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I'm not sure which is more maddening these days — the situation in Ukraine or the situation in America. Hell, the middle east is also crap. I'm just mad at it all. 

The air-raid siren was recorded in Kyiv by vkvych (freesound.org).

(This tune is downloadable.)
I compose in MIDI, using Logic Pro and sound libraries from EastWest. 
© 2025 Rebecca Williams All rights reserved.

Run For Cover

He's been impeached twice before. Maybe the third time will be the charm.

(This tune is downloadable.)
I compose in MIDI, using Logic Pro and sound libraries from EastWest.
© 2025 Rebecca Williams All rights reserved.

Impeach

Despite this fascist administration trying to take over everything, we shall rise up and vote them out. Vote Blue!!! 

(This tune is downloadable.)
I compose in MIDI, using Logic Pro and sound libraries from EastWest.
© 2025 Rebecca Williams All rights reserved.

We Shall Rise Up

You gotta take me on
You gotta take me on
You gotta take me on
You gotta take me on

The beat don’t lie
So try another cry
Tell me why you sigh a hundred words
Is it really so neat
In your head meat
Is paradise just the wind that holds the birds
Why you want to lose me?
Why do you need me here… alone?

You gotta take me on
You gotta take me on
You gotta take me on
You gotta take me on

Truth
Lies

Running 
Hiding
Running, hiding
In there

Running 
Hiding
Running, hiding
In there

You call me fat
You fuck a pig inside your twat
And think the touch makes you whole
Think it means it all
But beside bedside you lay
The mirror tells the truth at the end of the day/
Me I try to grow and reflect
But you do not accept

You gotta take me on
You gotta take me on
You gotta take me on
You gotta twist the knife
You gotta take me on
To validate your life

Take Me On

SOMEDAY

For Tom.......

Don’t you know?

I don’t understand this pain.
I was never harsh or cruel.
My love for you was unequaled on this earth. 
Don’t you know how much my love was worth?

I can’t delete the past,
your picture on my phone.
I’m notified; every day I’m crucified.
Don’t you know how much my love was worth?

I’ve walked alone in twilight worlds,
held counsel with the dead.
I fell to my knees said “I’m ready Lord”;
perhaps, you should know what I’ve said.

You have broken every bond.
imparted so much hate.
My love for you was unequaled on this earth.

Don’t you know how much my love was worth?
Don’t you know how much my love was worth?

I’ve walked alone in twilight worlds,
held counsel with the dead.
I fell to my knees said “I’m ready Lord”.
Perhaps you should know what I’ve said.

Don’t you know how much my love was worth?
Don’t you know how much my love was worth?


Written by Paul Vasey

Don't You Know (PJ Mix)

She's Wearing Red

*Lyrics were adapted from a poem by a friend Deanna

BREAKING PAROLE

Breaking parole by killing time
Hours passed away at the scene of the crime
Shoot the breeze, easy boy . . . do as you please, oh easy boy
Sittin’ there, you don’t have to care . . . Shoot the breeze, if you dare

Sittin’ there unaware as the years go by
Just chewin’ the fat, and tellin’ lies
Shoot the breeze, easy boy . . . do as you please, oh easy boy
Sittin’ there, you don’t have to care . . . Shoot the breeze, if you dare	

What will they say when you’re old and grey ?
And holding out for that one more day
Ya’ wanna’ do what comes to mind . . . only to find . . . there’s just no time

Hey . . . no time . . . you broke parole by killing time
Hours passed away at the scene of the crime
Now there’s no way out . . . oh you better keep in line

Breaking parole by killing time
Hours passed away at the scene of the crime
Shoot the breeze, easy boy . . . do as you please, oh easy boy
Sittin’ there, you don’t have to care . . . Shoot the breeze, if you dare

What will they say when you’re old and grey ?
And holding out for that one more day
Ya’ wanna’ do what comes to mind . . . only to find . . . there’s just no time

Hey . . . no time . . . you broke parole by killing time
Hours passed away at the scene of the crime
Now there’s no way out . . . oh you better keep in line

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What will they say when you’re old and grey ?
And holding out for that one more day
Ya’ wanna’ do what comes to mind . . . only to find . . . there’s just no time

Hey . . . no time . . . you broke parole by killing time
Hours passed away at the scene of the crime
Now there’s no way out . . . oh you better keep in line


BREAKING PAROLE

#7. Much To Do With Little To Waste (G.Di Nunno)

Easy as it comes with youth that's on your side
Don't think about a thing, fast will come the slide
What's ahead unknown, remember I was you
Your loves arrive and slip, real events on through.

Driving without signs
With winds you will go
Where they take you then
Arrives fast or slow
Chances in your hands
You might miss the cues
Stuck awhile to melt
The pain paying dues.

Sometimes you'll lose, but that's alright
You'll waste some time won't get it back
And ears won't hear a know-it-all
Reviews go bust no cutting slack.

I used to do the same so humbled by events
And so I learned the game
The easy disappears; the fog will somehow clear
Ahhh Yeah!

This is my mirror, it never lies
All these lines on how I survived
The line gets shorter--I'm not afraid
Much to do with little to waste. 

All lyrics and music performance by Gino Di Nunno
Copyright 2025.
The above track is the last for 2025, with a new year of songs for '26
on the way! 

#7. Much To Do With Little To Waste

This was a fun song to do...I have no desire though to go to a party in the city!!!

Orieliel Watcher lyrics and vocals. AI Music contribution~

Take Me On

The Corking Crack Band