©2022 Alpha Juno inc. + JD Torian
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Verse 1:
Think about it all the time
From the word-set-go
Old times, mistakes so kind 
Never did I know 

Big plans in so many ways
Didn’t care or worry 
Patience stretched across the world
Never in a hurry 

Chorus:
Don’t put me to the test :

Verse 2:
Months pile high and higher
Pressed by someone’s jury 
Is this that chance out for me?
Always so dumb and hurried

Hardened hearts and fire brigades 
Reasonable experience
Nada over and over again
Where’d all the fun went?

Chorus:
Don’t put me to the test :

Word Set Go Demo

©2022 Alpha Juno + JD Torian (except for the help from Tip!)
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Evangelize 
With those big eyes 
And these lonesome dreams

Beware of the times
You forgot about 
And remember everything in between 

Turn around 
Walking random fields 
Forgotten mines
Tinier times

Thinking about
What you’re doing now
Forgeting everything in between

Evangelize Demo

Pressure in Her Head

The first single and third song from the album Euphoriphobia

Home In The Rain

Crime

Turn off the radio
Turn off the Spotify
Turn on the way you look at everything
That passes

Every car with its windowpanes
Pressing up against the rain
Splintering light into its halting haziness 
Constituent parts

Over and over the bridge
Upward and on to the nighttime
Going somewhere
Driver beware 
Into the right time
Is there a right time
Or is the time just right.

It’s the frame of a factory
That once was and again will be
Every mile on this long highway
Could be the same mile

Every touch of the light breaks through
Every shadow that touches you
Every car in this rolling plain
Seems to combine in rhyme

As we go
Over and over the bridge
Upward and on to the nighttime
Going somewhere
Driver beware 
Into the right time
Is there a right time
Or is the time just right.

I don’t want inertia
To be my driver
I only want to go
Where I go

I don’t want momentum
To be my driver
I only want to go
When I go

Aaron Mayer Frankel
March 2, 2025

The Right Time

Turtles

Yesterday when we were rowing in the pond and I said,
“Lots of little turtles round here.”
Yesterday when we were rowing in the pond and I said,
“Lots of little turtles round here.”

Don’t take me back to the darkness
Don’t take me back to the darkness
Don’t take me back to the darkness
Cause there are lots of little turtles round here.

I think that I might have these feelings just for you 
But I don’t quite remember your name
A child is a child who’s pretending that he wants to be 
He wants to be a child again.

Don’t take me back to the sadness
Don’t take me back to the joy
Just take me back to the darkness
Cause there are lots of little turtles round here.

Birthday party swimming in the pool
But it’s a cyclone that’s roaming in my mind
How can you process something you don’t understand
When you don’t even have the language at the time 

Don’t take me back to the darkness
Don’t take me back to the darkness
Don’t take me back to the darkness
Cause there are lots of little turtles round here.

I can see it through those eyes 
Black and damp and misty in the mist.
Vision is a fist
When its been decades since the picture did exist. 

Don’t take me back to the weirdness
Don’t take me back to the joy
Just take me back to the darkness
Cause there are lots of little turtles round here.

Aaron Mayer Frankel
4/5/25

Turtles

Haunted Room

I finished writing this song at 1am on June 19th and this is the raw and first full  audio recording I did. I wrote this song because it was what I needed to hear. I am just grateful that Amplify with Indivisible Chicago Northwest thought that others should hear it too. For resources and the full story on this song, check out Amplify: https://amplifyicnw.org/song-i-see-your-colors/?ref=amplify-newsletter

I See Your Colors

Capacity

What’s my capacity to be evil
What’s my capacity to be good
I ride the train
To every destination in the world
I ride the train
To every destination 
Can I look at my reflection and see evil
Can I look at my reflection
It’s like we’re children in the forest
Playing in the teeth of danger
It’s like we’re creatures in the graveyard
Playing with the carcasses of love

What’s my intention to be evil
What’s my intention to be good
I ride the train
To every intersection in the world
I ride the train to every simulation
It’s like we’re thirteen in the morning
Playing in the barnacles of drowning
It’s like we’re adults in the evening
Playing with the lizardry of love

Playing in the barnacles of danger
What is my capacity
Playing with the lizardry of love

10/17/25

Haunted Room

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