Hey now, rail yard burning
Steel hums through the night
Why won’t you feel me calling?
Ah-oooh, oooh
Oooh

Hey now, listen woman
Something’s pulling me west
Why won’t you feel me calling?
Oooh-oooh, oooh-oooh
Oooh

Hey now, tell me woman
Where was home last time?
Why won’t you feel me calling?
Oooh-oooh, oooh-oooh
Oooh

Hey now, slow that engine
Let a tired man climb
Why won’t you feel me calling?
Oooh-oooh, oooh-oooh
Oooh

Hey now, roads keep moving
Ain’t no back no more
Why won’t you feel me calling?
Oooh, oooh-oooh, oooh-oooh
Oooh

Hey now, who stood waiting
Since I crossed that line?
Girl, stay strong
Ah-oooh, oooh-oooh

Why won’t you feel me calling ?

The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

I use every tool available, human or machine, as an instrument.
Technology doesn’t replace creativity. It expands it.

Why won’t you feel me calling ?

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