I'm never gettin over
all the time I've been oppressed
and the longer that I sit here
the less
and less
and less   I digest
O
but I digress
and if I had lacked discretion or recognized this mess
I'd be smilin every day now
and gettin down
less and less
but I was blessed
cause no matter the final tally
or the measure of the test
I refuse to let it beat me
yea I confess
cause the longer that I sit here
the less
and less
and less
I'm feelin blessed
O
seems I'm never gonna (not be) depressed
yea
if I had to guess
but I'm damn sure that in the end
it'll be me in the end
yea
I'm never gettin over
all the times I've been oppressed
and the longer that I sit here
the less
and less
and less
cause ya know
it's the best I'm ever
gonna get

Never Gettin Over (amp)

All day long I'm turning up the dirt
fingers in the earth
broken nails and blood trails
proving what I'm worth
lord
I've let so many gardens go
burned 'em up in acid
blistered 'em in base
got so I believed someone cursed this place
yea
I found my knees when my legs bent low
shoulders on the tarmac
heat blastin from below
and for sure I thought I was dying
like I was dryin on the vine
like all my abandoned gardens
where all my seedlings died
and O
I have arrived and now I have a clue
'bout secret infestations chewin at my roots
wreakin havoc on my systems rollin blackouts to be cruel
yea
and I've let so many gardens go
burned 'em  in acid and blistered 'em in base got so I believed someone cursed this place
Now I'm turnin up the dirt my fingers in the earth tearin out the root crusaders the vacant takers extractors drilling holes releasin death within my stronghold
yea in my stronghold

Stronghold (amp)

Would you choose another
so I may be on my way
would you
    lay a finger on the dark and dusty cinder
    coming from that girl from yeasterday      (the one who always stayed)
yea
would you choose another
so I may be on my way
O
you'll not find her waitin for ya
cause her heart doesn't want to stay
yea
would you choose another
and forget we once were lovers
(is what she wants to say)

cause her bed got cold ( waitin on ya)
and she grew afraid of gettin old ( waitin on ya)
so I'm asking of you please,
throw your net a little wider
pass me by
baby, won't you try...
won't you choose another
yea, we can Un recognize- each other
and be on our way

Un Recognize Each Other (amp)

Where some may see wisdom and experience- I see cracks that must be relentlessly assaulted to preserve the last of beauty so that I may remain relevant
-21st C MAN

Ohhh
Muffle that drum (in the distance)
yea
Let the mourners come...and let them wear bands of black
upon their sleeves
refrain from idle speech
yea
turn down the shades
shut off the light
Ohhh
we're set to mourn deep into the night
and
Ohhh
the moon grew heavy with the weight of love but...
she's meant to hold it...
(yea) so she wears it like a grudge
and
she was chasing down the reaper
said she'd force him to dig a little deeper
and bring back her dead
and Ohhh
that moon's been fighting beauty
and she's losing...
so she calls it mutiny
forfeit all her assets to the victors
her younger sisters (yea)
so muffle that drum (in the distance) yea
let the mourners come and
let them wear bands of black upon their sleeves
refrain from idle speech yea
turn down the shades
shut off the light
gonna go on
and mourn all night

Fightin Beauty (amp)

Sleepless(ness) may cause one to lose distinctions of time and space
a sensation not unlike the superimposition of unreality upon unreality upon perception-Chaos (anon)

She was wondering 'bout the birds and feathers
talkin bout the board with fallen letters
and she's timid in her haze
unwashed by sleep for days
steps from thread to thread
conversin with the dead
while she's walkin  and

she just goes on talkin
mind the gate
swingin to a close
leaves you hangin in a busy road
a narrow pavement where a yellow ribbon blows
agitated in her phrase-
unwashed by sleep for days
she steps from thread to thread
conversin with the dead while she's walkin   then

she blew a kiss with her dreamy lips half awake
like a listin ship
she finished talkin and stopped walkin
lay down her sleepy head
tries to rinse away the dead
untangle all those threads

Unwashed By Sleep

OOOhhhh
yea Some days 
   when I sit back...
in the warmin' sun,  and all of life...is talkin'
I can listen
   as the trees gossip
                                 with the breeze...
but the sun (seems in a hurry) 
and another time (I might worry)
raising dust and clouds over droughted ground
and OOOhh
her robes- brushin' over glaciers
got the cold threatenin' to come around
yea
OOOhhh o o
for the busy quiet moments
where all of life is happening
don't care much if I'm reclining
cause its the breathing waking trees
callin to the breeze
just now arriving
yea
and there's a stirrin' in the distance
trains on the riverbend
yea
the sounds in a daily livin'
yea
amen
but it's peaceful in this oasis at the break of day
so I guess I'll just sit back and listen
let the sun
warm me where I lay
and OOOhhh o
for the busy quiet moments
where all of life is happening
don't care much if I'm reclining
cause its the breathing waking trees
callin to the breeze
just now arriving

Gossip With The Trees (amp)

Oh hey eh yea
The streets ain't quiet tonight
nah
cause there's a cock-walk talking 'bout this fight
and...Oh O oh
he said
I am a descendant of the reptile class
of the raptors...so consider me your captor
...cause you been messin' all about
in this here- Hen House

Then he bowed his head and prayed...
I am the rooster on this block
and as this cock, I walk the talk
O Mr hawk
could you tell me what the flock you're doing...as you stalk
my many lovely ladies
...cause
I'm telling you, my man
hope you got a back-up plan
cause you ain't built for these streets
               you ain't built for these streets
I'm so sorry 'bout this knot...
for I'm about to ring your block
and you'll be feeling
feathers ripping...as my talons tear fat ribbons   and
so you know
you in trouble, Mr hawk
Ohhh you just ain't built for these streets
   but you're a lucky man today
cause I swore I'd be less violent open up and be less silent
cause all those many lovely ladies
look to me and pray
that I protect all their tomorrows like I did their yesterdays

Hen House (amp)

Float me on the salted sea
disconnect my senses and should I step within - the din
                the hum     the deprived
and unscented
I must rise from nothingness tender and newly born
shaky as a standing calf listening to the storm
I can hear the thundering
(the masses- kept unwashed)
and I can taste the plundering
(the life and blood it cost)
Yea
the pouring rain starts the river running
the blood is coming
screams in between the shots
and
it all becomes sensation...my mind...
tumbling the information
sending waves of strong emotion where my feelings are my guide
and I'm swallowed up inside
Yea
so float me on the salted sea
disconnect my senses
and should I step within
the hum- deprived and unscented
...wish I could recede
like smoke washing over bushes
then- other times...the joy I feel (is a thousand first time crushes)
Yea- I rose from nothingness tender and gently worn let my feelings be my guide 'cause, everyday of living
has me swallowed up inside

Swallowed Up Inside (amp)

If I thought I could go on forever
If I hoped for endless days
then I'm in for disappointment no matter how deep my grave
yea
I'll keep digging til I hit water
and the ocean's misbehave
filling up that hole so now there's nothing left to save
and O
I've gone to seed
cause my body's set on dying
so I'll take my last reprieve...
and- now I'm on a manhunt (for starters...) but fellas...Just Hold On...
(please) don't confuse me for my needs
cause...I can see you in the weeds
...overthinking...
yea
but I'll keep digging til I hit water and the ocean's misbehave
filling up that hole til there's nothing left to save
I'll tell you if I'm lucky, then
the bed in which I lay is the fertile ground of futures I'm trying desperately to save...

Oceans Misbehave (amp)

There's a boy I'm looking at
on the other side- of the rippled glass
at times...I can see him clearly
seems he's calling out in the emptiness 
and I draw near
so he can hear me
but he's fading in and out
while the light's shining low then loud
and I may never know how he came to be
on the other side of the rippled glass
waiting to be freed
and so...
a crowd has gathered- some pray in disbelief
others betting transactions on the odds
of grief...or greed
and the consequence of inaction
(while no one takes the lead)
...still, I may never know
how he came to be on the other side of the rippled glass
just waiting...to be freed
O
the crowd's getting agitated- slammin fists against the panes
but the boy is growing silent
his eyes draw far away...
and I'm seeing him less clearly
sensing there's a change...
our eyes...locked in the rippled haze
and then he fades
and if that's fulfillment of your promise-
to have it all,...just taken away-
tapping at some rippled glass
yea
my legs are shaking
babe, I am afraid...

Rippled Glass (amp)

🤟🏼Working on new patterns and techniques in composition, production, and performance of both instrumental(classical/acoustic guitar) and voice- the (amped) pieces are built on BandLab @nyla_k00  

TBH, I’ve moved all production there, I aspire to be a guitar 🎸 but I’ll settle for being able to play competently what I hear when I write...(one day, Alice...to the moon)

I study under Duncan L. Wood and am grateful for his guidance and patience. Most of my influences are Folk/Blues/Indie, but inspiration arrives in many forms so HT to Hip Hop, Rap, Classical, especially Chamber trios. Current tracks are first cuts and I may update them in the future with cleaner versions, thank you for listening as I learn.

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