Row, Row,
Through the waves, To your goals.
Make Way,
You're gonna Die today.

Climb, fight,
Fellow heroes, unite!
Pray, praise,
Father will ease your pain.
___

Posing and phrasing,
Copying stories to feel sentient,
Who made the games 
I played when I was young?

Friends, foes and ancient
Misconceptions perpetrated,
Rules of my nature 
Written by a ghost.

-

Body has gone to work,
Baby wants what his worth.
Clay dolls painted on gold:
Information.

Judging and pleasing peers,
Kitsch is kind on the ears (Heroes, unite!)
Hope only leads to fear:
Indoctrination.

----

Know, grow.
Life is bigger than home.
Stay, wait.
You're gonna die today...

Healing the Split

Kitsch

Under a rotting tree
I’ve embraced my shadow
Growing wider and darker
Afraid of what it’s becoming

Some scholar once said
That the age of information
Would set the stage
For the rule of ignorance

Reason and kindness
Knowledge and love
Crushed by wroth, loud, rabid dogs

As words turn into blood
Faith becomes hate
And all I want is to live
Trough my last days of summer

Last Days Of Summer

A dirt spot on the window
Told me something was coming up
Its dark shade over the snow-
Speckled mountains took your form and left

But I had so much more to say
We had so much more to laugh

The trees covered by thick fog
Knew that your time was due today
I couldn’t help but believe I
Would be back to see you here again

I had so much more to say
We had so much more to play

We had so much more to play
We had so much more to say
How could we know 
How could we wait

We’re on the eve of nothing
We’re on the eve of nothing
We’re on the eve of nothing
We were on the eve of something

We were on the eve of the end.

On The Eve

I found you at the corner
Of incisiveness and blabber
Pain and pleasure, bore and wonder
Guitar phrases better sung

I lost you in the alley
When the streets became so foggy
One could only look for patterns
Weaved into concrete and blood.

I wondered if I ever
Would get back to where I met you
And started writing letters
Meant to be read by no one

If only you had a name
I could call for if I had to
then I’d stop feeling so sad for
missing what’s under my nose

Cherished once vanished
Instead, forgone 
Savage nostalgic
Righteous, but numb 

Too many times I’ve raced
Ghosts attached to their possessions
Or the work they did to get them
And decisions that they’ve made

Inside a park, I’ve slept
By the dry leaves and the barrow
Waiting for the acid rain 
To erode me into the fade

Bouncing 'round a beat
Every quarter of a measure
I saw freedom fighters gather
Trapped inside a metronome

I’ve tried to run away
but they kept my shit together,
Playing chords I found progression,
Serendipity-bred hope

Cherished once vanished
Instead, forgone 
Savage nostalgic
Righteous, but numb 

Clouded by mortality
Distorted by reality
I found you back at the platform
Between arriving and gone

The Corner

If you want to be a winner
Wake up early and do ten burpees
Make a list of your priorities
Ditch your series for some e-learning

If you want to be a winner
Drink a creamy human smoothie
Follow self-made men on Instagram
Write linkedin articles profusely

Pry
Innovate
if you’re not made for this
give your money to someone who is

If you want to be a winner
Tell poor people they deserve it
Teach them it’s a dog eat dog world
Deepthroat that shiny boot

If you want to be a winner
learn how to make some witty small talk
dodge those taxes, fuck the law
make friends that will bail you out

if you want to be a winner 
snort a line before your meetings
suck on all those billionaires’ balls
don’t complain, embrace the fall

15 Habits

Lockdown Clubbers

Hey, have you found a way
To hide the shadow that you’ve cast 
Under all that plate?

No? Have you forgotten pain?
You ground up all your memories
and locked them in a safe

High above the mountains
deep within the fire
Hiding from your brothers
Fear will make you harder

Crying at a corner
you may quell desire
Blame it on your mother 
Blame it on your father

Trust, everyone’s afraid
Of some unforeseen tragedy
That will define our days

You’re young, but life breeds and decays
Feeling like you’re never enough
will only lead to waste

High above the mountains
deep within the fire
Hiding from your brothers
Fear will make it harder

Crying at a corner
you may quell desire
Blame it on your mother 
Blame it on your father

——-

High above society 
Roused up by a liar
Heir to their moral grounds
You'll Inherit rivals

Measure the departures
Treasure the arrivals
Face your own denials
Throw them to the lions

Full Plate

Behind the silent stare of a crumbling wall 
Built a couple thousand years ago
A faint light shone on a pond, reflecting its green, crystalline water.
Protected from the eyes of the incurious bystander, marvellous beasts bred and thrived, unaware of the outside

A shivering gust of wind (or a sudden change of heart)
Brought the wall to the ground
and the pond, the bystander found
Stars sparkled on its surface
Colorful nebulae danced around
A place meant only for beasts
A myth in the bystander’s mind


Swift was the axe which severed the ties
The bystander had with his mortal eyes 
Gazing into the abyss, craving for a sound
While majestic beasts crawled their way out
The pond’s water was thick and boiled them alive
Their six limbs reached out in despair
Then curled inside themselves

Tardigrades And Tesseracts

I got to radio check
It keeps me up

That’s right, radio check
You gotta know it’s true

When you find yourself mulling
What this all is about
All you need’s your old buddy
There to give you a shout

You need a radio check
I’ve got your back, mate

You got it, radio check
You know I’m there for you

Catch your mind wandering
Catch your heart racing
Catch the light

Watch the best thrillers
Sharpen your skills
Go outside

Waste all of your money
It’s unbecoming
To be satisfied

Crave that kool-aid
Taste your faith
Kill a Mastodon

Radio check
Follow your dreams, son

Yeah, just radio check
I’m not telling anyone

I know how you’re feeling
I’ve been living
Since before the dawn

There’s a silver lining
You’re aspiring
To become someone

Get your message there
See who cares
Stand your guard down

Who cares if we’re fake?
Oh, for christ sake
Just write a fucking post!

Radio check
Hey, 3-0-2, come on?

Radio check
Oh shit, have you just gone?

Radio check
Don’t leave me here alone

Radio ch-

Radio Check

Three nights dancing in my sleep
Four nights burried thinking deep
It's such a beautiful
It's such a beautiful void

Walking past my indignities
Racing tracks, air thick with dreams
Smell that perfume sitting on a boulder?
A wand tap, the boulder's Me.

---

Rolling lonely, the boulder weeps
Crackling thunders on the beach
Here comes the pitiful 
Here comes the pitiful boy

Gliding past infinity
Crashing waves, knees deep
A loud thump and I explode all over
The boy moans and the boulder's free.

 In pain he says:
"Words are waves and you, sand, are wet"
Oh, I've had my share of sunburn
Now I'm glass and this water's flat
Shaped into my delusions
You're a character in my story
A shell for my monologue



Busy life goes by so quickly
You spend money to pretend you're free
It's such a meaningful,
it's such a meaningful  cost

Leave the past for history
Feel time drag onto your skin
You feel it's too hard to start all over
Afraid of failure, you imprison me

In pain I say:
"Words are waves and you, sand, are wet"
eah, you had your share of sunburn
Doesn't mean that your whole life is set
Shaped into your delusions
I'm a character in your story
A shout at your monologue

The Script

Rock project by songwriter Alexandre Navarro Caldeira.

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