(A view of France from England I took yesterday including my mother who ended up paying for my breakfast a little earlier – she should have realized I don’t carry cash or remember pin numbers)
Walking around town today looking at people just getting on with their different lives it reminded me to give this one an outing. I’ve a new song to post soon that is based on this, although the lyric version has been adapted for the melody. This is the raw version.
EYES
Bare lightbulb poverty
Barefoot, no ambition
TV, PC, stolen acquisition
Earth mothers and open mouths
Kentucky Fried Central
Finger food romance
Staffie, no name tag, no leash
Move on, nothing to see here
Love in a gravy stained tracksuit
Life in a gravy stained tracksuit
Street fighting stained tracksuit
Move on, nothing to see here
Friday’s coke snorting genius
World News? Brain in gear news?
Who? What? When? Where?
Never ask Why? Never why
Indifferent indifference
Move on, nothing to see here
Really is, nothing to see here
Move on
Just go
If I could change the world
I’d unlock the poison door
Give people eyes that see
Not eyes that just look
Not eyes that turn away
Not eyes that can’t speak
Better blind than that
Nothing to see here
Time for some music. With the new album on the way, and new videos for my YouTube channel also on the way, a last outing for the time being of my classical music vid, ‘Requiem for a Ghost’. If you’ve not heard it before, I hope you enjoy – if you have heard it already I hope you don’t mind this reprise;
Time for one from the ‘Sacred Hearts Club’ album from favourite musician, Foster the People. A song called ‘Sit Next to Me’.
This doesn’t apply to Foster the People, just my stuff – Copyright © 2016 Zoolon Audio. All rights reserved. Unauthorized copying, reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance and broadcasting prohibited.
George Blamey-Steeden 
I’m looking forward to hearing this with music. And I hope you make it up to your mother, buying her breakfast next time–
lovely photo too
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Thanks. The old man should have paid but he forgot his wallet.
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bet she rolled her eyes at the both of yas
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Were you watching us? In fairness his Reynards kicked in and his hands were frozen even before we left.
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Haha, no but that is a familiar scene to me.
Aww, he has a lot of physical challenges lately–good thing the man has a sense of humour
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Haha. I get what you mean with the pin numbers.
At the moment I have 5 bank cards and I only remember one 😦
I like the tune of the song too. I never had a youtube account, but now that do, I subscribed 😉
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That’s one more pin number than I can remember! Best of luck with YouTube.
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I love the poetry. Always did. Your poetry has heart and depth and feeling , Lord Zoolon.
The music is awesome too.
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Thanks Lady Yasmin. You’ve not been about lately. Is everything OK?
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You are welcome, Lord Zoolon.
I am fine, thank you.
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That’s good Lady Yasmin.
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Yr Requiem is just right this morning/ thanx again
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Thanks. I’m glad to have been of assistance.
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The last part of the lyrics is beautiful…the lines that refer about the eyes that cannot see.
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Thank you. I think you’ve guessed right as it was the last part I mainly used for the new song.
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Can’t wait till you put this to music. Love it xxxxxx
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I already have. It’s made the cut for the album.
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Cool. Good stuff. 🙂
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Love the song. Had a blond thing happen though (and it is very, very late). My headset decided to go in and out and for a moment there was silence and I thought … was this a special effect given the name for the song? hehe Corrected the issue by holding the wire and enjoyed the song in full.
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Thanks Tammy. I’ve spent the last 5 years trying to make sound art out of silence and you just did it without trying!
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hehe
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brilliant!!!
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Thanks
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It is sad how much we close our eyes to in this world. We love our personal comfort more!
Dwight
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Thanks Dwight, that’s true. If we care we get called ‘do-gooders’, if we don’t care the world falls apart. A shame.
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Care anyway!!
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One of these days I should use YOUR music for my “Writer’s Music” posts. 🙂 Honestly, George, your timing with the tension is spot-on, and the build is drawn out just enough to draw in without dragging along. I tip the proverbial hat to you, Sir.
The lyric’s got a feel of Polaroid snapshots littered about the floor, of walking on them as one walks down the street, brushing shoulders and feeling nothing.
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Thank you. I you ever want to use a track my new album, Rainbows End was released today and the previous one, Dream Rescuer is all on Soundcloud as of yesterday. Help yourself whenever you want.
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Thanks, Friend. I’ll slate it for 2018, methinks. 🙂
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