Category: Yellow, Gold, Kings, Fathers, and the Sun

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The Golden Ring

Up and down the stairs I ran
with a sceptre in my hand
How to chase the doubts out from my mind?

When the only life I’ve ever known
is to strive for absolute control
and to pull on every string that I could find

To my talismans I cling
I am scared of everything
She knew one day she’d grab the golden ring

On my back I saw the stars
I remembered fireflies in their jars
How to pull the fire out from the flame?

Can I make the bad ones fall
Crush them into pieces small
and somehow extricate myself from blame?

In my ears are bells that ring
I will conquer everything
She knew one day she’d grab the golden ring

Ladies dance and ladies sing
they toss their hair; they wear a ring
they won’t amount to anything I’m sure

But I will cut each finger tip
with stony eyes I’ll watch them drip
I’ll stand in puddles red upon the floor

Are there wise men- I don’t know
I grow the way that flowers grow
spreading from their center like a star

I made my bed; I lie in pain
it cools the fever from my brain
But my seeds upon the wind will travel far

I sing the song that roses sing
I don’t believe in anything
She knew one day she’d grab the golden ring

On my back I saw the stars
they spread out wide they were my arms
the burning flames that sparkled were my hands

I held my hands up to my face
I gazed into that burning place
so many bright things I could understand

I sing the song that roses sing
I will see through everything
She knew one day she’d grab the golden ring

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The Golden Ring

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men Music & Songs Yellow, Gold, Kings, Fathers, and the Sun

Walk Away

Walk away and don’t turn back I told you.
There’s no home for you here.
There’s no home for you here.

Look at me with big brown eyes but no dear.
There’s no home for you here.
There’s no home for you here.

Oh and please do not cry.
For I treated you kind.
Like a king I walked by you
And I showed you the sky.

Walk on to the next green hill then go dear.
This is your time to fly.
This is your time to fly.

Don’t hold onto me and please don’t cry now.
For I treated you kind.
Always treated you kind.

Now you’ll go your own way
And it won’t be so hard.
All the things that I gave you
Will keep you safe and warm.

Didn’t I calm the storm
Like a fire safe and warm?
Wrap you up in my robes
Don’t repay me now with tears that its your time to go.

Don’t hold onto me and please don’t cry now.
Didn’t I treat you right?
Always treated you right.

Wasn’t I your wall against the cold dear
When you hid from the night?
You were scared of the night.

Oh and you’ll be okay
You’ll make friends with the cold.
Won’t need no one to claim you
Won’t need nobody’s soul.

Didn’t I calm the storm
Like a fire safe and warm?
Wrap you up in my robes
Don’t repay me now with tears that it’s your time to go.

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Truly Old

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Sun

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men Music & Songs Yellow, Gold, Kings, Fathers, and the Sun

Walk Away

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Paradise (Video)

Father, I need to sit.
There’s all of this blood down here- nobody will tell me what it is.
Father, what is the time?
There’s all of this blood down here- nobody will tell me if it’s mine.

You built a tower in my heart just like a paradise
I laid me back to watch so warm in the sand.
Clouds flew above me light flashing out of their eagle eyes
Now I can feel those cold things starting again.

Father, where are my hands?
I need to touch my eyes- something tells me they are hurting me again.
Father, am I lying in bed?
Why are the curtains drawn? What is this thing upon my head?

You built a tower in a tower in my heart just like a paradise
I laid me back to watch so warm in the sand.
Sun shimmered on my body like I was a pegasi
But now I can feel those cold things starting again.

Father, why are the curtains drawn?
So many things to do. I can’t remain in here too long.
Father, I need to ask
Of all the things you’ve done, which ones are the ones that you’d take back?

You built a world around my heart just like a paradise
I laid me back to watch so warm in your hand.
Cities they swirled around me like they was a race of lights
But now I can feel those cold things starting again.

All of the men in the world lined up side by side
A bundle of twigs they wait for the flame.
Dance by the fire and you will realize
A burning man will never feel the pain.

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Charleston, West Virginia Music & Songs On My Own Red, Soldiers, & Fire Yellow, Gold, Kings, Fathers, and the Sun

Fly Away

I’ve been recording a lot of music and I don’t have the time or work ethic to create artwork for it all so it leaves me with the question…. use AI art or take random photos of my apartment?

AI art is a decent choice aesthetically but I don’t use any AI in my music, or writing for that matter, and it would make me feel sick if people thought it was an AI creation, generated by the click of a button, when in reality I’m slaving away away surrounded by black wires…

And fwiw the beautiful brand new PlushMellow in this photo is available for adoption. A $20 adoption fee includes shipping. One of my first gigs when I was desperately trying to survive was finding good homes for stuffed animals. I’ve learned I have to think bigger to make it in this world but I still need to find homes for the few I have left.

Fly away in a little bit
Fly away in a cloud of strings
Like the sun on an icicle
You found your pair of wings.

When the time wasn’t over yet
When the time was ready to begin
When my heart was red lying in a box
Waiting for the sticking pin.

There you go, I know your eyes
Fire with a flash of pain
Feel it burn, feel it end
What is the name of this thing that remains?

Fly away in a little bit
Fly away in a cloud of strings
Like the sun on an icicle
You found your pair of wings.

There you go, the hand that wears the glove of velvet red
Like a woman, like a child, is the man afraid of his own death
Like a woman, like a child- the man who will never fight
Flickering beneath the sky and dying that same night.

Fly away in a little bit
Fly away in a cloud of strings
Like the sun on an icicle
You found your pair of wings.

There you go, the man I know whose legs are far too thin
Find the box and open it to push your stick pin in
Fire I know, death I know, I also know your eyes
Like a woman, like a child- the man who never lies.

Fly away in a little bit
Fly away in a cloud of strings
Like the sun on an icicle
You found your pair of wings.

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Charleston, West Virginia Music & Songs On My Own Red, Soldiers, & Fire Yellow, Gold, Kings, Fathers, and the Sun

Paradise

Father, I need to sit.
There’s all of this blood down here- nobody will tell me what it is.
Father, what is the time?
There’s all of this blood down here- nobody will tell me if it’s mine.

You built a tower in my heart just like a paradise
I laid me back to watch so warm in the sand.
Clouds flew above me light flashing out of their eagle eyes
Now I can feel those cold things starting again.

Father, where are my hands?
I need to touch my eyes- something tells me they are hurting me again.
Father, am I lying in bed?
Why are the curtains drawn? What is this thing upon my head?

You built a tower in a tower in my heart just like a paradise
I laid me back to watch so warm in the sand.
Sun shimmered on my body like I was a pegasi
But now I can feel those cold things starting again.

Father, why are the curtains drawn?
So many things to do. I can’t remain in here too long.
Father, I need to ask
Of all the things you’ve done, which ones are the ones that you’d take back?

You built a world around my heart just like a paradise
I laid me back to watch so warm in your hand.
Cities they swirled around me like they was a race of lights
But now I can feel those cold things starting again.

All of the men in the world lined up side by side
A bundle of twigs they wait for the flame.
Dance by the fire and you will realize
A burning man will never feel the pain.

ParadiseDownload
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Charleston, West Virginia men Music & Songs Videos Yellow, Gold, Kings, Fathers, and the Sun

Chairs

Don’t be scared
Step right in
You decide when it will begin.

Chairs are horses
Beds are men
All of them under your command

Time moves slow
Tick tick tick
Watching you there as you sit
And your fingers reach for another cigarette

And all the horses
All the men
Women under your command my friend
My friend

I want this for you
To give something to you
Let no one know the things I do for you

And when you walk in socks
Pad padding on the floor
Slipping sliding through the open door

I need to entertain my mind
The only way that I can find
Or otherwise my hands will shake
And deep inside my little heart will break

And all the horses all the men
All of us at your command my friend
My friend

The curtains start to heave and swing
You think you see a diamond
You close your eyes and he’s a beast
You open them- a violet

Stay focused on the things you need
The hand beneath the silky sheets
The voices echo all around
The drugs that make it all go down

And when you walk in socks pad padding on the floor
Close your eyes, you’ll be back for more