1)
Shake it all out !
Who you once were
Let it all _go 
Look where u are now!
Maybe you’ve  changed 
n Maybe you’ve not
though you’re so faraway

In Metropolis
having the time of your life
Metropolis
breaking heartstrings - on the way
Big city bright
lights up your life day n night 
don’t you forget about me
i’m still here


2)
So all fall down
just like some rags dolls
With Looks of surprise
Sequined diamond eyes
You looked like a dream
But when awaking 
found you were an ocean away 

In Metropolis...

Metropolis

1.
Far away on a distant Shore 
Waves by deserted beaches roar,
And through my hands,  
Go grains of send
Into the deep how they creep.
You are not wrong, who deem
that my days  have been a dream;

A dream within a dream
 a dream within a dream
all  that we see or seem
 a dream within a dream.

2.
And in this land of make belief,
concentric circles of relief 
Trap us in webs of distractions 
once more into the fog descend.
Is all that we see or seem
A dream, a dream within a dream...

A dream within a dream
 a dream within a dream
all  that we see or seem
 a dream within a dream.
A dream within a dream
Is all  we see or seem?
You are not wrong, who deem 
My days have been a dream

A Dream Within

1)
Not quite a  frosty reception 
nevertheless several degrees 
Below what you could, what u could call warm
let the litter n leaves whisper listlessly.

Round the back-drop of boarded up fronts,
it’s a drag, down on  the ole bedraggled
Rundown n deadbeat, low life high street
Which way to go - don’t say you dunno 

Oh
We’re just the wrong-siders...
wrongs side of the tracks…


2)
'N on the Old Rail Track-path  a deal goes down
 out in the open rankled air,
Where bushes r burned like imaginations
and dreams of leaving get forgotten?

Cos the Ticket outta town never shows up,
there’s permanent grudge on these roads.
Newspapers, book makers, Long 'n short, tall-tales,
It’s all going up as we slip down

Oh!
We’re just the wrong-siders,
wrong side of the tracks…


And it’s a trashy little town
it’s a tatty little town
Deadbeat the rhythm all round

The Wrongsiders

Wherever You Go (There You Are) vocals LOUD

Wherever You Go

1
Madness some call  it’s madness
Well that’s my business that’s what i say!
We’re all just trying to avoid the inevitable,
but just keep falling for the same old again again again.

Crazy, some call it crazy -
expecting right things from wrong ways,
But we can’t help it, we got bad habits
it’s in a our bloodstream quite naturally.

2
Lunacy ? An evil fallacy,      
No it’s just currency - it’s people who are bad. 
We’re all just trying to not crystallise hurt 
But putting it off only makes it worse.

Bats in, bats in the belfry 
See how they fly though they cannot see
What’s round the corner? 
Shame no one warned us!
Oh what’s a poor boy supposed to do?

Bats In The Belfry [rough]

centennial sounds. Visuals:- https://www.tiktok.com/@thedicesection (experimental shorts).
Time Flies; This material contrarily draws upon the energy of a century ago, that according to Block Time Theory - still exists.

#newsound of #oldmusic

1920s / 2020s inversion