Another break up song, more reflective than sad or angry about it

Shame

Summertime

I'm Dumb And Dying And Can Not Conjure The Energy To Care

Verse 1:
Looking out the window
Thinking what should I do
Time is of the essence
Till it’s gone and so are you

You’re looking for a mission
Need to save everything
A walking contradiction
Cause you push me away

Pre-chorus:
Oh what is the deal? I need someone who is real
Something I can feel
Oh why are you still searching for a thrill
Can you just be still

Chorus:
You keep running away
You keep running away
Will you ever settle down and stay 
I hope you stay

Verse 2:
Looking to the future
Thinking how things should be
The things that truly matter
Are the ones who stay with me

Running round in circles 
Trying hard to figure out
What it is you’re feeling
That you keep pushing down

Pre-chorus:
Oh what is the deal? I need someone who is real
Something I can feel
Oh why are you still searching for a thrill
Can you just be still

Chorus:
You keep running away
You keep running away
Will you ever settle down and stay 

You keep running away
You keep running away
You keep running away
You keep running away


You Keep Running Away

made in collaboration with https://soundcloud.com/ransomandthemood

the lyrics: ransom and I started out with random fragments of phonemes that solidfied into several iterations of lyrics. the version of the  lyrics sounded out here is composed by RANSOM AND THE MOOD and somewhat inspired by me.
the sounds: the basic song was created by RANSOM and I picked up on his cues and did my best to develop them further.
the image: photograph by jo richter, athens, museum of antiquities, 2012 (by the way, I still think the wrong head was merged with this torso for the antikithera exhibition ;-)


gold in her hair
flames in her hush
time folds the air
no need to rush

leaves in a dance
spinning through vows
braiding the trance
under green boughs

ode in her stride
Athena in shade
stars in her tide
the meanings cascade

clouds drift above
syntax in bloom
she hums of love
vapors consume

fossil minds stray
stone burned by chance
lost in the grey
too dazed to dance

she walks through frames
cracks in the scheme
whispers her name
half smile, half dream

no gods declare
they're humming her tone
and in the air
you're not alone

storm through the still
thoughts can be mold
she bends the will
with truth, silver, gold

athena

athena - with ransom and the mood

https://open.spotify.com/track/3subTUwsTKAlJ9NL1BK0Ua

Lyrics, Vocals: Annalena Cr @lenzkii
Mix (DAW): @bonetender
Music, Guitars (Tele, JM, Midtown), Bass (P), Drums (AD2), Synths, Mastering (DAW): @bonetender

Artwork: Copilot

==== Lyrics ====
a cloudy day 
mind restless again
Like leaves 
That are dancing in the wind
Its going and going 
never standing still
I‘m asking myself
If I ever will
I‘m asking myself
If I ever will

I promise myself
Tomorrow 
I will 
I will 

I wanna
Dance
Like 
Leaves
I wanna FALL
And grow
Each
SPRING

I wanna
Dance
Like 
Leaves
I wanna FALL
And grow 
Each 
spring 
a rainy day,
Heart empty a gain
You are gone 
Like leaves
Turned into dust 
Repeating their cycle
I’m Wondering 
If you also will
I‘m wondering 
If you also will
 
You promised me
Tomorrow 
You will 
You will 

I wanna
See you Dance
Like 
Leaves
I wanna see you
FALL
And Grow

I wanna See 
You Dance
Like 
Leaves
I wanna See YOU
Fall 
And grow

© Lenzki & Bonetender 2025 All Rights Reserved

Leafs

Written by James Geer

How did you go from 33 to 14?
Did you know there were people besides you?

All I ever asked of you were smoke rings
All you ever gave to me were smoke rings

The only time you were drunk you used the cat box
Guess you always had kitties on the brain

It was like you arrived on earth last Wednesday 
Four long years was all that I could take

Smoke rings

Single Use And Recycled: songwriter, searing guitars
https://on.soundcloud.com/oj4YNMN7lx442PpqnK


Rob: bass, lyrics/vocals


Steady your hand, hold it out in front of you
Palm down, open wide, keep it still
Steady, steady like a rock

Fill the lungs, hold it in, don’t let it out
Oxygen is life, oxygen is life
Without it slip away

Steady like a rock, no such thing as trying
Set in my way, set in stone
Let me know if you see me waiver
Know when I hit the floor

Steady like a rock, no such thing as trying
Set in my way, set in stone
Let me know if you see me waiver
Know when I hit the floor

Getting reps in, keep a mental count, the turns
Generally speaking, random mark
Pump it out, turning over rocks

Over under, beat the odds on favorite
Carrying the bag, subjective satisfaction
I feel satisfied

In the presence of certain company
Discretion opposite honesty
Find the right moment and then lay it out
Save the hurtfulness for next time

In the presence of certain company
Save the hurtfulness for next time

Discretion Opposite Honesty

Dedicated to the memory of Laura Dahlmeier - Wikipedia https://share.google/E5VFYRuq67j4ScNOd

Rest in Peace Laura. You are an amazing role model ♾️ and your light will always shine on us and in us making this a better planet 🙏🏽🤍🙌🏽

Cast of characters:
The Beautiful Dark -- @thebeautifuldark -- Carl — Ovation guitar, lead vocals, lyrics, and compostion
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken -- drums
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – Warwick fretless four-string bass
Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark –- VST timbale, production editing
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen — Tom Anderson Custom T electric guitar, production, mix, and mastering
J.J. Terrell– @j-j-terrell – synth
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Fender Telecaster HSS electric guitrar
This song began as Carl's tribute poem to our drummer, Ken. Carl came up with the chord progression and started a project, to which he invited the rest of us. This is the third song Eclectic Collective has done that is a tribute by Carl to one of our members. We couldn't feel more honored than to be the subjects of his wild and boundless creativity.
Fittingly, Ken was first in line to add his magnificent drums. Once we had drums, Josh had something to work with to add his bass, which he did shortly after the drums were up. Mark paid the project a visit next, not only editing it to fit the cool drum and strings bridge, but supplying the VST timbale drums, as well. Stephen jumped in soon after, adding the melodic electric guitar riffs that appear throughout. Not to be outdone, JJ added the throwback psychedelic synth that pops up towards the end. Finally, Tez came along and added the electrifying solo that appears about a third of the way in, as well as the one at the end.
Once the recording was finished, we turned it over to Stephen to mix in his always professional manner.
This song is all about our very talented teammate and brother, Ken, and it is well deserved, too. As mentioned, this is the third song from Carl about one of us. It's hard to describe the feeling of having someone who you respect take the time and energy to think about you in such a positive way as to produce a song about you. Then to have all your buddies join in to amplify it to a solid song is just mind-blowing. We are all very grateful to Carl for not only sharing his music with us, but for his thoughtful consideration of each of us as subjects. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it.
Original lyrics by The Perfect Dark:

Lyrics

Karakoram human
You decorate good future
As many lose their Gods
You stand tall as suture

Rhythmic mountain maestro
Each day, graft, working hard
So kids can eat
Bruised back see best of yard

Still, beats get born of evenings
Deep love finds joules to jam
May generation X soothe meaning
Let's teach the younger pussies what we can

To Ken, from pen, to page, to Music
To friends, Now is when, Good sage soup soothes us
Honest and brave, To Jesus he save
Kudos our maestro of percussive wave

(Delay the next verse for a short instrumental section of some kind here)

Karakoram human
You decorate good future
As many lose their Gods
You stand tall as suture
Sticks in hand
Cymbals a floating
Snare and bass backbone gland
Tom'ed Ringo Star man keep quoting
Keep life steady paced by hand

To Ken, from pen, to page, to Music
To friends, Now is when, Good sage soup soothes us
Honest and brave, To Jesus he save
Kudos our maestro of percussive wave

I'm Dumb And Dying And Can Not Conjure The Energy To Care

Steven Johnson