Category Archives: Voxel EP

New Song: Finders Keepers

The last song from Voxel EP.

The EP will be released digitally on July 2nd. It will be available on Spotify, iTunes and major digital distributors.

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The Games We Play (lyrics)

The morning star is rising again
Reborn out of a candle flame
It is but just a silly game we play

Seconds chasing one another
The time draws near but scarce few bother
It is but all these silly games we play

The honey tongue spins sweet little lies
Rumpelstiltskin in disguise
It is but all these silly games we play

Pawn and bishop play as equal
The golden yarn shines lustrous to all
It is but just a silly game we play

From Voxel EP.

All Tomorrows (lyrics)

Jenny’s got a brand new song
It keeps on playing in her head

I guess she liked it first
But now she’s hoping that the song would go away

It’s always so easy to crave
All tomorrows that will save
From the silence that life still
Feels like today

The thing is that no matter what she does
The song sits stuck tight in her head

It’s numbing repetition makes her think
It’s like these days, their all the same

She walked into the diner
Humming to the song and missed a change

The world slipped for a moment further from her
Gave the change the space to grow

It’s always so easy…

Now Jenny sees the change she’s brought about
By humming to that sticky tune

The contrasts have grown deeper
Sunlight scatters in a new, peculiar way

She looks out of the window
At the people hurrying down the street

And no one stops to note her Mona Lisa smile
She knows how they must feel

It’s always so easy…

The Morning (lyrics)

The children play the games they play
The schoolyard’s empty
The morning’s on the way

It looks as if
The world will split
And they’ll get caught in the thick of it

They knew this day would come their way
They failed to hold
The rats at bay

The schools are empty
The children play
Their parents worry
Their parents pray

I’m not yet ready to go
I’m not ready to go
I’m still new

“This is the end, my only friend”
The final broadcast
There’s nothing to append

It’s come this way
This is the day
The morning sun sends the night away

A silent whistle
A rising sound
The huddling folk
The first inbound

The schools are empty
The children play
Their parents worry
Their parents pray

I’m not yet ready to go
I’m not ready to go
I’m still new