Where I Stood that Day

Living inside a drum by Freedom Givers ...all about feeling the rhythm but not knowing how it comes  .available on Spotify from the album release Radio Freedom by Freedom Givers,thanks for listening 😊🙏😊

living inside a drum (Freedom Givers) original version

We’re conditioned to act not think

Education is too expensive for the rulers
the Earth pays the price for ignorant abusers
the streets awaken with demands for change
send the enforcers, nothing can contain our rage
strategy choice: insult, brutality or intimidation
marketeers about to make money from appropriation
The story is old as time, they conquer through fear
Though its soldiers die, the defiance is always here

Our Mother's death, they say, will be the fault of our choices
Enough of products with built-in obsolescence, listen to our voices
The blood of past movements stain future law documents
Politicians pose for pictures facing past-honouring monuments

Water invades lungs that have just learned to breathe
In the dessert, bodies of freedom seekers seethe
Drop the racists insults until people move on
Dehumanised, daemonised, dreams now far gone
Babies ripped away from those known as safe faces
Propaganda-fed cry “they belong to different races”
Those offering meals seen as enemies of the regime
Strong enough to say fuck you to the winning team

Governments lethal to those with morality
Open discrimination no longer an abnormality
Parents hold back tears, hope their children will survive
Nationalism send us first class to our own demise
Attempts to escape the bloodshed drowned in bureaucracy
Claims of helping refugees to hide their hypocrisy
Vain hopes that they’ll be welcomed in a foreign land
Send them back to die, no one willing to offer a hand

Pre chorus 
Chorus

When all is over they’ll claim not to have known
Yeh right, victim cries were just the wind blown
And we’ll have to re-learn what it means to feel
Insidious hatred never gives us long enough to heal
People of honor refuse to accept the unacceptable
To the weak, the drop of freedom was imperceptible
Declaring the mirror a normality, others degraded
Under armed persuasion, their convictions faded

Bullet by bullet, unable to explicate their own fate
tear by tear, recall and recapitulate

New Project

Pale Blue Dot (early version)

Rails to tomorrow

opening my travel bag
a book of hundreds notes
I left the wooden floor 
alone in my room 

opening the shutters
minor chords and cut of beats
went to all doors 
over the institutions floor

I lost my way 
in a dark spring fog
with goodbye tears
I took a seat

and we talked about
all fears and darkness
with a new map 
I started again

a drink with friends
a date at the river
a kiss at night
wishes and disappointments

on TV-screen 
and LED
I took the train
for a two hour ride

a cave to hide
when she said goodbye
the rhythm was still 
there in my heart

six people on a field
a horse in the woods
a dance in the dunes 
the luck to have you

applause and congrats
a film nobody sees
with the steering wheel
through weeks of bad sleep

I really don't know
if it was right or wrong 
 all can I say
it came from my heart
and now I'm here 
in front of the mic
a warm light 
falls through the window

I shouldn't fear 
the coming things 
the good or bad 
the bright or dark

I can‘t ask this train to stop, stop
I can‘t ask this train to stop, stop

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THANX 🖤 if you take the time to listen to this mini album that we recorded my girlfriend & me during the lockdown :)

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