Pebbles On My Road

*Recorded live at Being Wellness Center 27/11/25*

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MOM 

Dead in the bed.
No one was coming.
The tears were burning.
The room was bright.
Not a soul in sight.


How can you leave her?
When will she come?
What happens next?
I think I must run.


I’m standing in the doorway,
heart pounding like a drum.
Trying to understand
what I’ve become.


Oh Mom…

the silence hit harder than the truth.
The world kept spinning without you.
I’m still learning what a child’s supposed to do.

Oh Mom…

I’m calling out through the years,
hands shaking, full of fear,
trying to find you
anywhere near.


Dead in the head.
No one is coming.
The tears are cooling.
The shadow is dark.
Your soul is a villain's mark.


How can you heal her?
When she died by a gun?
What happens next?
I think I am done.


There’s a weight on my chest
that I never outrun,
a story unfinished,
a war never won.


Oh Mom…

I replay the moment like a scar.
I keep wishing you weren’t so far.
Trying to live with who we are.

Oh Mom…

I still reach for you at night,
hoping you’ll step into the light
and tell me
we’re alright.


But pain keeps shifting,
and time keeps lifting,
and something in me
starts forgiving.


You are not dead.
You are finally coming.
Your tears are drying.
Polarities are running.
Your soul was right.


Oh Mom…

I feel you in the quiet of my breath,
in the spaces life left.
Your love didn’t die 
it just changed address.

(To my Mom, Kate. )

TICK TOCK

Rickity tick-tock
tickity tickity time is a wastin’
clock on the move, can’t get rid o’ me
Kick it 


Clock keep tickin’, tick-tock spinnin’ quicker 
Pressure on blast and the pulse get thicker
Runnin’ this race but the line done slipped
Rickity tick-tock—nah—this ain’t the place I quit

Don’t cut in line, I put work in this 
Don’t shove me aside like I don’t exist 
I’m standin’ firm, I’m here for the stay 
Better step back, I don’t play that way 

Rickity tick-tock
tickity tick—she don’t stop 


Panic creepin’, but the sun still shines
Doom on deck with the twisted signs
Vision gettin’ fuzzy, whispers in the dark
Missed every warning but I still hit the mark

Why’d you leave me fightin’ solo
Built you up just to serve the goal—yo
Don’t tap out, we ain’t close to done
Act like you love it—pretend it’s fun

Tick-tock—tickity-tock
time tryin’ to play me. 

Rickity tick-tock
girl, stay ready


No! (NO!)
I ain’t fallin’ in line

No! (NO!)
My will still prime

Fight! (FIGHT!)
I’ll fight to the breath

You? (YOU!)
Just like the rest

Rickity—TICK TOCK 
Tickity tickity—CLOCK ROCK


But wait—who’s the one I’m facin’
Who’s that ghost I been steady chasin’
Can’t see clear but the truth appear
It’s YOU, all along, behind these years

Masculine mirror in a feminine frame
Blamin’ the world but you chose that game
Coulda conformed but you threw that projection
These are YOUR roads, yeah—your own direction

Rickity tick-tock—truth hittin’ nonstop
tickity tickity—like a bomb drop


Tick—tock—slow it down now
Feel that shift when you take your crown now
Ain’t no rush—you prime—you aligned
Rickity tick-tock—welcome to your timeline


Clock slowin’ down, feel the peace unwind
Pressure fade back into old past times
You ain’t behind—you redesigned
Baby, you landin’ in your own divine time

Rickity tick-tock—tickity tick
yeah… that’s synergy, baby 

Tick-tock—RICKITY!

Tick Tock

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