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Ever wondered what is god?
They tell me he looks like us.
Is it true?
Is he real?
Is he as powerful and almighty as they say?
I seriously do need to have a coffee now.
They keep on telling us that we have to believe in him,
But why?
All I want is to sit down and have my coffee.
There are so many questions.
If he made man,
And everything around us;
Or maybe it was just man alone.
And the universe.
Who made him?
(Can’t have caffeine can’t have fags:
I need a coffee)
And if someone made him;
Who made that someone?
(Like I said I need a coffee now)
So what is existence anyway.
How can we suddenly just exist?
How can everything suddenly just exist.
If there is nothing out there,
How can anything just exist?
(God its complicated, an americano, a latte, an expresso, a mocha.
I just want a coffee, with milk, please)
They say god made everything.
Everything?
But what if I don’t believe in god?
Don’t I then exist?
(A latte please)
Am I just a figment of my imagination?
Maybe a game someone is playing.
Soon someone will win and switch us off.
(Yes two milks and a sugar please)
Or maybe I will just wake up.
But then, does that not make me god.
(Black or white? You crazy I can’t take caffeine, I just want a white coffee, a decaf)
Could I be god.
And everything exists because of me.
(Not too black please add a lot of milk)
So are they all talking about me?
I truly don’t believe in myself then.
(A cortado? a cappuccino? Is that a white coffee? I just need a coffee)
(Seriously can someone just pray for me, I just want a normal coffee, that’s all)
Maybe there is no God. Maybe I am. Maybe I’m just tired. Maybe I just need coffee

God and the Flat White Dilemma

Lyrics

[Verso 1]
Un Dios perdido
en las tinieblas del amanecer
Ya nadie cree
Un dios perdido
Por su propio querer
No sabe dónde se fue
[Verso 2]
Ni la noche
Ni las palabras
Ya se creen
[Coro]
Sus palabras a oídos sordos
Sus visiones a mentes cerradas
Ya el libro que escribían
No se lee
[Verso 3]
Un Dios perdido
en las tinieblas del amanecer
Ya nadie cree
Un dios perdido
Por su propio querer
No sabe dónde se fue
[Puente]
Los inocentes ya no influyen
con sus mentes aún claras
Las palabras no se escuchan
Siguen siendo libres
Los dioses perdidos ya no lo ven
Ni lo tocan ni le hacen creer
[Verso 4]
La sabiduría de los años
De siglos de sangre sin creer
Ya no influye
Son inocentes
Sin dioses
Mientras los dioses sigan perdidos
Con sus curas y charlatanes de mentiras
[Coro]
Un Dios perdido
en las tinieblas del amanecer
Ya nadie cree
[Coda]
El libro no se escribe
La sangre ya no fluye
La vida es sin argumentos sobre nombres
Sin argumentos sobre cosas que no se ven
Ya solo hay vida
Por vivir el hoy
Y no el ayer

UN DIOS PERDIDO DEL AYER

Lyrics

Silence, silence
Don’t speak a word
For your words
They might linger
They might blend
They might inflame
Silence silence
Don’t speak a word
Don’t think
Don’t dwell
For they might lead to the unspoken
And it too might linger
It too might blend
It too might inflame
Even without words
Silence, silence
Don’t flatter those wings too hard
For they might cause a breeze
They might cause a thunder
They might cause an end
Silence, silence
Let those words build
Let those wings gather energy
For one day they will speak
They will flatter
They will act
With the power of eternity
And the tempest will come
But safe will be the ground you stand on
The place of silence
For it lets you standstill
Watch all around
Observe
And prepare
Without a breathe taken
Without a word spoken
Without an act display
Yet with the might of the tempest of silence

The tempest of silence

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Cosmic relevance, i had my tea
I asked myself where is it I exist,
Am I not just in the universe.
But part of it.
Am I not the one unfolding it (tea or coffee?)
In the infinite layers of existence, (tea -please)
Is it not as important I have my tea here (two sugars please and a biscuit)
As it is to think and bleed (make that sweetener instead)
A cosmic act of all — grounding, present, alive. Intelligence, vastness, even the stars and atoms — they all meet in this moment. ( don’t pour the milk in until it’s brewed)
So I ask myself is it not time to enjoy my tea.
I am the universe taking a sip.
A part of it
I asked myself where is it I exist,
Am I not just in the universe.
But part of it. (tea or coffee?)
Is it not true
That when I feel fear, the you somewhere might feel a storm.
(Time for tea)
Is it not true
That when I imagine,
Reality shift
A new star if born from it born
Born is. New dawn because I exist
(Time for tea)
I asked myself where is it I exist,
Am I not just in the universe.
But part of it. (tea or coffee?)
We exist in a vastness of space
The distance seems so great (not too much milk please)
Yet everything is so dense (it’s earl grey)
Is it not true that
My reality is yours just like it’s mine (no milk please just a slice of lemon)
But we see differently
But none can deny (I prefer an ice cold one please)
I asked myself where is it I exist,
Am I not just in the universe.
But part of it. (Tea or coffee?)
So I shall have my tea and talk about biscuits
My reality is fine
My calm is mine
Through eternity harmony will come
As I sip my tea,
And sigh

Cosmic relevance - I had my cup of tea

Lyrics

What’s the colour of your skin
Target practice is for free
Turn you heads towards those on foot
Calls are ringing every three
Mindless idiots on the run
Thinking freedom is their will
Come down says the voice
The hunt is on
Come before their gone
Let the others know
Target practise is for free
Dumb as you know
They are here for the joy
Nothing to do with your skin
Mindless idiots on the run
Those on beat chase and yell
What’s the use of their commands
When they are here for the fun
What’s the colour of your skin
Don’t care less if it you need
Mindless fools bring their wives
Have a pint have a slice
Hunting we will go on after
For we British and we are white
Says the idiot dressed in black
With the skin as dark
As mine
Don’t be fooled by their prose
Simple minds says it all
When the hunt becomes them
Call restraint victimisation
The beats to blame
No more ringing of the phone
No more threes will be moaned
What’s the colour of your skin
Have a pint have a slice
Let’s have fun
Beat racism with their own pun
What’s the colour of your skin
Why don’t you look
Yours is the same as mine
Dickhead

I’ll make the target you

Money what the fuck
Who created it
Whose the bum

It’s crazy how it makes us so sad
It lies to you
And makes you run

Money what the heck for
An idiot on the turnstiles

Calling you to order
And demand

Money what the hell
A loaf of bread
Or you starve

Money here’s to stay
For idiots run our every day

Money sounds so good
When we are dumb and just fools

Money we’ve been conned
Told to pay up
Or get lost

Money pays the way
Ensuring we are enslaved

Money whose the dick
Who created it

Money is our death
Without it you can rest

Money… who created it

Don’t be a muppet, a puppet on a string …

Don’t be a muppet

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[verse]
Sat on her branch,
Looking out beyond the rooftops.
She let her hair;
Sway to the wind;
Brushing away the day.
Like a comb in nature.
There was no man to command her;
No rules to obey.
Just the innocence of nature;
Eroded by men.
[chorus]
The rules had chained them.
Shackled their will.
Eroded their grace.
This was man’s will.
[verse]
Pale through their presence.
Translucent in their innocence.
Features of harmony,
One in skin.
Another in breeze.
Praised for their beauty.
Robbed of their will.
Two ladies found their new belief.
Joined in their quest;
Harmonies sung through the mist;
Two girls danced in dreams;
Of tomorrow.
For there is today.
[chorus]
The rules had chained them.
Shackled their will.
Eroded their grace.
This was man’s will.
[verse]
And men ordered their way.
Robbing them of knowledge;
Denying them a presence;
But in their silence.
Two ladies found themselves.
United in struggles.
Celebrating their peace.
As they sought their way,
Far from the beast.
[chorus]
The rules had chained them.
Shackled their will.
Eroded their grace.
This was man’s will.
[bridge]
But no longer would the commands dictate.
[verse]
The ways of women.
For in their quest,
Their strength would prevail.
Once gathered in knowledge,
Once joined in strengths.
(Outro)
Two women found themselves.
One in skin,
One in breeze,
And showed that might,
Is not that of men.

Two ladies found themselves from shackles of men

Lyrics

The willow wept up on the hill it stayed
Watching how beyond it men lay claim
With bricks and mortar and clays
Digging holes in the plains
The weeping willow sighed
Watching how the men played
Among concrete pavements
And solid glass
Reflecting light to the skies
Blinding where the grass once rose
Deforming the clouds’ soft forms
The weeping willow heard the sounds
That deafened the sounds of its leaves in the wind
They were roaring
And goring
Thumping and bumping
As they destroyed the rest of the plains
The weeping willow asked for its ears to be cut off
And branches were sawn to make for tables
And patio doors
It was the end of the weeping willow
As the black paths to nowhere
were dug around its roots
As it’s bark was torn apart
The weeping willow smiled
It need not watch what men would do
Instead it knew its wood would be polished
Made to shine
Adorn the diners
Or turn to ash
But no longer would the willow weep
Or watch what men undid
To quench their greed

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Weeping willow song

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Do you remember that day
When all came to a stop
And we wondered if this was heaven
A sudden swish,
A thumping sound
cracking glass
As belts whiplashed to a standstill
Do remember that day
When all came to a stop
Remaining jumbled for eternity
A sensation of being pushed
Which never seemed to stop
But just a soon
All was still
Dazed in other thoughts
Wondering what it all was
Our minds yet too innocent to understand
Do you remember that day
When it all came to a stop
When we watched the faces of worry
wondered what it all was
But nobody screamed nor smiled
Do you remember that day
When they looked at as with worry
As if expecting to see
But never came
Whilst we wondered why no one screamed
What was it we’d done wrong
A broken window
A crumbled piece of metal
With crowds forming around us
Rubbing gently whilst eyes stared in surprise
And no-one spoke
Do you remember that day
When all came to a stop
And they kept on telling its alright
But nobody explained
Do you remember that day
When all came to a stop
But not the dreams
Which came to visit for ever
Wondering if we had actually survived
Do you remember that day

Do you remember that day

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I hear your distant voice
But your too far to see
Brother dear brother so far away you’ll be
Winds sweep past us
Blowing the sands of the desert between us
The mirage haze distracts us
Giving the impression of a land with no desolation
But distant is your voice I hear
Without echoes
Or distortions
knowing that it’s words carried through the air
From the thoughts we bear
Brother dear brother so far away you’ll be
With tides pulling us further
Crashing waves between us
So as never to meet
And yet there is that sense of closeness
Of the touch and the whispers
Knowing that never to far you’ll be
Though distant is the voice I hear
It is clear
Drowning the noise around us
Pulling us near
No wind no tides between us
No mirages to distract us
Brother dear brother I am glad your near

Brother dear brother

Lyrics

Walking through the mist of dawn
The screaming echos of the night
Wish to be gone
As the sun rays waken
The mist fears for itself
The haunting waves of air
Scatter and run
Finding the currents
Which they hope will keep em alive
A moment of clarity
A moment of light
A cold chill returns
And once again
The mist will blind the way
With its whites
Swirling, dancing through the chill
The grey screen brightens
with the morning light
Whitening the path
Keeping the distant further
Allowing us only to see the now
As the sun rays warm the air around us
screams of the night are deafened
The whispers of sleep fall silent
As chirping birds awaken
squalling seagulls greet the day
The blind whiteness of the morning
Opening the gates
To what lays before us
Making real the day
As the quiet of the mist evaporates
The roar of the city returns
No longer showing us the now
Opening the then and again
Until the cold chills return
This is the cycle of the cold of night
As dawn returns

Through the mist

Lyrics

[verse 1]
you know we love you
You know we’ll follow you
My fine Englishman
and welcome you,
But why can’t you give me a moment of your time
pour you your tea And humble myself
Read your books
Learn your art,
my fine Englishman
I will try to be like you
But why can’t you see me
[chorus]
Why do you always look down on me
Enclose me and think that is what I want
Why do you think I will always step to one side for you
Why won’t you listen to me
[verse 2]
Ofcourse we look up at you
And listen to your words
follow you
Even drag ourselves behind you
when you beat us
[chorus]
But Why do you always look down on me
Enclose me and think that is what I want
Why do you think I will always step to one side for you
Why won’t you listen to me
[verse 3]
We stood up and took the bruises
Even when you threw the punches
We stepped aside
so you could pass
My fine Englishman
So ofcourse we love you
[chorus]
But Why do you always look down on me
Enclose me and think that is what I want
Why do you think I will always step to one side for you
Why won’t you listen to me
[verse 4]
So forgive me
fine Englishman
If I will not let you know my sons
Forgive me
fine Englishman
If I won’t tell my daughters
That you exist
If I tell them to ignore you
whilst you won’t listen
I will show them another way
my fine Englishman
[chorus]
But Why do you always look down on me
Enclose me and think that is what I want
Why do you think I will always step to one side for you
Why won’t you listen to me

I’ll like to be you

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[intro]
Let your tears flow
Let them turn to floods
Drowning all that is bad
Let those drops become
Wild rivers
Washing away the madness
Your sadness
[pre-chorus]
Why do the innocents have to die
Always to blame for our mistakes
We make them collateral
For our errors
Our greed
Our false complaints
[chorus]
Why do the innocents have to die
Always to blame for our mistakes
[verse]
Why do we have to watch the hunger
Of children whose skeletons show
Even before they are allowed to die
Without dignity
Without memories of a life
[chorus]
Why do the innocents have to die
Always to blame for our mistakes
[verse]
Not knowing the feeling of true childhood
Not tasting fruits of peaceful existence
Not allowed to nourish
Not allowed to play
Just survive
Never hearing the words of wisdoms of those who cared
[pre-chorus]
Who told us of their plight
But yet we didn’t care
[chorus]
Why do the innocents have to die
Always to blame for our mistakes
[verse]
Why do we have to watch our children die
Starve, alone in the destructions we create in the dark
Why do we have to make them our collateral
For the errors we created
the nonsense we preach
[bridge]
Born to our world
Where we owe them our protection
Our children our future so
[chorus]
Why do the innocents have to die
Always to blame for our mistakes
[outro]
Give them a life
Give them a future

Why do the innocents have to die

Lyrics
There’s a path we all head to,
we think all is a given.
But when we get there
It’s just misgiven
There’s a path we all know.
With stars above
we think it’s our haven
But at the gates
We know
It’s the path of others not our own
And where we thought we belong
We find
no-one knows us
[chorus]
It’s our path it should make you wonder
Now that the people have all gone
Don’t let others tell where your path leads you
Look at the signs on the road
Listen to the words of those who faded
And the letters of the man who waited
Don’t let the chimes and the chants lead you
Ask yourself where your own path goes
[verse]
You see a man walk the path
He waves
gestures you to come
Yet you ignore
As he walks in the wrong direction
As you watch he fades away.
no longer there.
You question what you know
For the man you know
Yet continue to follow the path to nowhere
The one woman down the road told you
Would lead to heaven
Where church bells chime
And still the evening chants continue
But the woman closed her door behind her
[chorus]
It’s our path it should make you wonder
Now that the people have all gone
Don’t let others tell where your path leads you
Look at the signs on the road
Listen to the words of those who faded
And the letters of the man who waited
Don’t let the chimes and the chants lead you
Ask yourself where your own path goes
[verse]
And down the path a postman waits;
With his letter and his bag.
Yet you shrug him to one side;
before he heads in the wrong direction,
and no longer there when you turn.
Passing the snakes,
dripping venom.
On roads cobbled with bone
you follow the path to nowhere.
For posters on walls signal the direction.
And you believe them.
A young boy walks past.
As he sings he fades away.
No longer there as you turn.
He was the boy in the streets
Playing ball all day
The boy you know
[chorus]
It’s our path it should make you wonder
Now that the people have all gone
Don’t let others tell where your path leads you
Look at the signs on the road
Listen to the words of those who faded
And the letters of the man who waited
Don’t let the chimes and the chants lead you
Ask yourself where your own path goes
[verse]
As grey skies close,
You turn.
There are the crowds
That now walk past you
Muttering that the woman had not come
Whilst one man you know opened a letter,
and run past you
The gates now beckon
With your name written in neon
Speaking of a woman whose door remained closed
[chorus]
It’s our path it should make you wonder
Now that the people have all gone
Don’t let others tell where your path leads you
Look at the signs on the road
Listen to the words of those who faded
And the letters of the man who waited
Don’t let the chimes and the chants lead you
Ask yourself where your own path goes
[outro]
It’s our path it should make you wonder
Now that the people have all gone
Don’t let others tell where your path leads you
Look at the signs on the road
Listen to the words of those who faded
And the letters of the man who waited
Don’t let the chimes and the chants lead you
Ask yourself where your own path goes

Don’t listen to the woman with the closed door

Screamer

Here comes the bull again
With its horns ablaze
(Are you mad)
(What have I said?)
Run don’t stand.
(The horns are sharp)
Damn what have I done?
Here comes the bull again,
(With its horns ablaze)
[quartet chorus](Carpets flying all around us)
[trippy drug induced tone echoeing] Standing from the ceiling’
[scream] It’s all upside down!
(It’s okay)
[trippy drug induced tone echoeing] The horns are too short
(What the heck have I done this time)

[trippy drug induced tone echoeing] No purple markings
[trippy drug induced tone echoeing] No red bruised skins
(It’s okay it’s just screams)
[scream] Are you mad!
(Or just crazy)
[trippy drug induced tone echoeing] Can’t catch me I’m flying
Stamp your hooves
Don’t worry 
[trippy drug induced tone echoeing] I’m flying 


Here comes the bull again
[trippy drug induced tone echoeing] With its horns ablaze
[scream] Are you mad!
(What have I said?)

[trippy drug induced tone echoeing] Run don’t stand
[trippy drug induced tone echoeing] The horns are sharp
[trippy drug induced tone echoeing] Damn what have I done?

(Why’s the fungus growing on the ceiling)
Moss on rocks have been gathering
(But I’m flying)
[scream] So I don’t know!
(Didn’t I boil em)
Or they raw?

Here comes the bull again
[trippy drug induced tone echoeing] With its horns ablaze
[scream] Are you mad!
(What have I said?)

[trippy drug induced tone echoeing] Run don’t stand
[trippy drug induced tone echoeing] The horns are sharp
[trippy drug induced tone echoeing] Damn what have I done?

[spoken] Who cares I’m flying
[spoken] Out the window I will travel
[spoken] Bye

Screamer

Ojo que no veo
Lo que se ve 
Ojo que no veo
Lo que se
Ojo que no veo 
Lo que se escucha
Lo que se hace
Lo que se siente
Lo que nos duele
Lo que sabemos

Ojo que no veo
Cuantas gaviotas habian?
Era eso una playa de verano?
Era un Paseo nocturno?
Un paseo de madruga?
Era mi familia la que Veraneaba?
Pero donde estaba yo?

Ojo que no veo
Solo el papel en que escribo
Las Notas de unas vidas falsas 
De argumentos interminables
De celos y criticos 
De solo los suyos
Y una polla a los demas
De politicos falsos 
Guerreros encapuchados por Sus teclados
Intereses sin interes 
Que hechan su sombras sobre mis ojos ya cerrados 

Ojo que no veo
La luz del anochese
De la madrugadas de Lluvias
De Dias de soles y grises 
De arcoirises que resplendan el amanecer mientras dormimos nuestros ultimos sueños 

Ojo que no veo
Hasta que las gafas empañadas
Me las limpiaron
Con un gesto
Y unas palabras al aire que no deberia escuchar

Pero cuando habra los ojos 
Vere 
Espero

[outro]
Vere espero 
[outro]

Ojo que no veo

Lyrics

Shadows cast their light upon us
For fear is what they wish to bring
And in the dark they’ll make us tremble
Because nobody else is there to speak
Shadows cast their light upon us
To ask who we really are
Whether your soul can console you
Or whether you must now cast
Shadows cast their light upon us
It doesn’t matter what we see
Whether fear stands us still
Or we run
It knows of your defeat
And soon the light you will reflect
Sending shadows to their depths
But only if you know yourself
And only if you stand as firm
Can the shadows be cast away
Shadows they will cast their light upon us
They will test
And they will frame
And they will challenge who you are
But only you can send that light back
Even though fear has struck
And only you can curse its existence
If you could find that smile
Shadows they will cast their light upon us
And make us tremble in the dark
But the words you have spoken
Are the words you must hear
For they are the ones
Which will tell you that shadows have no light
Shadows they will cast their light upon us
Shadows they will shine bright
Shadows they will fade
Close your eyes
Close your eyes
Close your eyes
be yourself
[Outro]
be yourself
[Outro]

Shadows they will cast their light upon us

Lyrics

So fucking tired of all the bullshit you hear
Of being second best
Of being looked down upon
As if nothing I have done has ever been worth
So fucking tired to have to continue proving yourself
When you have already done so
So many a time
So what
So you don’t see me
So what
Doesn’t mean I ain’t there
So what if you have never heard of me
It doesn’t mean anything
Just that unlike you
Unlike others
I didn’t shout out what I had done
But you know full well what I did
You know full well what I have done
And what I continue to do
I’m so fucking tired trying to prove myself
The fact I’m not rich
That I have stumbled many a time
And got up and continued
Doesn’t mean I need to prove myself
The fact I am still here
That I got up
And carried on
It shows that I did it
So why the fuck do you need me to prove myself
Again and again
Stop looking down at me
Or are you just such a dickhead
That you need to keep on questioning me
Because you are scared others might find out that
You are scared that I am capable
Just like you
Stop fucking looking down at me
And trying to kick me down
Don’t you fucking know that I have already stumbled many times
And in case you didn’t know
I got up
Again
And again
And I am still standing
Maybe I haven’t been able to rise high
Nor had my name written in headlines
Maybe you haven’t heard of me
Or what I have done
But don’t fucking look down on me
And stop trying to kick me down
Or I’m just gonna smack you one
To remind you that I have got up
Again and again
I am so fucking tired of having to prove myself
Again
And again
Just let me live
Maybe you can learn from me
And stay silent sometimes
[Outro]
So shut the fuck up
[Outro]

So fucking tired

Lyrics

Hear the rustle of leaves high above
Leaning over the high wall
The one that makes your prison
But a cell you will not leave
Hear the chirping songs
Of birds who have no fears
Songs that waken you from sleep
That spell out that the light is shining
That is the sounds of the soul awakening
It’s the morning grace that awakens you
From a darkness and trembles
From a restless slumber
That you would rather not have
Searching for the rays of the sun
You wish will warm up your touch
That is the sounds of the soul awakening
It’s another day that has broken
Another day that you awake to
Hoping that for those short moments
No roars of engines will sound
No banging of metal doors
Or fumes of exhausts from parents rushing
Children crying
Of business opening for the hustles and bustles
Where no longer the rustles can be heard
You yearn for the day
When the silence will return
When the noise will halt again
Crowded streets will be emptied
And skies will once again be clear
That is the sounds of the soul awakening
You yearn for the moment
That when you hear the rustle of the leaves
The chirping sounds of birds
That they will signal the start of a day
Where the bustle, the hustle, the rushes
Hooting horns, screeching metals, thumping sounds
Where the black smoke, the smells of clogged drains from waste pipes churning
The interminable clicking of keyboards
The lowered heads reading small screens
Have come to an end
But you know
That the chirping will fade
As the droning sounds raise their volume
And you’ll work through the day
Another day
And yet another day
Where you will once again enter nights of trembling
Restless slumbers
Before the dawn once break
And for a moment
Just a moment
The rustle of leaves through the breeze of a humid dew filled morning
Flick on the sounds
Of the chirping birds
One moment where to breathe
And feel at ease
That is the sound of the soul awakening
[Outro]
That is the sounds of the soul awakening

Sounds of the soul awakening

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Oh, simple whispers in the starry night,
Shimmering truth in the pale moonlight.
You flicker gently without a smile—
Are you telling me tales all the while?
[Pre-Chorus]
I wonder as I look your way,
What is it you’re trying to say?
[Chorus]
Oh, whispers of the starry skies,
Guiding hearts with silent cries.
Are you real, or just our minds
Reflecting dreams we long to find?
Speaking in a language of light,
Whispers of the starry night…
[Verse 2]
Do you lead us, or do we pretend—
Make-believe paths that never end?
We try to read your silent signs,
Turn your glow to words, to lines.
[Pre-Chorus]
But meanings fall and drift away—
Still, I search for what you say.
[Chorus]
Oh, whispers of the starry skies,
Are we blind behind our eyes?
Is there a truth we’ve yet to see,
Or just the echo of what might be?
You shine, but never speak outright—
Whispers of the starry night…
[Bridge]
I don’t understand, but still I try,
To read your secrets in the sky.
I feel the pull, the quiet plea,
That somewhere past you lies the key.
[Final Chorus]
Oh, whispers of the starry skies,
Keep me dreaming, wondering why.
Though your light won’t say it clear,
I feel the answer drawing near.
Silent and eternal, bright—
Whispers of the starry night…

Whispering in the dark

Lyrics

The tears can’t fall
Can’t be seen
Can’t be heard
Can’t be felt
For those tears are of love
One which hurts
Which squeezes the very heart from us
But if they are seen
Heard
Or felt
Your love is weakened
For that is the love of a father
The tears can’t fall
Can’t be seen
Can’t be heard
Can’t be felt
Even when you wish to just collapse and cry
for your weakness will be that moment of change
The one you were tested in
And needed to pass
Day in and day out
The tears can’t fall
Can’t be seen
Can’t be heard
Can’t be felt
That is the love of a father
Until the rooms are empty
Until the silence brings the echoes within you
And that is the moment the tears
Now become fear
praying your love has not gone unseen
Unheard
or felt
For your love was that of a father
Teaching lessons for their future
And not for just a moment
Even though with all your might you gave
The tears can’t fall
Can’t be seen
Can’t be heard
Can’t be felt
For that is the love of a father
even when you see their tears fall
When you feel that you wish to hug them
But know that you must stand tall
But it hurts that you must do so
The tears can’t fall
Can’t be seen
Can’t be heard
Can’t be felt
Because your love is so strong
That whilst you fear
You might have lost their understanding of your love
You hope that one day they will understand
And respect
That yours was true love
Not a fake
not a moment
But a life long presence
Wanting them to not feel the same fears
Of the many mistakes

The love of a father

Lyrics

Submerged, under the memories created by men
Eroded in the decay from our excess
The shores the lady once sung
now gone
Tidebound by the shifting minds
Of erroneous ideologies
Where in words we unite
But in actions we turn to ash
Silencing
the very tunes that awoken us
And no longer will the voice of the lady
Cast her tunes
Whilst she heals from the wounds
we inflicted
The Salt-kissed shorelines of a nation
drifted away with dry winds of decay
Like marooned memories of the past
Barnacled by the crumbling dust of new minds
Corroded under our breathe
Eroded by the hands with which we touched
Crumbling under pressure of steel plates
Sunken below the waves
Engulfing the waters which stood
where the lady once sung
Now
covered by the dry air from our breathe
Rising high into the skies
Glass walls cast their shadows
leaving distant memories of her tunes
But like seeping tones
from unwanted ideas
The walls will crack and tumble
Once the lady sighs again
And finds her seat
And from the shores she will bring
tides knocking on our doorstep
reminding us
That the might of eternity
Is not that of men
But of a silent lady
Whose song she will sing
And like poetic justice
Decide our fates
Whilst she whispers in the breeze
and awaken us
Reminding us we are her guests
And it is our souls
whose wreckage we must find
And sit again and listen
And like guests
Remind ourselves respect

Tunes of the shoreline

Lyrics

To and fro
To and fro, to and fro
The branches of the old willow spoke
In silent whispers we could hear
But never understand
The old willow told its tales,
Of a thousand years it saw
In silent whispers through the plains
To and fro, to and fro,
It’s leaves rustling with the air In conversation,
Telling its tales
Warnings in his whispers as he says,
He beckoned for the birds to hide,
Telling the wise owl to shelter
Providing warmth within its trunk
A solid home with deep roots in the ground
To and fro, to and fro
The old willow knew its way
It’s scarred bark told its own tales
Of harshness and caresses
Of love and hate
A thousand years
The old willow knew its fate
Warning others of its presence
Whispers in the breeze
To and fro, to and fro
It knew its days were over
Man had seen its beast
And would bring it down forever
No longer the tales be told
A thousand years with no stories
For deaf years could behold.
To and fro, to and fro
The rustling tales now gone
The winds howling its silence
The old willow no more
No longer would it sway

The old willow no longer

Lyrics

[Verse 1:]
I sat alone by the corner
Where the sun met the ground
It seemed to be the right time
The first time i had stopped thinking
As the breeze touched the curtains
A wavy haze Filled the air
opening my eyes for the first time I could see
[Pre-Chorus:]
Alone I had travelled with nothing but my sweat and blood
Approaching the time for a restart
[Chorus:]
The long journey was over
(It was time to stop thinking and see)
[Verse 2:]
Blind I had been for many a day
All had seemed static
All had seemed in vain
But now the haze reappeared
Flowing through the sun rays
Warming the air before me
Providing a new breath
[Pre-Chorus:]
Alone I had travelled with nothing but my sweat and blood
And nothing was stopping me now
[Chorus:]
(The long journey was over)
(It was time to stop thinking and see)
[Verse 3:]
Serenity reigned through the currents Of my mind
The sounds now glimmered
The light now whispered
And I knew for the first time That I was home
Home for the first
And NOT alone
[Pre-Chorus:]
Alone I had travelled with nothing but my sweat and blood
Looking for the walls that would protect us
[Chorus:]
The long journey was over
(It was time to stop thinking and see)
[Verse 4:]
Home I had arrived at For the first time
I knew I was now home
And not alone
The ease, the dreams, the tranquility
Now flowing with the breeze
[Pre-Chorus:]
Alone I had travelled with nothing but my sweat and blood
Looking for my home to be with
And I had arrived
[Chorus:]
(The long journey was over)
(It was time to stop thinking and see)
(Home I had arrived)
[outro]
Home at last

The long journey is over

Lyrics
[verse]
A silent lonely figure sitting on a rock
Gazing at the pathway in front of him
With a cliff face slope
Of brushes and dried up leaved trees to his side
Staring tranquilly towards a far beyond horizon
Which he thought he would never reach
This was a young boy
Running away from the chaos of a family
Of the screams of siblings
The angry tones of stressed out adults
From the nagging of younger children
Looking for attention he did not wish to give
[chorus]
(It was a young mind
Struggling to find its space
Away from the chaos of ideologies of men
Whose lives were caged
By rules of locks and chains
That had closed gates)
[verse]
Only the chirping sounds of birds
Among the branches of the trees
And the rustling sounds of leaves
Swaying in the summer breeze
Disturbed his silence
The path lay dormant
Only the footsteps of the few
Would shuffle the stones
below their feet upon it
[pre chorus]
It was the calmness he sought
From his own home
To think and dream
[chorus]
(It was a young mind
Struggling to find its space
Away from the chaos of ideologies of men
Whose lives were caged
By rules of locks and chains
That had closed gates)
[verse]
A mind which searched to see
Beyond the daily motion
Drawing lines where no edges existed
Painting colours into grey skies
It was a mind looking for something
Which men had locked away from him
Without reason without say
Their actions interested in themselves
Their aspirations against wills
His mind searched for a today
The dried-up trees provided comfort
The warmth of the sun
Provided Waves of thought
Uninterrupted by the chaos
[chorus]
(It was a young mind
Struggling to find its space
Away from the chaos of ideologies of men
Whose lives were caged
By rules of locks and chains
That had closed gates)
[verse]
The rock by the path
Would remain his place
Where thoughts could linger in eternity
Transgress without disturbance
Dreaming whilst awake
The pathway would be his guide
Through the chaos and the loneliness
Through the solitude and sadness
[chorus]
(It was a young mind
Struggling to find its space
Away from the chaos
away from ideologies of men
Whose lives were caged
Away from locks and chains
That had closed gates)
[verse]
And so it would be
Until men changed their minds
Unlocked the gates and allowed to think
Those whose minds could meander
[verse]
For his was just a young mind
Struggling to find its space
Running Away from the say of men
Whose rulebooks
Made from fakes
Running away to
Become what he was meant to be
[outro]
Running away to
Become what he was meant to be

It was just a young mind running away

Strapped with a dagger to his side
A bayonet to his waist
And a pistol by his chest
A young boy stood by the door
Ready to walk his path
Away from the terrors that rain
On his home
And unto the battlefield
Created by the politics of men
[chorus]
The young boy was ready
to follow the mistakes of many
Believing that war brings Peace
Remembering the lost
Ignoring those who remained
[verse]
His innocent smile
Wiped from his face
Now scarred by the metals of man
His eyes blurred
From the tears of lost friends
Of broken homes
Of sisters never born
[verse]
Memories of debris
Crumbling walls
And damp mattresses on which he dreamt on
Under the chill of humid night skies
No longer hidden by tiles
[chorus]
The young boy was ready
to follow the mistakes of many
Believing that war brings Peace
Remembering the lost
Ignoring those who remained
[verse]
His focus to bring the same deaths
To those who had brought it to his home
Forgotten the innocence of play
The young boy
Forced into manhood by the bullets of others
Whose only reason were mistakes
[verse]
Men who sent legions
Believed the words of others
Pockets bulged
But bullets never passed
Whilst youth lay bare
Rotting in fields
In potholes among entangled metal
Burning
to be scattered by the wind
Forgotten
[chorus]
The young boy was ready
to follow the mistakes of many
Believing that war brings Peace
Remembering the lost
Ignoring those who remained
[break]
The young boy
Was ready
to avenge his fate
Cast blood onto fields of others
For generations of men to come
Never forgetting those who had left
Ignoring those who remained
[outro]
It was the power of man
Looking to avenge those who had left
Believing the words of men
Who would never feel the scars of war
It was the fate of man
Whose weakness was their failure
In peace
[chorus]
The young boy was ready
to follow the mistakes of many
Believing that war brings Peace
Remembering the lost
Ignoring those who remained
Strapped with a dagger to his side
A bayonet to his waist
And a pistol by his chest
A young boy stood by the door
Ready to walk his path
He paused at the gate
Wondered if peace was still possible
But the gun felt heavier than doubt



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Soldier Boy

Lyrics

Donde esta mi tinto verano
No vea la calor
Que calor
Ahi esta esa Rosa en bikini
No vea que calor
Donde esta mi tinto verano
Que sino me voy
Me voy
Que me muero de calor
Calor calor
La Rosa no se va
Derramo el sudor
No vea la calor
Que si traje mi Casera
Donde esta mi tinto Verano
No vea la calor
No vea la calor
Niña no me caliente
Que no me queda mas sudor
Donde esta mi tinto verano
Que contra mas La veo
No vea la calor
No vea la calor
No me diga que no hay
Que me voy me voy
claro que si traje mi casera
Donde esta mi tinto verano
Que sino me voy
Me voy
No vea la calor

Quiero mi tinto verano

Deja La vivir

Lyrics 

[verse]
Todo parecia muy facil for everyone.
But what did they know?
Como la Cabras enfundia,
Se le iban los plomillo y no vea
Not even the mighty saints could stop her.

Si habia escoba;
Run or te la come por sopa.

Y si no le daba por eso,
Los screams would awaken
Hasta los muerto.

Ni las campanas Would silence them.

(Chorus)
Never understood the screams directed at me, cuando no habia hecho nada.
Que estaba loca?
Por claro que te lo decia
Did you expect me to understand
Pero I was wrong all the time.

[verse]
Porque de la nada
I had to run
Ever wondered why I closed my door
Por claro que I did not want to talk
Si decia algo me lo comia
Like the bullseye on the darts board
Porque?
Nobody explained
But I was wrong
Que quiere que te diga.


(Chorus)
Never understood the screams directed at me, cuando no habia hecho nada.
Que estaba loca?
Por claro que te lo decia
Did you expect me to understand
Pero I was wrong all the time.

[verse]
Que estaba loca?
Y claro al chico ni que lo toque
Po no vea
Ni el blanco blanco
Todo greys and
Mis oidos red
Como la cabras
Total silence when you were asleep
Or dando conia por decir

Y todo my fault por habla
No diga nada niño que te voy a dar

(Chorus)
Never understood the screams directed at me, cuando no habia hecho nada.
Que estaba loca?
Por claro que te lo decia
Did you expect me to understand
Pero I was wrong all the time.

[verse]
Y me queria de cura?
Que esta chifla ?
Wasn’t that the bible you were carrying?
Gracia a dios no me la sumbaste
Pero Que estaba loca
Porque no vea lo grito que me daba

And ofcourse ni pito ni flauta
Nothing wrong here
To church we go on Sunday
And the priest on Monday
So he could have his rosto caliente
And preach to the converted

(Chorus)
Never understood the screams directed at me, cuando no habia hecho nada.
Que estaba loca?
Por claro que te lo decia
Did you expect me to understand
Pero I was wrong all the time.

[verse]
All I said was que tenia mas rollo
Ese cura idiota
So good was that man across the street
Si tu querido dios
Que he allowed you to chase me
To scream at me
And leave us

(Chorus)
Never understood the screams directed at me, cuando no habia hecho nada.
Que estaba loca?
Por claro que te lo decia
Did you expect me to understand
Pero I was wrong all the time.


[verse]
Never understood your screams at me
it wasn’t really you
Was it?
You were just ill
Pero yo que sabia
Nadie decia
We had to understand
Pero nadie explained
I just never knew why you screamed at me when I had done nothing wrong
Now you are gone
And I wonder
What if I had been wrong
I was wasn’t I?

Si I was wrong nunca were you loca

[Verso 1]
Vamos cerrar los ojos…
Porque sabes que vivimos de los falsos…
Biblias medio escritas,
filosofías de mentiras…

Y todo porque el viejo se equivocó,
tú que no sabías que tenía error…
Claro que se aumenta el clamor…

[Estribillo]
No me seas tan necio,
que la pluma se le ahogaba…
Con esa tinta negra,
que más que verla…
era mal hecha.

[Verso 2]
Para disfrazar los errores,
porque —¿que no lo sabías?—
el viejo solo escribía
lo que le decían…

[Puente]
Y todo era mentira…
mentira, mentira…
¡Mentira…!

Mentiras Del viejo

[Verso 1]
La vida nos dio…
Life como un dios…
Nos dio —and now dejó—
Como un sueño nos motiva,
y now frustra…

[Estribillo]
Life como un dios,
came and provided a meaning…
Pero así de pronto,
se dio la espalda,
and buggered off without us.

[Verso 2]
Porque it decided to leave us no meaning,
confusion —eso sí que nos dio—
and much of it encima…
It littered the minds,
and crazed las ideas.

[Puente]
Por eso…
Life como un dios,
por las mañanas,
terrifies us,
or celebrates us…

Pero todo depende quién eres…
For life sí tiene bias.
Pa algunos le da,
for others le quita.

[Estribillo 2]
Pero todo que sabemos
es que con un respiro —existe—
y sin él… se nos va.

For life como dios…
nos da,
y como dios… nos quita.

[Coda]
Y no hay quien le diga:
“Darte la espalda y vete…”
Porque lo mismo te da,
como te quita.

Por eso, como dios,
just carry on living…
Porque lo mismo te da
si te da… or te quita.

El siguiente respiro
es solo el que quieres.

Nos da y nos quita

[Verso 1]
Que quieres que te cuente…
Me dijo que le gustaba…
Pero como no quería…
Le dije que no…

[Estribillo]
Por decirle que sí, niño…

[Verso 2]
Da lo mismo…
Quién le dijo que…
Quién quería más…
Sino los dos…
Aunque la hice llorar…

[Estribillo]
Por decirle que sí, niño…

[Puente]
Si los celos que tenía…
cuando me hablaba del otro…
me enfundía…
Pero claro que le dije que no,
porque no quería…

[Estribillo]
Por decirle que sí, niño…

[Coda]
Antes que se vaya…
que con esta te casas…
y ya te separará…

Por decirle que sí…
niño…

Po dirle que si

[Verso 1]
Y yo qué sabía…
Es que ni me hablaste…
Te diste la vuelta…
y te fuiste…
Ni palabra…
de dónde iba…

Aquí como un tonto… esperé…
Y tú sin venir…
Ni llama… ni ná…

[Estribillo]
Y yo qué sabía…
Te fuiste…

[Verso 2]
El otro día te vi…
Pero pasaste de largo…
Como un extraño…
que nunca conociste…
Hablando con tus amiguitas…
Me diste un refregón…
que hasta los huesos tembló…

[Estribillo]
Es que ni me hablaste…
Como un desconocido…
Pasaste de largo…
Con tu novio al brazo…

Y yo qué sabía…

[Puente]
Cuando me lo dijiste…
como un tonto…
al cual no te molestó…
Debería sido la birra…
que te tomaste…
Porque ni palabra te salió…
De esos labios rojos…
Con tu traje negro…
y tacones de alto lujo…

[Estribillo]
Y yo qué sabía…

[Coda]
Pero como lo falsa que eres…
Ya cuando te veo…
Eres una pobre sin vergüenza…
Cazando las noches…
Mientras mientes al bolsillo…
de esas compras…

Pobrecito el que está en tu brazo…
Seguro que ni palabra le dijiste…


Y yo qué sabía…
Es que ni me hablaste…
Te diste la vuelta…
y te fuiste…
Ni palabra…
de dónde iba…

Ni palabra

[Verse 1]
And I, what did I know…
You didn’t even speak to me…
You turned your back…
and you left…
Not a word…
of where you were going…

Here like a fool, I waited…
And you never came…
No call… nothing at all…

[Chorus]
And I, what did I know…
You were gone…

[Verse 2]
The other day, I saw you…
But you walked right past…
Like a stranger…
I had never known…
Talking with your little friends…
You gave me such a shove…
That even my bones… trembled…

[Chorus]
You didn’t even speak to me…
Like a stranger…
You walked right past…
With your boyfriend on your arm…

And I, what did I know…

[Bridge]
When you told me…
like a fool…
who didn’t bother you…
It must have been the beer…
that you had drunk…
Because not a word came out…
From those red lips…
In your black dress…
And your high luxury heels…

[Chorus]
And I, what did I know…

[Coda]
But being as false as you are…
Now when I see you…
You’re just a shameless poor thing…
Hunting through the nights…
While lying to the wallet…
of those purchases…

Poor guy, the one on your arm…
I’m sure you never said a word… to him…

Not a word

A beautiful tale of two young children meeting for a moment in the woods before they have to depart to their homes.

Two young minds meet

(Intro suave, guitarra y palmas lentas)
Yo no nací andaluz…
(pausa)
No me mires así…
Que no hay nada más…
que decir.

(pausa larga)
Yo no entiendo tampoco por qué,
Pregúntale a tu viejo, pero
Yo no nací andaluz…
(pausa)
Pero no tengo nada contra ti…
No me hables así…
Que tu tío es el mío…
Y entiendo lo que dices,
Aunque no siempre me gusta hablar como tú,
Y me enseñaron diferente,
Porque yo no nací allí,
Nací aquí.

(pausa corta)
Y por eso yo no nací andaluz.

(pausa con rasgueo)
¿Qué quieres que te diga?
(pausa)
Me llamas lo que quieras…
(pausa corta)
Pero yo no nací andaluz.

(pausa instrumental, acorde lento)
De ese peñoncito soy…
(pausa)
Me llamas llano…
Me llamas lo que quieras,
Hasta pirata si te parece…
(pausa corta)
Pero de eso tenemos poco.
Y contra más me insultas,
Más me dices.

(pausa larga, voz más intensa)
Yo no nací andaluz…
(pausa)
Pero tampoco me sofoco.

(pausa, tono más grave)
Si la vieja vino del sur…
Por razones tuvo…
(pausa)
No me hables así…
Que yo no nací andaluz…
(pausa corta)
Y no sé por qué eso fue.

(pausa dramática, guitarra marcada)
Pudiste haber sido…
Porque a la vieja…
Le mataste su hermano…
(pausa corta)
Y luego le diste la espalda…
Y le cerraste la verja.

(pausa larga, voz suave)
Yo no nací andaluz…
Pero sí te comprendo.
No seremos hermanos…
(pausa corta)
Pero cuando quieras extender la mano…
Que seguro…
(pausa breve)
Que te la doy.

(pausa, crescendo musical)
Pero para un momento,
Y para de insultos,
Que porque yo no soy como tú
No quiere decir que te voy a dejar,
Ni tienes derecho a hablarme así.
Yo no nací andaluz…
Tú sabrás por qué no te lo crees.
Cuando toda la vida me llamas…
Un llani…
(pausa corta)
Y te lo crees.

(pausa larga, guitarra sola)
Porque yo no nací andaluz…
Soy yanito…
Y mi vieja también.
(pausa corta)
Todo ese tiempo que me cerraste las puertas,
La culpa se la echaste a otro,
Pero cuando se fue seguiste diciendo lo mismo,
Y tú más que lo sabías.
Porque yo no nací andaluz…
Aunque ella nació allí.
Yo no nací andaluz…
Llámame lo que quieras…
Tú lo sabes muy bien quién soy,
Y yo te echo la mano cuando tú quieras.
Pero…

(final con eco)
Soy yanito…
Y nací en mi Peñón.

Yo no naci andaluz pero si te hecho la mano

[Intro - sparse ambient sounds]
Shut up the dog is coming…
Don’t want him to bite me…

(You know he’ll find me.)

[Verse 1]
Shut up the Dog is coming…
Where is the cat…

(Don’t whisper he is mad…)

Where is the mouse.
Ofcourse hiding…
Right behind the cat.

(Get a nibble) 

get a bite…
Shut up the dog’s coming…

[Bridge - whispers layered over distant drums]
(The cat knows.)

Why you think I’m hiding…

(Sitting behind the sofa…)

Ofcourse the mice ate the cheese…
The dog is growling…

(Can’t you see the cat…)

No the mouse is hiding…

[Verse 2]
(Just behind the sofa…)

Shut up the dog is coming…
Don’t want him to bite me.

(Raw meat not a burger…)

The mice had the fries.

(The cat is better,)

Shut up the dog is coming …
Yes I can hear him prowling.

(I’m still hiding …)

Behind the sofa.
Made of leather …

[Outro - crescendo — repeat main hook]
Shut up the dog is coming…
Shut up the dog is coming…
[Whispered echoes fading…]

The dog is coming

Tick tock



Tick tock…
Tick tock…
Don’t worry we going to take care of it;…
(Hit the button Donny! Hit the button!”)

Tick tock…
Tick tock…
believe me …
There is no climate change…
It’s just hot;…
It’s just raining;…
It’s just a bit of wind;…
(Hit the button Donny! Hit the button!)

Tick Tock…
Tick Tock… 
Great! Wrong! SAD!
The mouse run up the clock…
Believe me…
We going to make it great again…

(Hit the button Donny! Hit the button!)

Tick Tock…
Tick Tock…
He’s a great guy…
I know he will press the button…
We going to take care of it..
(The clock struck twelve …)

(Hit the button Donny! Hit the button!)

Our incredible men and women…
The mouse run away…
Tick Tock…
Tick Tock

(Hit the button Donny! Hit the button!)

The ash came down…
The mouse run up…
Tick Tock,
Tick Tock,
Our men will make it great again…

(Why did you hit the button Donny? Why?)

Tick Tock,
tick Tock,
The cheese went dry,
The Mouse varnished,
Tick Tock Tock Tock

The clock just stopped
(Why did you hit the button Donny)
Our men will make it great again,
Believe me,
If I had been there we wouldn’t have had a war,
It would never have happened,
(But why Donny? Why did you push the button)

Ticktock

Don’t be fooled I’m no musician or singer, far from it I cannot sing since age of 12 since my voice broke and I had to leave the school choir. But I am a creative, and artist, better known for my drawings and illustrations than any other part of my art. 

However, my art is about communicating ideas, ideologies, thoughts, emotions and from drawing to installations, to sound I will delve through it and produce as I go. 

Word and sound have been two constants but never found a delivery vehicle through which I could reach a wider audience, particularly with my word art. I’m not into putting myself out and at the forefront, I am more the one at the back of the crowd. 

So delivery was always an issue. And then I found AI, not to create my art but to deliver. 
Original word art transformed into song tracks by having a voice and finding the right genres, styles, fusions of different styles and language.

Every piece is my original word art, for you that would translate to Lyrics, but it has a wider context for me. And AI assisted in creating the track.

So this is just one of my projects.

Importantly to me is bringing my word art into the public arena for once is a completion of successfully navigating past one of the biggest obstacles in my life. In school whilst I was not in the lower classes, yes tier systems suck, I was considered as someone who would fail English. If told enough times you will, so I did. It took a teacher I will never forget to pick me up and show me that others were wrong and he showed me I could do it. But the scars were always to stay. So language has always been my inferiority complex. Ironically my art took me to become a reporter although  always very much never believing my worth, and also hiding my written word art from the public, even the family. Things changed when at my later years I’m realising I have nothing to be ashamed of as I have achieved a lot and it’s time to take a plunge and let the words flow out into the public arena.

I have a voice, it speaks all day and like all my work I have stories to tell or wish to tell. Thoughts I wish to discuss, ideas I wish to have others debate, emotions I wish to describe, protests I wish to scream out, sounds I wish others to hear, whispers I want to send into the breeze, joy and play I wish to share.

As a follower of cybernetics art I believe I am just the delivery vehicle, original source, the prospect that others could use the sound and take it further is something which has not gone past me, hence this now becomes a collaborative work.

Sharing to make the art develop, grow, mature and spread wider than its original intent of putting words together to express something.

Maybe there are human singers out there who will use my words, or visualisers who will push the visuals further. All I ask is for the authorship of the original words and their composition to be respected and rewarded as deserved, respecting their origins. 

But take it on and take it forward if you wish and let me know where and how it’s gone so the connection and link is maintained.

On the simpler level I hope the words find an audience and provide something for someone, even if it’s just one person.

As I say I am not a singer or a musician just a creative doing his art. A whole lot of respect to those who have their own voices and talents in music, my words are mine and I use AI trying to find you with that talent to take my words on. Not out of disrespect. But Ai gives me a chance to reach out where I have not had a chance, and hopefully connect with others by offering my word art. 

You will find I’m one who stands behind the crowds, and I intend to stay there as that’s were I feel safe.

Stephen Ignacio

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