Golden Sword (2025)

I bring me into focus as I am 
the ball within the cannon
and when the fire licks my wick...
I go off...yea
wreck me in implosion
don't mind the rust of my corrosion
stays aloft 'til I am emotions
...and I go soft
upon my knees for I cannot stand
ignore my pleas cause ur on ur brand
yea O
and I am solo on a journey
I cannot sit
blisters on my feet to keep me crip
beat me sheep me reap me...
cause ur a prik...
and U can't complete me...yea
and I'm no child
...and I go boss
cause bae...this b*tch Ur loss
yea
and upon my knees
for I cannot stand...
ignore my pleas cause ur on ur brand
yea...I said
I am solo on a journey
I cannot sit
blisters on my feet to keep me crip

This B*tch Ur Loss

I ran just before the dawn because the 
headlights finding me would be my downfall my tragedy...
just like the life I was bound to lead
yea
and I thought running would be alright
and I'd carry my torch and I'd run at night
dive for cover when I saw a headlight
yea
that's the midnight runner in me...yea
I was tight
and as any weary warrior will expound
too many times I've been knocked to the ground
my torch is still lit and safe and sound...
and now it's any ol time of day that
I can be found running around
yea cause
 I thought running would be alright
and I'd carry my torch and I'd run at night
dive for cover when I saw a headlight
yea
that's the midnight runner in me..

Safe And Sound

A resurrection on the hill
walking on with a whole new chill
won't need to fix my bayonet nah
I just collect my sticks then beat the hide
call my people to my side
yea
together rushing inward to this wound
propping up my pride
got a healing going on...yea
a healin...goin on....
yea
and from that under bellied darkside
send a missile to the sun...for a martyr
soon will come and 
A resurrection on the hill
walking on with a whole new chill
won't need to fix my bayonet nah
I just collect my sticks then beat the hide
call my people to my side
yea
together rushing inward to this wound
propping up my pride
got a healing going on...yea
a healin...goin on....

Beat The Hide

We could be friends still...yea
sometimes I'll be in a moment in my 
mind a fragment of a time when love would
shine...and,
I smile at the distance of the sunshine
and the joy I felt...and U were there
among the clouds smiling by my side
and isn't it odd...how easily we're removed
and slid around the gameboard
cause U got virulence to prove
yea
pawns to play with
words to slay with
...bang ur dead and outta tune
yea...we could be friends still
but u bought a jury
so there's really no hurry
and I'll be chill while U pretend
yea baby, that we're still friends O
and,
I smile at the distance of the sunshine
and the joy I felt...and U were there
among the clouds smiling by my side
and isn't it odd...how easily we're removed
and slid around the gameboard
cause U got virulence to prove
and I got to cut the cord

Among The Clouds

She could not be consoled...but only
in that moment cause she turned that pain 
into gold...and now she owns it
yea, the alchemist is crying...and her magic
growin dim so she stepped inside for darkness
where the veil is O so very thin
prayers like tears are falling
to the offer...a flame is faltering upon her 
altar...yea, the alchemist is crying
and the change is coming in
yea
time to dust ur rugs
yea time to dust ur rugs
O let that gal emerge from the murky 
depths of darkness and she denies the 
artificial like a grudge...yea
got the alchemist touch O 
the alchemist is crying...and her magic
growin dim so she stepped inside for darkness
where the veil is O so very thin
prayers like tears are falling
to the offer...a flame is faltering upon her 
altar...yea, the alchemist is crying
and the change is coming in

The Alchemist Is

I've been wondering about the show
the stage of light where we begin to know
and I listened to ur speaker but I 
cannot help but be that thinker...
weighing options...and
lookin for what's low
so I've noticed the stench of death 
no matter the force of life
and I hear the cadence of the voice
and the words u lift and the ones U
fight...a different user with
different patterns balancing shadow and light
...can U tell me tho...
would U be a zombie if no user stays the night?...no voice wants to use ur mic...
would u be still...finally? powered down like
a tired tyke
yea
hush now
shush shhhhhh
yea...be still...in this night
gonna weigh all souls bae
yea, that's right...
tonight, and
I've been wondering about the show
the stage of light where we begin to know
and I listened to ur speaker but I 
cannot help but be that thinker...
weighing options...and
lookin for what's low

*what do U suppose a blank (husk) humanoid would act, look, feel like? are they still in there? could they be world leaders?

Looking For Whats Low

I'm looking high
I'm looking low
I'm looking everywhere I go
and I see a sea of faces...each one a perfect match for U
got the butcher
the baker
and the candlestick maker
yea
Ow
but they ain't U
nah no they ain't U
and I've made my way around this town
got me looking crazy
cause I'm looking high and 
I'm looking low
and dear lord
I'm looking everywhere I go
where are U?
baby...where could U be?...cause
I see a sea of faces...each one a perfect match for U
got the butcher
the baker
and the candlestick maker
yea
Ow
but they ain't U
nah no they ain't U

They Aint U

There's a whistling in the canyon
as the sunset slides to dark
and a chill has come upon me
when kiyote's children bark
yea...when the stars come out
when the moon walks about, yea
that's when you'll find me in the 
old wash out
and I have surrendered
cause I'm tired of living in fear
and I lean back...throw up my hands
cussin out the storm
wipe away the tears..
and some days when I've had enough
my surrender ain't so tough
cause I give up the wheel
handing off the keys, man
and I'm feeling like my sails are all 
open...to the ocean breeze, and
There's a whistling in the canyon
as the sunset slides to dark
and a chill has come upon me
when kiyote's children bark
yea...when the stars come out
when the moon walks about, yea
that's when you'll find me in the 
old wash out
and I have surrendered

A Chill Has Come

I was half asleep in a too tall 
chair...damn near broke my tender 
crown but I caught myself 'fore I fell
down...
and this lucid dreaming...
cause U got me leaning
lookin in the ether...for my king
and I go calling...king
where lies the king?
could someone point me at my king?
why U still in the dream?
yea...come find me my king
I heard ur call
and I won't let U fall
but I'm at a disadvantage...yea
so...please please please
won't U send me up a signal
give me a sign
O sweet sweet king of mine
yea...this is my call out...
come to me won't U please?
cause...I was half asleep in a too tall 
chair...damn near broke my tender 
crown but I caught myself 'fore I fell
down...
and this lucid dreaming...
cause U got me leaning
lookin in the ether...for my king

Sweet King

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

I have removed the (amp) tag for consistency in distribution- acoustic pieces I perform will be tagged as ‘acoustic’ (apologies for page reorganization)

TBH, 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.

Sweet King

Nyla K

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