Cruel 
She was cruel
He was smooth
They were matched in heaven together
Like old news
Blink of the eye and suddenly its forgotten

The door has closed
She is a ghost
Can’t feel the heart
The woman has no soul

Velvet his voice, such fine pedigree
The cities and countries, the places he’d been
So attractive, bait from the start
We hover above, till death do us part, 

The door has closed
She is a ghost
Can’t feel the heart
The woman has no soul

One day it will be forgotten
Buried deep, in a reservoir of the fallen
Some might say, our deeds have been recorded
But lips are stitched as hearts reveal the longing 

The door has closed
She is a ghost
Can’t feel the heart
The woman has no soul

Ghost

Babe, why do you run from me
Now there is suffering
The sin is inside

Oath, the handshake of yesterday
Ripped up and cashed it in
The sin is inside 

We’ve hit a roadblock
Splintered apart
Afraid of ourselves
Creatures of displeasure

Lips, puckered to fabricate
Fortunes told we could make
Where does truth reside

Vows, made from the softest thread
Sworn in with negligence 
Condemnation by desire
	
We’ve hit a roadblock
Splintered apart
Afraid of ourselves
Creatures of displeasure

Synesthesia

We run the streets as time has left us sober
Twenty years ago is over
Rain is pouring down in modern England
The hand of fate appears to give new meaning

New Love - We hit rewind, to do it again
New love – We’re catching up, like old friends 

You shouted to the world for second chances
A promise to repair, what was broken
Eyes are closed with heart wide open
Color seem so bright, could be illusion

New Love - We hit rewind, to do it again
New love – We’re catching up, like old friends 
New Love - We’re making up for days alone
New Love – We’ve set the tone of what’s to come

A step back in time
95, lovers in arms
Two people collide together
All to wonder

New Love

The sun goes down on another perfect day
As the blood it dries, on the walls
A candle burns as if to make it right
But truth is, we’re too far gone
My mouth is dry from the dusty heat

Happy Ever After

Its bittersweet this time, my friend
No paradise can be born
The city streets are bare tonight
As if they leave us with our inner thoughts
It’s no surprise that only you, can save your…

Happy Ever After

The healer says we share past lives
But I don’t know, if I believe
The karmic debt can’t be repaid when
We’re flesh and blood, one in the same
Sooner or later its going to catch up

Happy Ever After

Happy Ever After - Preliminary Mix

Hello Sunshine of May
It is my favorite time of the year
You can feel hope floating in the ethers to mark a new day
Can you feel hope floating among the ethers to celebrate

Dear friend, all is well
Read the story behind my eyes
Try and understand
We take, hold, want for a myth, we can never have
All we can do is dance into the modern land

Hey girl, you’re not yourself
Long days alone are no good for the health 
Throw your worries out the window, release them to start a new phase
Imagine the world is waiting, to give you, the life you dream for

Dear friend, all is well
Read the story behind my eyes
Try and understand
We take, hold, want for a myth, we can never have
All we can do is dance into the modern land

And all of this time it’s been getting you down
You’ve been crying to yourself with no one around
Like god has left you lonely like a stone

Dust it all off
Pick yourself off the ground
There is nothing to prove
There is nowhere to run 
All we can do is dance into the modern land

Modern Land - Preliminary Mix

Hyfae’s sound is familiar but new, drawing on the sense-memory of darker, forested scapes we know from 90's England (an era that partly forms her sonic grammar), but spiked dangerously with glassy harmonic streaks — a direct, beating-heart channel to the emotional, frequently personal, territory that the grinding hum of electronica often shunned. All of which makes these tracks of the moment — a hypnotic cocktail of chill clarity and ethereal uplift, with an occasional twist of melancholy. Songs of reckoning that make no excuses for our crimes and misdemeanors, delivered at the break of a new dawn.

Ruby Fay - Hyfae Music