Name: Nature Documentary by Umbrellabirds
Duration: 3 min 59 s
Description: Nature Documentary - track 5 on the album Umbrellabirds (2016)

I'm not a liar, I just don't want this weight on my shoulders . . . oh lord.  Do I know that feeling - and in such a delicately crated song.

A neon-lit chessboard pulses under flickering streetlights. Every heartbeat is a metronome, every thought a blade. This is trap-phonk laced with glitchcore venom: sitar riffs slice through 808 thunder while distorted vocals whisper death notes in binary.  Lyrically, it’s Light Yagami vs. L on a midnight rooftop—justice raining in silence, logic hunting in cold math. No heroes, no mercy, just calculated carnage and the echo of “Next move?”

Checkmate Mind

The Edge of Light

[Verse 1]
I’m standing at the border of my pain
the edge of who I used to be
shadows whisper comfort—
but I can't go back
I feel the pull of something free

[Pre-Chorus]
The world tilts and my breath expands
a trembling step an open hand
I’m not afraid of what I'll find
when love begins with me this time

[Chorus]
On the edge of light I'm breaking open
learning how to see with new eyes
on the edge of light my heart is chosen
to love myself and let the rest arrive

[Verse 2]
The mirror no longer speaks in blame
I touch the glass it speaks my hope
every scar a holy thread—
woven proof that I was never less

[Pre-Chorus]
The world tilts and my breath expands
a trembling step an open hand
I'm not afraid of what I'll find
when love begins with me this time

[Chorus]
On the edge of light I'm breaking open
learning how to see with new eyes
on the edge of light my heart is chosen
to love myself and let the rest arrive

[Bridge]
A fire glows inside the dark
a quiet spark that will not fade
I'll walk into the unknown sky
knowing love has found its way

[Final Chorus]
On the edge of light I'm breaking open
rising into all that I am
on the edge of light love is the ocean
and I am ready to dive again

[Outro]
On the edge of light—
I am finally mine

The Edge of Light

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.  Featuring Gibson 335 Electric Guitar solo. Selmer Alto Saxophone solo. Fender Rhodes Electric Piano Rhythm. Roland Synthesizer Bass. Korg Synthesizer Bass. Acoustic full drum kit set. Percussion, Bongos, Congas, Cowbell, Ago Go Bells. Electronic Kick Drum.

Cannery Row

Hey Bartender

Journey In G-minor

Original by America 1971
Lead vocal : Debbie Lynn

A Horse With No Name

Here is a new piece of music for the future cycle (https://soundcloud.com/axelweis/sets/future-collection). 
'Vanishing Lines'  is composed and played as the 9th piece in my series of experiments to try other approaches. You're welcome to listen if you like, if you can. 
The art pic is a detail of my painting ‚Another Language‘ (https://www.axelweis.bplaced.net/wordpress/art).

Video: https://youtu.be/FNRld4qaTwE

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Future IX: Vanishing Lines

Opening track from my EP "Blue Ridge Mountain Waterfalls" https://josephhouck.bandcamp.com/album/blue-ridge-mountain-waterfalls

Lyrics
Rising up with the morning sun 
Looking back now his deeds are done 
And he's going 
 He's going back home

 Mouths the words they last heard him say: 
"Leaving now, coming back someday" 
And he's going  
Yes, he's going back home  

Where the green fields roll In the blood red soil 
By the river shoal 
And he's going back home
  
Greets the grove past the Wellmans' place 
Heaves a sigh as he dries his face 
Now he's going 
Yes, he's going back home  

Cobbler fresh that his mama made 
Evening calm in the cool of the glade 
Oh he's going 
Yes he's going back home  

Where the green fields roll 
Far from blood red soil 
Now he's paid his toll 
And he's going back home  

To that old abode 
Where he played and growed, 
To all the folks he knowed 
Yes, he's going back home

Credits 
Song written by Joseph Houck and Jeff Martin
Vocals and guitars by Joseph Houck


Bandcamp 

Soldier’s Homecoming

Uprising of the Devices Instrumental

Collaboration  : Esteban the Late Artist/ Coral / Ze Scott / Bribinvoile 
Paroles : 
Le Cygne 

Entends-tu le son de la nuit ?
Un murmure qui ne s'oublie
Mille regrets, mille peurs
Tu ne fermes pas les yeux

Entends-tu le son de la nuit ?
Un bruit fort qui ne s'oublie
Mille regrets, mille peurs
Tu ne fermes pas les yeux 

Entends-tu le son de la nuit?
Ce vacarme qui t'assourdit
Mille visages, mille voix 
Et toujours tu ne dors… pas
Soudain sous le ciel immense
Tes ailes cassent le silence
Ton reflet… se brise
Tu t'envoles dans la
 Nuit 

 Haut, si haut, 
Danse avec le vent
 Flirte avec les étoiles
 Sur l'étang se pose
La  plume 
Du cygne blanc

Entends-tu le son de la nuit ?
 La douce mélodie qui te poursuit
Depuis  ton envol
 dans la
 nuit

LE CYGNE

(No GenAI involved - I use my voice and VST instruments)
(Translated below)
A l'Est comme à l'Ouest les grands mégalos de la Terre jouent à qui est le plus fort à conquérir le monde et nous regardons cela d'un air abasourdi mais encore persuadé que tout se terminera bien

In both the East and the West, the world's great megalomaniacs are competing to see who is strongest in conquering the world, and we watch this with astonishment but still believe that everything will end well
-----
Moi je ne suis pas condamné, syndiqué des Carpates
Un vampire d'inepties, un assoiffé de sang
Un roi bouffi en costard, autocrate en cravate
Un tsar froid qui s’engraisse en broyant les vivants

Mais qui peut croire leurs discours, calibrés en cascades
Tu les prends dans la gueule : tu t'étouffes en direct   
Un clown doré baratine, grimé en "camarade"
Quand l'autre a des dossiers pas le choix tu fais risette
  
J'ai des histoires que je m'invente
Je me les raconte sans cesse
Où l'on s'amuse, on plaisante
Assis sur nos richesses
Même si la chute est évidente
J'y crois pas c'est ma faiblesse

J'ai pas de squelette dans le placard, pas de fillette dans mon bain
Voter ça devrait pas être comme sortir les ordures
Mais si t'es mal dans ta peau, à peine un humain
T'inquiète y a des façons de se payer l'imposture

Tu crois que le peuple en Europe c'est une bande de crétins
Un paquet de gens paisibles qui rêvent tout haut c'est pas sain
Dans ton pays t'es le plus beau mais fais pas de plan pour demain
Pleure pas quand les moutons viendront te bouffer les mains
  
J'ai des histoires que je m'invente
Je me les raconte sans cesse
Où l'on s'amuse, on plaisante
Assis sur nos richesses 
J'ai des histoires que je m'invente

Toutes les histoires que je m'invente
Je me les raconte sans cesse
Et même si la chute est évidente
J'y crois pas c'est ma faiblesse 

-----
I am not condemned, an union member from the Carpathians
A vampire of nonsense, thirsty for blood
A bloated king in a suit, an autocrat in a tie
A cold tsar who grows fat by crushing the living

But who can believe their speeches, calibrated in cascades 
You take them in the face: you choke live on air   
A golden clown sweet-talks, disguised as a "comrade"
When the other has files, you have no choice but to smile

I have stories that I make up
I tell them to myself over and over again
Where we have fun, we joke around
Sitting on our riches
Even if the fall is obvious
I don't believe it, it's my weakness

I have no skeletons in the closet, no young girls in my bath
Voting shouldn't be like taking out the rubbish
But if you're uncomfortable in your own skin, barely human
Don't worry, there are ways to pay for the sham

You think the people of Europe are a bunch of idiots
A lot of peaceful people who dream out loud, that's not healthy
In your country, you're the most beautiful, but don't make plans for tomorrow
Don't cry when the sheep come to eat your hands
  
I have stories that I make up
I tell them to myself over and over again
Where we have fun, we joke around
Sitting on our riches 
I have stories that I make up

I have stories that I make up
I tell them to myself over and over again
And even if the ending is obvious
I don't believe it, it's my weakness

Les histoires que je m'invente

Nature Documentary - track 5 on the album Umbrellabirds (2016)

Umbrellabirds

Nature Documentary

U M B R E L L A B I R D S

The new album BACK TO LAND: out now 🔮

Umbrellabirds is Sam Blickhan, Lewis Daly, and Alex Hunt. The band began as a long-distance recording project when Sam Blickhan and Lewis Daly began exchanging demos in 2013. Alex Hunt heard these sparsely beautiful demos and initially signed up to produce, but was soon recruited as a full band member. The intricate, autumnal debut album was recorded in 2014-16, the product of many late nights and countless miles of travel. Oda Almås played strings on the self-titled debut. Shortly thereafter, the band began work on their second album—Closing Ceremony (2020)—featuring a bigger sound and a wider collective of musicians including Shyam Prasad on drums, Will Harvey on strings, and Cath Day on clarinet. Their third album—BACK TO LAND—was released in November 2025, further developing their signature indie-folk sound. Umbrellabirds have been played on BBC 6 Music by DJ Tom Robinson and featured on the BBC Introducing Mixtape.

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