com/track/0Ygry3aw5Jy0JL2UMJ4qp0

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Situations may have changed
Since the time we thought
We were grown it's gone so fast
But I still remember
Possibly another day
Another life
It's no use in spilling ink
Over another page

Can't afford not to sleep
Seems pretty unclear
My thoughts buzz the hell on me
You won't disappear
Possibly another day
Another life
It's no use in spilling ink
Over another page

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Spotify link: https://open.spotify.com/track/6aAy1nWjAQJKKOgj0AgoeN?si=0e14a9e14a4f44b1
YouTube Video: https://youtu.be/58LVNbbwgWA
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Mad Hatter was remixed and remastered on 11 January 2025
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In 1972 I was heading towards South America via Mexico and other parts of Central America. I knew that certain hairstyles were frowned upon at various borders. Rather than doing anything drastic, like cutting my hair, I purchase a $15 dollar short hair wig and wore it for my passport photo. 

That wig hat served me well across a number of borders.

I actually wrote the song before I ever crossed one of those borders. At least I think so. I know I wrote it while I was travelling on my own somewhere between the US border and Silvia, Columbia. I had plenty of time in cheap hotel rooms along the way.

I like to think that this song says something about the experience of being a traveller on the road to who knows where. I'm not sure what that might be, but it feels very familiar. It takes me back.

Verse 1:
Looking for hat that comes from south of the border
He needs very big one so it must be made to order
All we really know is that he's from a northern nation
Where he took off his sombrero and he left it in the station

Chorus:
But it’s all right
It doesn’t matter
Been a long night
For the mad hatter

Verse 2:
Morning takes his head and hides it in the corner
But that can’t conceal the fact that he’s been heading for the border
So he takes a couple pills just to prove he’s not a purist
Puts a wig hat on his head so he looks just like a tourist

Chorus:
But it’s all right
It doesn’t matter
Been a long night
For the mad hatter

Verse 3:
Paradise is just a place he touches on the run
The loving and the living give him strength for moving on
The world’s out there waiting but it always strikes him funny
When he ends up in some hell hole and he’s just run out of money

Chorus:
But it’s all right
It doesn’t matter
Been a long night
For the mad hatter


Verse 4:
Can’t tell you bout his future, can’t tell you bout his past
Sometimes he says he’s happy and hopes that it’ll last
More often in the night in his hotel all alone
He wonders what he’s doing why he hasn’t got a home

Chorus:
But it’s all right
It doesn’t matter
Been a long night
For the mad hatter

Mad Hatter

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KO X KR - Directions

When I was a child. 
I thought it was only a ride.
Was there laughter and loving, and music and singing your songs. 
Not for long.
Was there was food in our bellies, and something on telly, to watch. 
Like the clocks.

When I was a child. 
I told myself it was just fine
As I drank from the fountain, of spirits and beer and wine. 
For some time.
See, there's stuff to be taken, and holes to be sank in. 
Sometimes, drew a line.

I feel no cold as I sit with the moon and the tree.

Inside I ache.
I'm on the take.
These deals I make.
Roll on.
Yet as a child.
I'd raise a smile.
As I walked them miles.
Alone.

When I was a boy.
I was easily fooled by your ruse. 
But it grew so much bigger, got sold down the river and gone. 
Right or wrong.
See, there's nothing that's lasting.
It's all in the past, for too long. 
Sang that song.

See, I was too young, 
and I couldn't see wood for the trees.
I was caught in the cross wind of holes we get stuck in. 
We're gone. 
Far too long.
The winds keep on gusting.
Surrounded by rough things at dawn. 
You're falorn.

I feel no cold as I sit with the moon and the tree.

Inside I ache.
I'm on the take.
These deals I make.
Roll on.
Yet as a child.
I'd raise a smile.
As I walked them miles.
Alone.

I feel no cold as I sit with the moon and the tree.

Inside I ache.
I'm on the take.
These deals I make.
Roll on.
Yet as a child.
I'd raise a smile.
Now I'm a child.
No more 

The Moon And The Tree

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A 90s new man called stan - Funky Mumbles (Less talkin mix)

ugh!!!!

my mind is holdin me hostage 
every time i think, i’m nauseas 
dead inside, dead when i’m talkin
listen to my thoughts, they haunt me 
think it’s getting bad again 
i wanna talk, where to begin
lonely alone and with others 
withdraw, hide under the covers

while my hands are shakin
i know i can’t do this anymore 
i’m shit talkin myself
hate myself to my core 
i’m just waitin to feel how i did before 
i just cannot deal
i’m so fuckin torn

and i’m sorry, yea i’m sorry
i can’t be
(the old me, before this started)
i’m sorry, that i can’t breathe
when my body 
(can’t keep up i’m strugglin)
i wanna drink n smoke the night away
but my fuckin body
can’t be, what you want me
i’m sorry 
(if i could i would, trust me)

tryin to keep my composure 
dreading doing this all over 
this cannot really be living
think i’m just fuckin' existing 
every time i try to breathe
it hurts and brings me to my knees
this cannot be a thing daily
thinking is becoming scary

while my hands are shakin
my hands are shakin
my hands are shakin
my hands are shakin, my
my hands are shakin, my

and i’m sorry, yea i’m sorry
i can’t be
(the old me, before this started)
i’m sorry, that i can’t breathe
when my body 
(can’t keep up, i’m strugglin)
i wanna drink n smoke the night away
but my fuckin body
can’t be, what you want me
i’m sorry 
(if i could i would, trust me)

(i think i'm gonna die tonight)
(i think i just lost my mind)
(i'm hella burnt out)
i'm sorry

while my hands are shakin 
i know i can’t do this anymore (i’m sorry)

the ghosts in my head

Spotify

i'm not living, i'm existing

better vision

Welcome to my kingdom Musical Paradise. This is a kingdom where everybody's talent is being showcased to the world. How this kingdom was found is when Offspring and the gang was storming through a forest. He heard some very colorful noises and decided to check it out. As he found the source of the noise, he heard a band playing some colorful tunes. Offspring grew curious about how was they doing it so he decided to ask one of the band members if he could play his keyboard. They all approved and Adollaspring asked him, "dude do you even know how to play a sound?" They all laughed at his joke while Offspring response was "no but I'm finna learn today!" With excitement in his tone, he stared pressing different keys hearing them make different sounds. So of course every inexperienced piano-est press every key on the keyboard sounding very terrible. The band member was gonna stop him until a shocking event happened. As Offspring kept on playing, Offspring original form was turning lighter and lighter and that's not all. He even started to play better, so better he even made a never unheard of sound. Everybody in the venue was admiring his sound. Hell, even Onslaught decided to chime in with him and play the drums. Adollaspring played the guitar, spawn was on saxophone and hollowspring was playing the villein. All of them played in sync creating the most magical song of all time. Everybody's soul was being turned to their aura, their spirits was flying across the sky, even the Walking Onslaughts form changed to a musical guardian. All of them stopped playing and saw the magic with everybody. The lead singer ask "Dude........ how... how did you do that?" Offspring response " I don't know, it was like the music was in my soul. Like..... I was in a musical paradise." As those words went out of his mouth, Two musical guardians appeared in his presence. Offspring said "who the hell are you guys?" guardian "we are the musical guardians, and what you just did was unlocked your hidden power via sound, and we want you to be our God. We'll even grant you your own kingdom." At first they was suspicious about it, then they talked more in dept about it and Offspring agreed to their offer. Years down the line, they made the most colorful sounding kingdom of all time. To this day, more and more selective people are joining the kingdom. Who knew music could be so powerful.


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The Moon And The Tree

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