your music and singing just makes me want more

I didn't leave because I didn't love U
and I won't return even tho I do
cause lately babe,...
I've become uncertain
if its me or if its U
and my understanding has retired
the limits of my wounds
for I have outgrown the needs and wants
of fools...
and I know U feel blindsided abandoned
and confused...but babe
these are the soul rules
yea
cause if the basket that I carry grows bigger
day by day...
and ur arms remain unburdened, 
while U fck around and play
then my worth has gone unnoticed
and I must go away...yea
I didn't leave because I didn't love U
and I won't return even tho I do
cause lately babe,...
I've become uncertain
if its me or if its U

The Soul Rules

Sometimes I wonder if the hours and the minutes
and the days and the years were to fall away...
could I go back to that day?
when U were still alive...
...a moment where I might arrive
to say how much I liked U...
how much we'll miss U...
when Ur gone
...it all felt so wrong, and I miss U
just sometimes wishing U were real
a missed moment , my friend
just a boy named thiel...
didn't seem real...
nobody told me when U left
time was a fool that no one kept
and I discovered ur pain (self-inflicted)
cause U lived against the grain
and I think of U...so wide open and 
truly gifted...yea and
sometimes I wonder if the hours and the minutes
and the days and the years were to fall away...
could I go back to that day?
when U were still alive...

Back To That Day

When I went low...I could not stay
tried to see the future but the picture
starts to fade
and I sat upon the blue note
grew fat and unafraid
twisted on a knot where I got played
and it blew low
a note so slow...it dragged me
feet of clay
and had I not remembered the wings
unfurled at dawn, stretched and strong
and dried now...the cure before the calm
rose hues that fall upon the blue pall
and a sad note
sadder still...and all, yea cause
when I went low...I could not stay
tried to see the future but the picture
starts to fade
and I sat upon the blue note
grew fat and unafraid
twisted on a knot where I got played

The Cure

In the distance...I hear the drum calling
cause...there's dozers in the woodline
and they're ballin'
hold on
wait a minute
can U hear the screaming?
smoke thick enough to choke on
while bankers keep on scheming
yea
if I were jumanji...I'd send the spiders in
to block and chop and take heads off
...an obvious sin
and over here in the cradle...there's an old man label
cuttin off the flow...says he's so tired
...of this show...yea
but if I were jumanji...I could murder U
with crows...and if U keep on takin a stand
its gonna come to blows...yea cause
in the distance...I hear the drum calling
cause...there's dozers in the woodline
and they're ballin'
yea
and as jumanji...I'd take it on the chin
cause what's goin on...
is an obvious sin

An Obvious Sin

They always talkin bout blood is thicker 
than water...wantin me to get their back
but any ol time I need assistance...
u ain't there for me...
and that's a fact...O yea
so I'll be headin out any day now...
hit the road and stretch the rack...cause I'm 
all out of sorts now
gotta get my MoJo back...O yea
They always talkin bout blood is thicker 
than water...wantin me to get their back
but any ol time I need assistance...
u ain't there for me...
and that's a fact...O yea
so I'll be headin out any day now...
hit the road and stretch the rack...cause I'm 
all out of sorts now
gotta get my MoJo back...O yea

My MoJo Back

In the desert I forgot who I was
and I became a fugitive of love
cause when U hit me in my heart
I hit back...but it felt like a heart attack
cause baby...
that was a swing from above...
on behalf of the architect of love
and how U offend me
when U callously send in a judge
yea
that's the cadillac of fux
wearin white lady gloves
and fake pearls that bust
when U clutch
O and wouldn't I be in the company
of chuds...
holdin out for favors
til I become a fugitive of love
when U callously send in a judge
yea
that's the cadillac of fux
wearin white lady gloves
and fake pearls that bust
when U clutch

White Lady Gloves

My poor feet 'bout to fall apart
and the burn is lickin up my back
got ten whole minutes to rest my
weary bones
but even they...'bout to crack
yea...demons nearly got me
but the crossroads saved my ass...
cause a witch from the world down under, 
...hangin low to avoid the thunder
saw my plight in a spell she cast
cause she's cursed to fight in a ranger mask
...tho Tonto was always cooler...
kimosabe,...yea (that's a) pass
yea
my poor feet 'bout to fall apart
and the burn is lickin up my back
got ten whole minutes to rest my
weary bones
but even they...'bout to crack
yea dawn is fast approachin
and my leap in quantum-croaching
cause each day that goes by...
creates a quantum divide...'tween this
world and the last
my poor feet 'bout to fall apart
and the burn is lickin up my back
got ten whole minutes to rest my
weary bones
but even they...'bout to crack

The Last

Upon the frozen ground an early
flower's standing proud
and I stop to watch as the clumsy
petals unfurl...a whisper in an
exhaled sound...
cause on the inside I recognize my own
impatience...but on the outside I admire
ur creations and in my slight distraction
I am entranced
I am intrigued
as there's vibration in the floorboards
every step upon their surface
like a ripple across high seas
cause on the inside I recognize my own
impatience...but on the outside I admire
ur creations and in my slight distraction
I am entranced
I am intrigued

Across High Seas

I burned down...all the way
yea and I'm just ashes now
...on the ground
cause I can no longer stand
upon the shifting sand
nor am I strong enough to hold on...to
a dead plan...
but I'm not prepare3d to be a witness
not prepared to be contained
take these shackles off my hands
cause I ain't the one to blame
this door I've been holding...
this threshold I have manned
is the last of grace's chances...
to expand...yea
and I burned down
and I'm just ashes swirlin 'round
but the ashes rise from the embers
the embers purged by flame
I burned down...all the way
yea and I'm just ashes now
...on the ground

Just Ashes

I dress in black most days
and I'm not sad 
and I'm not dead
cause babe,
you've done all ur tests to prove that
I'm not right...in the head and
I'm still comin up aces
a red-baron sharp-shootin fixed-wing fool
...in pre-said he-said she-said
but its still U I'm takin to school...yea
cause I dress in black most days
and I ain't angry
and I ain't sorrowful pain'd
even when the room plays...
got my black t-shirt on
and my off-black hip-sarong
wrap my fingers round my cup of jove
...like coffee crack
yea...and I take it black...cause
I dress in black most days
and I'm not sad 
and I'm not dead
cause babe,
you've done all ur tests to prove that
I'm not right...in the head and
I'm still comin up aces
a red-baron sharp-shootin fixed-wing fool
...in pre-said he-said she-said
but its still U I'm takin to school...yea

I Dress In Black

Why do so many misunderstand the family
of hate?...born out of fear and pointed
straight at race
the fabric they wove just to hide her face
of genes and smarts and man u fact sured fate...
O yea...
I believe I have accepted the adornments 
the drip and the jewels of love
the acceptance of surrender
to no one but the one above
I live because I breathe the sweetest scent
of cinnamon heaven with cloves to shape the blend
a concoction of emotion
a burning god incensed
O oh ah O
Yea cause I believe I have accepted the 
adornments 
the drip and jewels of love
yet my consternation
for why...?
Why do so many misunderstand the family
of hate?...born out of fear and pointed
straight at race
the fabric they wove just to hide her face
of genes and smarts and man u fact sured fate...
O yea...

Man U Fact Sured Fate

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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.

The Soul Rules

Nyla K

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