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Written by Briyan Fredrick ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Fredrick Baker. All rights reserved. Briyan Fredrick: ai arrangement of the original 1986 4-track cassette recording with Briyan Fredrick on guitars, bass, drum machine and vocals; Wayne Baker on guitar solos. I tried to buy a ticket Destination far away Anywhere but here I've got to get away from here I'm so tired of these frozen hearts And these empty hands And all that I can think to do Is run away from here (oh-oh) [Chorus] We hide ourselves away (oh-oh) We hide ourselves away I close my eyes and I'm afraid I look around but there ain't nothing here And nothing I can say To help relieve this tension To set my spirit free What can I do what can I be When what I see ain't me (oh-oh) [Chorus] We hide ourselves away (oh-oh) We hide ourselves away (oh-oh) We hide ourselves away (oh-oh) We hide ourselves away I've got something deep inside my heart Something pounding, pounding, pounding Pounding at the walls That keep me in the dark But I've got nothing to ease the pain No remedy for injustice 'Cos Resignation is my name (oh-oh) [Chorus] We hide ourselves away (oh-oh) We hide ourselves away (oh-oh) We hide ourselves away (oh-oh) We hide ourselves away

Written by Briyan Fredrick ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Fredrick Baker. All rights reserved. Briyan Fredrick: ai arrangement and voice model from the original 2005 recording with Briyan Fredrick on piano, guitars, bass, synthesizers, drums and vocals. Thanks For Coming Thanks for coming Sit back, enjoy the show Thanks for coming Relax and let yourself go Relax and let yourself go Relax and let yourself go Do you really want to see What a blind mime sees? Do you really want to know What a blind mime has to show? What's underneath your clothes? What's underneath your nose? So come on and take my hand I want to show you some things Buried deep inside of me Locked away until tonight Come and turn the magic key, that's right This blind mime has a song to sing I want you all to sing along with me Disregard the pantomime Come and step inside my mind 'Cos now's the time (now is the time) 'Cos now's the time (now is the time) 'Cos now's the time (now is the time) 'Cos now's the time (now is the time) 'Cos now's the time (now is the time) 'Cos now's the time (now is the time) 'Cos now's the time (now is the time) 'Cos now's the time

Written by Briyan Fredrick ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Fredrick Baker. All rights reserved. Briyan Fredrick: ai arrangement of the original 1986 4-track cassette recording with Briyan Fredrick on piano, drum mmachine and vocals the Joker Laughs at You It's not that funny You are such a clown It's not that funny Why must you put me down But go ahead and HA HA HA Until the joker laughs at you You're heartless, you're cruel You don't understand Haven't you heard about the golden rule You cold uncaring man But go ahead and HA HA HA Until the joker laughs at you At you At you At you At you It's not that funny You are such a clown It's not that funny Why must you put me down But go ahead and HA HA HA Until the joker laughs at you

Written by Briyan Fredrick ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Fredrick Baker. All rights reserved. Briyan Fredrick: voice model, ai arrangement of the original 4-track recording with Briyan Fredrick on Casio CZ1 and vocals. A LIttle Danger Now, do you need a little danger? Do you feel a little dangerous In my arms Tonight? Uh-huh [chorus of voices] Now, do you need a little danger? Do you feel a little dangerous In my arms Tonight? Uh-huh We all need a little danger sometimes Allright And if you need a little danger sometimes I might Now, do you need a little danger? Do you feel a little dangerous In my arms Tonight? Uh-huh [chorus of voices] Now, do you need a little danger? Do you feel a little dangerous In my arms Tonight? Uh-huh We all need a little danger sometimes Allright And if you need a little danger sometimes I might Now, do you need a little danger? Do you feel a little dangerous In my arms Tonight? Uh-huh [chorus of voices] Now, do you need a little danger? Do you feel a little dangerous In my arms Tonight? Uh-huh Uh-huh (it's getting dangerous) Uh-huh (it's getting dangerous) Uh-huh (it's getting dangerous) Uh-huh

Written by Briyan Fredrick ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Fredrick Baker. All rights reserved. Briyan Fredrick: voice model, ai arrangement of the original insgtrumental recording with Briyan Frederick on sampled harmonium, synth horns, effects Wearing Thin It's 4 A.M. and I'm awoken By my restless thoughts Caught in the knots of tangled gotch'yas It's a wonder I can function What with what'cha gotta function anyhow And anymore It's 4 A.M. outside that door And inside it's more than that It's where my world is at And I don't know where this is going Anymore than where it's been It's 4 A.M. and time is wearing thin Wearing thin like a fat man's time Like the usual rhymes that your A.I. mimes It's all wearing thin like his petty crimes That no one cares to mention Like the grin is wearing him And it's all wearing very thin It's 4 A.M. somewhere and sometime There's a mime lost inside a pantomime But no one hears his feeble cries Trapped inside a corner, blind 'Cos the illusion's lost on him It's 4 A.M. and time is wearing thin Wearing thin like a fat man's time Like the usual rhymes that your A.I. mimes It's all wearing thin like his petty crimes That no one cares to mention Like the grin is wearing him And it's all wearing very thin And no one cares to mention Like the grin is wearing him And it's all wearing very thin Wearing thin like a fat man's time Like the usual rhymes that your A.I. mimes It's all wearing thin like his petty crimes That no one cares to mention Like the grin is wearing him And it's all wearing very thin Wearing thin It's all wearing very thin But don't ask him The fat man only grins above his chins And his time is wearing very, very thin

Written by Briyan Fredrick ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Fredrick Baker. All rights reserved. Briyan Fredrick: voice model, ai arrangement of the original 2003 recording with Briyan Frederick on guitars, electric piano, bass, synthesizer, drums and vocals. So Long, Atticus Marbles and chalk A broken pocket watch I found them in a tree He left them there for me A pencil and a pin A whistle made of tin A button and a ring For lack of words to sing [Chorus] It's been so long It's been so long, Atticus It's been so long It's been so long, Atticus The town was filled with rage To hide their disgrace The stranger ran from harm They shot without alarm And wise beyond my years I called these men to hear But some things never change While hatred still remains [Chorus] It's been so long It's been so long, Atticus It's been so long It's been so long, Atticus Then before their hate filled me The mockingbird in the tree He filled the night with song It's been so long [Chorus] It's been so long It's been so long, Atticus It's been so long It's been so long, Atticus It's been so long It's been so long, Atticus It's been so long It's been so long, Atticus

Written by Briyan Fredrick ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Fredrick Baker. All rights reserved. Briyan Fredrick: voice model, ai mix from the original 1985 4-track recording with Briyan Fredrick: synths, percussion, vocals; Wayne Baker: lead guitars; Joe Maki: lead guitar Sneaky Suspicion (da da da) (da da da da) (da da da) (da da da da) [Chorus] I've got a sneaky suspicion There's danger behind your eyes Sneaky suspicion You've been telling lies Sneaky suspicion You take me for a clown Got a sneaky suspicion Whenever you aren't around Lately I can't help feeling this Maybe it's what I miss When you're away [bass slide] Oh, lately I miss your tender touch I miss it oh, so, much Lately (da da da da da) [Chorus] I've got a sneaky suspicion There's danger behind your eyes Sneaky suspicion You've been telling lies Sneaky suspicion You take me for a clown Got a sneaky suspicion Whenever you aren't around Lately Maybe my imagination Fuels these machinations In my head Oh, tell me If what they say is true And I'm just a crazy fool Just tell me (da da da da da) [Chorus] I've got a sneaky suspicion There's danger behind your eyes Sneaky suspicion You've been telling lies Sneaky suspicion You take me for a clown Got a sneaky suspicion Whenever you aren't around (da da da) (da da da da) (da da da) (da da da da) [Chorus] I've got a sneaky suspicion There's danger behind your eyes Sneaky suspicion You've been telling lies Sneaky suspicion Don't take me for a clown Got a sneaky suspicion Whenever you aren't around (da da da) (da da da da) (da da da) (da da da da)

Written by Briyan Fredrick & Wayne Baker ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Fredrick Baker, Wayne Edwin Baker. All rights reserved. Briyan Frederick: voice model and ai arrangement of the original 1985 4-track recording with Briyan Frederick on guitars, electronic drums, bass and vocals, and Wayne Baker on solo guitar. Monsters! Coming down from the sky Must be forty feet high They caught me unprepared Got me running scared Don't wanna open my eyes Gotta hide, hide, hide They're everywhere So you better beware [Chorus] Monsters, monsters With their evil eyes Never, ever die Everywhere I see Coming after me When they touch you in the night They make your skin go cold When they touch you in the light They make you feel so old With a smile and a chuckle They push you down, down, down You got white, white knuckles You can't make a sound [Chorus] Monsters, monsters With their evil eyes Never, ever die Everywhere I see Coming after me [Bridge] You better beware of subterranean freaks Penetrating every pore of your skin with their heat You better beware of the secrets they speak Or breaking any promises you hastily keep Guess I must be crazy, Must be going insane From the pitter and the patter Tapping demands in my brain [Chorus] Monsters, monsters With their evil eyes Never, ever die Everywhere I see Coming after… Monsters, monsters With their evil eyes Never, ever die Everywhere I see Coming after me

Written by Briyan Fredrick & Don Campau ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Fredrick Baker, Don Campau. All rights reserved. Briyan Fredrick: voice model, ai arrangement of the original recording original recording (Don Campau: guitars, percussion; Briyan Fredrick: vocals, synthesizers, effects) Who Is This Killer Clown? Hello, Doctor Jekyll Come meet your Mr. Hyde The one with all the freckles Laughing from inside He's eerily chtonic Tumultuous and vain You're strangely acquiescent To share in his disdain [Chorus] It pulls me in, I'm inside out I keep returning Which way is up, I'm upside down Who is this killer clown? Damn you RL Stevenson Oh what have I become? One thing is fairly certain It can't be undone [Chorus] It pulls me in, I'm inside out I keep returning Which way is up, I'm upside down Who is this killer clown? [Chorus] It pulls me in, I'm inside out I keep returning Which way is up, I'm upside down Who is this killer clown? Goodbye Doctor Jekyll I must kill Mr. Hyde My closest of companions into the bitter night [Chorus] It pulls me in, I'm inside out I keep returning Which way is up, I'm upside down Who is this killer clown?

Written by Briyan Fredrick and Ken Clinger ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Fredrick Baker, Ken Clinger. All rights reserved. original 2005 recording (Ken Clinger: electric piano, synthesizer; Heuristics Inc: percussion, Briyan Fredrick: vocals, guitars, piano, organ, drums); Briyan Fredrick: voice model, ai arrangement I'm something like a man So indiscreet and indescript I don't know who I am [bridge] [full drums enter, lead guitar melody] Maybe it's the hope within me That keeps me falsely still believing That something somehow will reveal me And then your eyes will finally see me I'm something like a man Hidden deep inside my heart I've yet to understand [Chorus] Why I'm just a Another invisible man Another invisible man I'm something like a man I have a mouth that speaks these words Maybe it's a sham [bridge] Maybe it's the hope within me That keeps me falsely still believing Something somehow will reveal me And then your eyes will finally see me [Chorus] Why am I just Another invisible man? Another invisible man I'm something like a man So indiscreet and indescript I don't know who I am

Written by Briyan Fredrick ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Fredrick Baker. All rights reserved. Briyan Fredrick: original instrumental recording (guitar, piano, effects, samples), ai arrangement Grandma's Box of Ragtag Toys My grandma's box of toys Was up the stairs on the steps Old toys from when my mom was young Wooden toys and metal toys Some for girls, some for boys Pieces missing from every single one My grandma's box of toys My mother has one too And our kids and your kids make believe They tend the store and take a call Line the cars against the wall They come to life in little hands on bended knees [chorus] Grandma's box of toys Remember when, remember when? We shared a box of ragtag toys And now we share the memories Fading fast so help me please… Remember grandma's box of toys? She had a stash of heavy paper We used to draw and color on The crayons seem to change over time Toddler scrawls in underalls Brady's pages belonged on walls But adults talked of adult things and never dreamed [chorus] Grandma's box of toys Remember when, remember when? We shared a box of ragtag toys And now we share the memories Fading fast so help me please Remember grandma's box of toys? [chorus] Grandma's box of toys Remember when, remember when? We shared a box of ragtag toys And now we share the memories Fading fast so help me please Remember grandma's box of toys?

Written by Briyan Fredrick ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Fredrick Baker. All rights reserved. Briyan Fredrick: original 1989 4-track recording (kitchen table percussion, toilet paper roll slide guitar, bass, vocals), voice model, ai arrangement Forever More Oh the nights are black And the days are gloomy But baby I still want to say How much you mean to me Yeah [Chorus] Oh, we can weather All our nights together Oh, won't you stay by my side Forever more Forever more Forever more Forever more Oh the future's dark And today's uncertain But baby can't you see There ain't no sense in hurting No [Chorus] Oh, we can weather All our nights together Oh, won't you stay by my side Forever more Forever more Forever more Forever more [Chorus] Oh, we can weather All our nights together Oh, won't you stay by my side Forever more Forever more Forever more Forever more [ad-lib] Forever more Forever more Forever more Forever more

Written by Briyan Fredrick ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Fredrick Baker. All rights reserved. Briyan Fredrick: tapegerm (Michael Cosma percussion), voice model, ai arrangement Summer Comes Part Two Summer comes It comes on and comes upon us Downhill after school Jack and Jill without the pail When all else fails to follow after Summer comes When summer comes My eyes fly awake and nature gushes Quaking with promise That 3 long months Of nothing And nothing coming and all we want Is the wanting When summer comes Let summer come now Upon an old man's brow Sweating in the sun Confused and overrun With being run down By something that no one or nothing Can stall So let it come now For what beauty beholds Winter scolds, but summer holds And unfolds When summer comes Summer comes and does it Let it come What was it? Its vibrations shake the aspen And this ball of earth At our core Let summer come once more And bring forevermore Oh, summer, come Come Summer Come Summer Come Summer comes

Written by Briyan Fredrick ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Fredrick Baker. All rights reserved. Briyan Fredrick: original recording (bass, synths, field recording, tapegermination), 2026 lyric, ai arrangement Tapegerm: cystem, GEMAfreie-welten From Briyan's notes regarding the original 2005 recording: I made a field recording recently of a visit to a local second hand store which you can hear in this piece which is based on the interplay between a spoken word poem found in the OurMedia Collection at archive.org and an electric piano figure from our GEMAfreie-welten cohorts. Guitars and synths are improvised against one another. The score remains unsettled. The grasshopper is mangled. The anthill is dispersed under children's feet. Tomorrow is another day. Anthill Cries The anthill's silent now The anthill's secret vow Between the prey and all the colony On that day Let know man say If evil knows no bounds Outside the sounds We must pretend are not of men Are what we tell Ourselves in hell [chorus] The children do not hear the cries Do not hear the cries Do not hear the cries What the anthill can't deny Inside where the queen… hides All of us in a devil's trust Gathered angels' lust Chant the pilgrims' vain progress Over native land Where we now stand [chorus] The children do not hear the cries Do not hear the cries Do not hear the cries What the anthill can't deny Inside where the queen… hides [bridge] But in our hearts of hearts we hear it Tightening our chests we fear it What in the daylight we laugh and jear In the darkness, all alone we wear A different kind of face That no mask hides or clears The anthill's silent now The anthill's secret vow Between the prey and all the colony On that day Let one man say [chorus] The children do not hear the cries Do not hear the cries Do not hear the cries What the anthill can't deny Inside where the queen… hides Where the queen hides Where the queen hides Where the queen hides The anthill can't deny

Written by Briyan Fredrick ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Fredrick Baker. All rights reserved. Briyan Fredrick: original 1985 4-track cassette recording, voice model, ai arrangement Bullet-Proof Skin Try to shoot me down I don't care No, I don't fool around I'm prepared To meet you every step of the way Watch you by night and by day Challenge every word that you say Hey! [chorus] Nothing penetrates my bullet-proof skin And I don't hesitate when it's time to dive in When push comes to shove I take off the gloves 'Cos I've got bullet-proof skin It will hunt you down, but I'll slit its throat And should it make a sound Oh, don't you doubt He's the loneliness in every lonely nightmare He is the pain that hits you down there Don't let it drag you down with its permanent stare Oh, beware [chorus] Nothing penetrates my bullet-proof skin And I don't hesitate when it's time to dive in When push comes to shove I take off the gloves 'Cos I've got bullet-proof skin [chorus] Nothing penetrates my bullet-proof skin And I don't hesitate when it's time to dive in When push comes to shove I take off the gloves 'Cos I've got bullet-proof skin 'Cos I've got bullet-proof… Skin… Skin… Skin… Bullet-proof

Written by Briyan Fredrick ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Fredrick Baker. All rights reserved. Briyan Fredrick: original 1990 4-track recording, voice model, ai arrangement Originally written and recorded on 4-track cassette. I sampled picking an electric guitar into an Ibanez digital delay that had a hold button which could repeat a loop of a few seconds. That's the guitar arpeggio. I recorded that onto one track and then improvised three layers of vocals over top. The song led off the Itch album in 1990. All My Designs Ah… I've been tripping Through this space All alone All alone I have been Wanting (wanting you) I have been Forever hoping too All my designs Are on you All my designs Are on you (oh…) Oh, I've been Contemplating love I have been pining For oh, so long… All my designs Are on you All my designs Are on you (oh…) And in time You will love But in time Will you love Only me?… (oh, only me) All my designs Are on you All my designs Are on you (oh…)

Written by Briyan Fredrick ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Fredrick Baker. All rights reserved. Briyan Fredrick: original 1990 4-track recording, voice model, ai arrangement Love's a Complication Hold me tight, no, go away Stay the night, no, stay away Tell me true, no, don't reply You hold me down, but hold me close You play the clown and dance with ghosts And then you laugh until you cry Ooh, love's a complication Ooh, just a complication Ooh, love's a complication Love's a complication Love's a complication Love's a complication You hold the key then lose your way And there's so much that you can't say You whisper nothing, it's a lie Ooh, love's a complication Ooh, just a complication Ooh, love's a complication Love's a complication Love's a complication Love's a complication Hold me tight, no, go away Stay the night, no, stay away Tell me true, no, don't reply You hold onto, the missing piece It's all I need, but incomplete It's understood, but why oh, why Ooh, love's a complication Ooh, just a complication Ooh, love's a complication Love's a complication Love's a complication Love's a complication Ooh, love's a complication Ooh, just a complication Ooh, love's a complication Love's a complication Love's a complication Love's a complication

Written by Briyan Fredrick and Joe Maki ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP & Jomah Kai Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com | babyfredmusic.com © Briyan Fredrick Baker, Joseph Alan Maki. All rights reserved. Joe Maki: music, original instrumental track Briyan Fredrick: lyric, voice model, ai arrangement Loosely based on the loose ends we leave behind for loved ones to bind. Life is rarely neat and tidy. Loose Ends Wait a minute won't you please We haven't finished settling scores Before you walk outside that door You better get back on your knees Pay no mind to common complainers It's all a mess, the stress, the quest Collecting all the outstanding debts Don't forget to carry the damn remainders [chorus] We're all left to tie up all these Loose ends (loose ends) Seems like we're always left Just tying up these reckless loose ends I made a promise when we started Though It may seem like just a trifle To eye the scope and point the rifle Gather the shells and salute the departed [chorus] We're all left to tie up all these Loose ends (loose ends) Seems like we're always left just Tying up these senseless loose ends [bridge] He left behind all of his notes in scattered papers (can't solve the caper) We always leave the rest 'til later Wrestling all the alligators Getting cold on the dumb waiter My OCD is just another in a long, long line of constant haters [instrumental solo] A folded flag sits on the mantle The funeral director pulled me aside Before we take this one last ride There's one more expense the family must handle [chorus] We're all left to tie up all these Loose ends (loose ends) Seems like we're always left Just tying up these endless loose ends Tie them up all neat and tight Loose ends (loose ends) Lifetimes of hardly half done right Loose ends (loose ends) Let's let tomorrow fight this fight Loose ends (loose ends) We'll have more time (at least we might) Loose ends (loose ends)

Written by Briyan Fredrick ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Fredrick Baker. All rights reserved. Briyan Fredrick: original 1989 4-track recording, voice model, ai arrangement Shadow Boxing Carry me upon a stretcher Carry me away from him Can you not hear his laughter Laughing at me once again? Taunting me with old derisions Toying with my worn out pride I'm useless as a broken television That the children cannot play inside [chorus] I have been shadow boxing My shadow always wins I have been shadow boxing Trying to erase his grin So kick me aside like garbage Garbage is what I'll be Toothless and shirtless and so all alone Shouting at no one but me I'm pointing my finger at weakness Uncovering failure and shame You're low down and dirty, dirty and mean And everybody's just the same [chorus] I have been shadow boxing My shadow always wins I have been shadow boxing Trying to erase his grin I have been shadow boxing My shadow always wins I have been shadow boxing Trying to erase his grin Carry me upon a stretcher Carry me away from him I'm so tired of his laughter Laughing 'cos I cannot win i know I can't win the battle I know it would mean defeat But we're destined like slaughtered cattle And eaten like so much meat [chorus] I have been shadow boxing My shadow always wins I have been shadow boxing Trying to erase his grin I have been shadow boxing My shadow always wins I have been shadow boxing Trying to erase his grin [chorus] I have been shadow boxing My shadow always wins I have been shadow boxing Trying to erase his grin I have been shadow boxing My shadow always wins I have been shadow boxing Trying to erase his grin

Written by Briyan Fredrick ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Fredrick Baker. All rights reserved. Briyan Fredrick: original 1985 4-track cassette recording, ai arrangement As We Will Come To Know It My aging mom My aging dad Both say the same Shaking their heads It's gone to hell It's sad to see They feel so bad For you and me But I don't know I still have hope The glass half full Take down the rope It's not so bad Most people want Just to love and Be loved in return [chorus] It's time to change our dark perceptions Stop heeding every misconception Reach out your hand - c'mon it's time to show it And welcome tomorrow… as we will come to know it This talk of hate Is at the fringe Those who hate Will never win One side says this The other that But most of us Keep giving back [chorus] It's time to change our dark perceptions Stop heeding every social misconception Reach out your hand - c'mon it's time to show it And welcome tomorrow… as we will come to know it [bridge] My brother fears the worst is coming soon I'm holding out, we overcome the doom It's not so bad Most people want Just to love and Be loved in return [chorus] It's time to change our dark perceptions Stop heeding every social misconception Reach out your hand - c'mon it's time to show it And welcome tomorrow… as we will come to know it As we will come to know it (as we will surely come) As we will come to know it

Written by Briyan Fredrick ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Fredrick Baker. All rights reserved. Briyan Fredrick: tapegerms, voice model, ai arrangement tapegerms: GAMEGERM is Project-470, Hal McGee (CIRCUIT BENT CASIO SK1 03), anixas (COMP GUITAR 1), Razing Darkness (TIME TRIPPED 1, FIERY), don campau (BURGLAR ALARM BELL), Briyan Fredrick (BEAT 2.1), shaud (MIDSUMMER NIGHT PART 1-8), Solaris (AFRICAN PERCUSSIVES 2), Sin:Ned (AUGUST 2002 - 10), Suckling Infants Network (BEAT 3) The first section is an improvised mix of tapegerms, followed by the ai modeled arrangement.

Written by Briyan Fredrick ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Fredrick Baker. All rights reserved. Briyan Fredrick: original 1985 4-track recording, voice model, ai arrangements Still Running Uphill Seven long years I've lived with the fear of discovering this Cold nights and the pain Of holding the shame as you left with a kiss And we all know the face of a fool Another fool for who's still running with fools Still running Still running Sill running Still running uphill All the intervening years Never facing down the fears Where the fears got their start Those whom we call on as friends Never know what descends Into the depths of our hearts But we all know the face of a fool Another fool still running with the fools Still running Still running Sill running Still running uphill I told you I loved you and you said that you loved me too Love is all we ever really need We even chase it in our dreams it seems But it's not what it seems to be It seems to me Seven long years Reliving the precarious thrill of your touch It's never really died Through all the years lying that I never loved you that much Come and look at the face of a fool Another fool for who's still running with fools Still running Still running Sill running Still running uphill Wait -- don't look at the face of a fool Another fool for who's still running with fools Still running uphill…

Written by Briyan Fredrick ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Fredrick Baker. All rights reserved. Briyan Fredrick: original 2003 recording, vocal model, ai arrangement Unless I Change My Mind Unless I change my mind I'm walking out that door 'Cause I know out there I'll find What I am looking for Unless I change my mind Unless I change my mind I'll be gone when you awake I'll be leaving you behind There's not much more I can take Unless I change my mind But every time I try to leave you I'm just tugging on a chain And every time I try to leave you There's one more time that I remain To wonder why I'm so insane Unless I change my mind I'll be far, far down that road 'Cause I know time after time Is where my heart would go Unless I change my mind

Written by Briyan Frederick ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Fredrick Baker. All rights reserved. Briyan Frederick: original 1985 4-track recording, voice model, ai arrangement Do Not Touch [Intro] [Chorus] Baby, (baby) you're all I've got Baby, (baby) it's much too much Cuz, baby, (baby) your signs say do not touch (Do not touch) Do Not touch (Do not touch) Do Not touch (Do not touch) Do not touch! [verse 1] Just say the word and I'll be there to take you home But keep on acting this way and I'll leave you alone I've got no time to play this game I've got no time -- I'm wasting away I've got no ty-ee-ime And now I feel I must say [Chorus] Baby, (baby) you're all I've got Baby, (baby) it's much too much Cuz, baby, (baby) your signs say do not touch (Do not touch) Do Not touch (Do not touch) Do Not touch (Do not touch) Do not touch! [bridge] I know I'm not too bright But baby it don't feel right To let this chance just slip me by… [Verse 2] Just say the word and I'll be there to take you home Cuz I'm just here without you, and I'm so alone I've got no time to play this game I've got no time -- I'm wasting away I've got no ty-eee-ime But I'm biding my time just the same [Chorus] Baby, (baby) you're all I've got Baby, (baby) it's much too much Cuz, baby, (baby) your signs say do not touch (Do not touch) Do Not touch (Do not touch) Do Not touch (Do not touch) Do not touch! [Chorus] Baby, (baby) you're all I've got Baby, (baby) it's much too much Cuz, baby, (baby) your signs say do not touch (Do not touch) Do Not touch (Do not touch) Do Not touch (Do not touch) Do not touch!

Written by Briyan Frederick ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Frederick Baker. All rights reserved. Briyan Frederick: original tapegerm mix (August 2000), voice model, ai arrangement tapegerm pool sources by Keith Hanlon, Scott Carr, Chris Phinney, J Mundok, Kelli Wise and Bev Stanton tapegerm.org Backbreaker I didn't say a word I didn't say a word You turned and walked away And I didn't say a word She's a backbreaker (ooh) [ad lib]

Written by Briyan Frederick and Joe Maki ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP & Jomah Kai Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com | babyfredmusic.com © Briyan Frederick Baker, Joseph Alan Maki. All rights reserved. Joe Maki and Briyan Frederick: original 4-track recording Briyan Frederick: sunoai arrangement Without You Within Me One fading candle lights this lonely room One lonely soul who huddles in the gloom One aching heart that beats against its frame Can I withstand the emptiness of pain? Oh, was it time that left its scars in me Why will my mind simply not let me be? Or is it autumn's rain that leaves me cold? Drains me of everything with nothing left to hold [chorus] Without you within me Without your light that brings me Every brand new beginning Without you within me Without you within me Without you within me! Oh! If I called out your name would you return Or would this ache inside be left to burn? And if the flame subsides will I be free -- Free to face the night that waits for me? [chorus] Without you within me Without your light that brings me Every brand new beginning Without you within me Without you within me Without you within me! Oh! When was my life left changed by this regret Deepening with every single dying breath How long will hopelessness succor my defeat After all my hope quietly retreats? [chorus] Without you within me Without your light that brings me Every brand new beginning Without you within me Without you within me Without you within me!

Written by Briyan Frederick and Joe Maki ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP & Jomah Kai Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com | babyfredmusic.com © Briyan Frederick Baker and Joseph Alan Maki. All rights reserved. Joe Maki: original instrumental track Briyan Frederick: lyric, voice model, sunoai arrangement Call In the Fixer Call in the fixer It's gotten out of hand It's broke and I'll be damned If we last much past tomorrow Call in the fixer He's gotta know the score Knock down this goddamned door Whatever we must beg and borrow [chorus] Call in the fixer Call in the fixer (Quicker, quicker, quicker) Call in the fixer Call in the fixer Before it gets much worse The fixer's well rehearsed His briefcase full of special tools Call in the fixer Do everything he says It's where our roads have led The destination of every common fool [chorus] Call in the fixer Call in the fixer (Quicker, quicker, quicker) Call in the fixer [bridge] Don't ask no questions Make no suggestions Don't intercede or impede There is no time for hesitation Call in the fixer He is our one last hope It's him or this dangling rope Make the call, there's nothing left to lose Call in the fixer Clear out a path for him Three squares of gauze and gin Door one, door two, door three, let's choose [chorus] Call in the fixer Call in the fixer (Quicker, quicker, quicker) Call in the fixer

Written by Briyan Frederick ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Frederick Baker. All rights reserved. Briyan Frederick: acoustic guitar, voice model, sunoai arrangement Eight and a Half by Eleven I'm guilty by association She wouldn't hear my plea It's written down like a forced confession But it's very clearly me The scrawl belies a foreign passion Somebody else's diary This document seals my sentence Measured by decrees [Chorus] 8 and a half by 11 A letter single-spaced It details my transgressions I never can reclaim I have to face it, can't deface it I solemnly swear, hereby declare With my hand on bible squarely placed The cell I'm in is padded The walls immune to cries The jailers smile in silence For what I can't deny [Chorus] 8 and a half by 11 A letter single-spaced It details my transgressions I never can reclaim I have to face it, can't deface it I solemnly swear, hereby declare With my hand on bible squarely placed [bridge] Her body of evidence compels the final verdict Which cannot be appealed The first degree To throw away Both lock and key Signed and sealed I'm guilty by association No judge will hear my plea No lligibility for parole Solitarily confined until release [Chorus] 8 and a half by 11 A letter single-spaced It details my transgressions I never can reclaim I have to face it, can't deface it I solemnly swear, hereby declare With my hand on bible squarely placed 8 and a half by 11 (ladies and gentlemen of the jury) 8 and a half by 11 (I beg the mercy of the court) 8 and a half by 11 (won't plead the fifth, I do admit) 8 and a half by 11 (the whole truth and nothing but)

Written by Briyan Frederick ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Frederick Baker. All rights reserved. Briyan Frederick: seeded with tapegerms by Cumulus, arranged and remixed with sunoai Falling falling… Slowly, slowly falling over going down still falling… while your entire life passes before your eyes Going down falling… falling all around me… all over my skin falling… falling… Hi honey Slowly, slowly ssssss falling sideways… slowly falling… all over my skin falling… (fall into it) falling down Going down falling… while your entire life passes before your eyes Hi honey Oh, yeah Slowly, slowly falling… falling into yourself… all over my skin falling… (still falling) falling through… Going down falling… falling… …gone

Written by Briyan Frederick ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Frederick Baker. All rights reserved. Briyan Frederick: original recording, voice and music model, arrangement and remix with sunoai Story about the song: https://briyanfrederick.com/post/if-i-know-how-it-feels If I Know How It Feels I can tell by your eyes Something's calling I can tell by your eyes I can tell by your tears In the darkness falling Can't wash away the years [Chorus] If I know how it feels Why do I keep on trying? If I know how it feels Why do I keep on lying? If I know how it feels Why do I still want you? I can tell by your touch That leaves me wanting Wanting so much I can tell by your kiss Sweet but haunting It's never enough [Chorus] If I know how it feels Why do I keep on trying? If I know how it feels Why do I keep on lying? If I know how it feels Why do I still want you? [Bridge] If every day's a new day Tell me why is every night the same? Here you hide and there you run 'Til all of it has come undone I can tell by the way You keep me waiting Your never gonna change I can tell by the way You're hesitating You'll never feel the same [Chorus] If I know how it feels Why do I keep on trying? If I know how it feels Why do I keep on lying? If I know how it feels Why do I still want you? Oh, oh why do I still want you? {ad-lib] Oh, oh why do I still want you? Why do I still want you?…

Written by Briyan Frederick ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Frederick Baker. All rights reserved. Scott Carr: tapegerm loop | tapegerm.org Briyan Frederick: lyric, arrangement and sunoai Story: https://briyanfrederick.com/post/your-windup-toy Your Windup Toy I'll be your windup toy Your windup boy To bring you joy In your life sometimes (cuz we could all use a little joy) I'll be your windup toy Your windup boy I could be the real thing Your plaything (cuz we could all use a little joy) you don't need to tell no one to tell someone would be no fun no, you don't need to tell no one I'll be your secret stash I may just last Beyond the crash That's coming soon (when we could all use a little joy) I'll be your windup toy Your windup boy To bring you joy In your life sometimes (cuz we could all use a little joy) [ad-lib]

Written by Briyan Frederick and Joe Maki ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP & Jomah Kai Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com | babyfredmusic.com © Briyan Frederick Baker, Joseph Alan Maki. All rights reserved. Joe Maki: original instrumental track Briyan Frederick: lyric, voice model, arrangement in sunoai Following the Followers We all suspect you are not one of us We whisper, nod and wink (they know what I mean) You're acting strange, why don't you come with us Run with us, why must you always cause a scene? But you played your hand, you couldn't help yourself Your choice of swagger has a cost It all depends on what you tell yourself (don't undersell yourself) C'mon, man -- comma. comma, comma you're side is lost [chorus] Come follow all the followers Who are following the followers Who are all following the followers Him and me, her and we Everyone of us agree Come follow me and you will see Come lie with all the sleeping dogs you old curmudgeon Or be like all us salmon Join our semelparity (come and see) and spread your seed And swim upstream (or die trying) We mate and die, it's such is life, we're all for one my friend Who are you to judge us Just one more dumb naysayer going against the grain Who cannot ever seem to trust us [chorus] Come follow all the followers Who are following the followers Who are all following the followers Him and me, her and we Everyone of us agree Come follow me and you will see [bridge] Why must you go against the tide The common good It's understood Has stood the test of time No man's an island except when he's lost at sea Come find your way and gently sway Up on the treetop or down will come baby Cradle and all as mother would say [chorus] Come follow all the followers Who are following the followers Who are all following the followers Him and me, her and we Everyone of us agree Come follow me and you will see

Written by Briyan Frederick & Joe Maki ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP & Jomah Kai Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com | babyfredmusic.com © Briyan Frederick Baker, Joseph Alan Maki. All rights reserved. Joe Maki: orginal instrumental track Briyan Frederick: lyric, voice model, arrangement and sunoai Examination Room [verse 1] Pins and needles Needless to say I'm squeamish of 'em I just might faint from the s-s-sight (that's not a problem) I just might Your bedside manner leaves something to be desired My mind's on fire [chorus] So don't you keep me waiting In your examination room Don't you dare keep me waiting now No, no matter what you do (oh, wow) Don't you keep me waiting In your examination room [verse] (That's an odd, odd growth), what did you just mumble? As my insides dive and take a tumble (what seems to be the trouble?) Give it to me s-s-straight doc Don't make me wait on fumbled Prognosuhseez-ee-ee-ee-eeez Like those or these, my mind's all jumbled [chorus] So don't you keep me waiting In your examination room Don't you dare keep me waiting now No, no matter what you do (oh, wow) Don't you keep me waiting In your examination room [bridge] Clamps then scissors Suture that liver Stat, nurse, stat While I wash up you deliver [verse 3] The joy of anesthesia Is wearing off too quickly now I fear Just wait a goddamned s-s-second Where's the nurse? (right here) I think the medication's wearing off or worse (What's that?) …A hearse?!!! [chorus] So don't you keep me waiting In your examination room Don't you dare keep me waiting now No, no matter what you do (oh, wow) Don't you keep me waiting In your examination room Don't you keep me waiting In your examination room describe your pain on a level from 1 to 8? (owwwww!!) Don't you keep me waiting In your examination room if it hurts when you do that, don't do it Don't you keep me waiting In your examination room you may feel a slight pinch (hahahahahahaha) Don't you keep me waiting In your examination room

Written by Briyan Frederick ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Frederick Baker. All rights reserved. Briyan Frederick: original 2006 recording, voice model, arrangement and remix witih sunoai What Tomorrow Brings (angels Paint the Skies) On the one hand it seems strange, never wanting more Than being taken by your eyes To hold the moment in a kiss from lips I can't resist I swear the angels paint the skies I don't care what the chorus brings And I don't care where the rainbow leads I don't care what tomorrow brings As long as it brings me to you On the other hand I know I'm feeling more alive With every moment more than this More than anything I miss, truer happiness Than even angels can't resist I don't care what the chorus brings And I don't care where the rainbow leads I don't care what tomorrow brings As long as it brings me to you Now falling from my clasp is pain I've held onto in vain It doesn't matter in your eyes And all I know is when I hold you, it's like a fresh refrain That all the angels sing with sighs I don't care what the chorus brings And I don't care where the rainbow leads I don't care what tomorrow brings As long as it brings me to you I don't care what the chorus brings And I don't care where the rainbow leads I don't care what tomorrow brings As long as it brings me to you

Written by Briyan Frederick ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Frederick Baker. All rights reserved. Briyan Frederick: original 1985 4-track recording, voice model, arrangement and remix with sunoai Every Time From within these shadows I stare out at a place Where I'm an ugly stranger And childhood leaves its trace On everything that I do And every movement I make away from youth Every time (every single time) Every time (every single time) Every time (every single time) I try to smile I want to cry And within these shadows Lies every hidden fear That hides behind this smile And sheds a lonely tear On everything that I do And every movement I make away from youth Every time (every single time) Every time (every single time) Every time (every single time) I try to smile I want to cry So within these shadows I'll die a million times And steal a kiss from every savior And leave the silver coins behind No matter what I might do With every movement I make away from youth Every time (every single time) Every time (every single time) Every time (every single time) I try to smile I want to cry Every time (every single time) Every time (every single time) Every time (every single time) I try to smile I want to cry Every time (every single time) Every time (every single time) Every time (every single time) I try to smile I want to cry

Written by Briyan Frederick ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Frederick Baker. All rights reserved. Briyan Frederick: original 2006 recording, voice model, arrangement remixed with sunoai rubmybaldspot.com Rub My Baldspot The economy has got me down The government is full of clowns Representing my hometown They're spending money left and right They're printing it day and night But they well as might Rub my bald spot Rub my bald spot For all it makes right We're either overworked or unemployed Either way we're neither overjoyed So here's another useless toy Rub my bald spot Rub my bald spot Every girl and boy No one understands All the detailed plans That nobody reads And no one really needs Even the internet can't seem to find It's filled with losers who are going blind Why don't you rub on something else this time Rub my bald spot Rub my bald spot Or you might lose your mind No one understands All the detailed plans That nobody reads And no one really needs Think I'll sit and watch some more TV Turn the channel to forty-three And sing along with Hannity Rub my bald spot Rub my bald spot Set the world free Rub my bald spot Rub my bald spot Set the world free

Written by Briyan Frederick ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Frederick Baker. All rights reserved. Briyan Frederick: original 4-track 1985 recording (Around Down), voice model, lyric, arrangement and remix with sunoai Dead Ringer We all double-taked her entrance Heads spinning 'round to see She was more or less presumptuous But maybe that's just me It was eerily uncanny The spitting image of and yet No one saw it coming But that's what the going get Dead ringer (dead) Dead ringer (dead) Dead ringer (dead) Dead ringer (yeah, yeah yeah) It was loaded at the starting gun No one asked to see some proof That she was anything but seven and she was shooting more than truth Dead ringer (dead) Dead ringer (dead) Dead ringer (dead) Dead ringer (yeah, yeah yeah) No sooner had she got here No sooner was she gone She turned around on dimes and hushes Desperation always runs Desperation always comes And desperation never grieves Like widows on your sleeves We all double-taked her entrance Heads spinning 'round to see She was more or less presumptuous But maybe that's just me Or maybe that's the liquor talking You know It's always butting in I could have sworn that I was saying something But now nothing really is Dead ringer (dead) Dead ringer (dead) Dead ringer (dead) Dead ringer (yeah, yeah yeah) (yeah, yeah yeah) (yeah, yeah yeah) (yeah, yeah yeah) (yeah, yeah yeah)

Written by Briyan Frederick and Joe Maki ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP & Jomah Kai Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com | babyfredmusic.com © Briyan Frederick Baker, Joseph Alan Maki. All rights reserved. Joe Maki: original instrumental track Briyan Frederick: lyric, voice model, arrangement and mix with sunoai Story: https://briyanfrederick.com/post/caught-redhanded Caught Redhanded I blustered in one day all full of fire and haste Headstrong and confident Another young fool whose youth was left to waste Stupid and diffident Getting into trouble despite any good intention Cocksure inexperience Taking without asking, possessed of blind pretension I was delirious But that was then and this is now I somehow thought I'd gotten past it I even thought I'd won or lasted But no, no, no, no No, no, no -- I've been caught Redhanded! No way out redhanded Without a doubt redhanded Redhanded woe is me Redhanded nowhere to flee (I'VE BEEN CAUGHT) redhanded Now I can't get past the guard, I'm marked and branded Can't find a substitute It's all a blur how I ended up a thief that time demanded Time's grim absolutes No matter then 'cos this is now I somehow thought I'd gotten past it I even thought I'd won or lasted But no, no, no, no No, no, no -- I've been caught Redhanded! No way out redhanded Without a doubt redhanded Redhanded woe is me Redhanded nowhere to flee (I'VE BEEN CAUGHT) redhanded All along this song was playing All us donkeys kicks and braying And that's all I'm really saying When I'm saying All I have the strength to say… Now I scuffle with the old men lost and muddled in their dreams What a life it's now become You take your time when you are coming and going in between Nowhere to to go to unbegun So what happens then is this is now I somehow thought I'd gotten past it I even thought I'd won or lasted But no, no, no, no No, no, no -- I've been caught Redhanded! No way out redhanded Without a doubt redhanded Redhanded woe is me Redhanded nowhere to flee (I'VE BEEN CAUGHT) redhanded

Written by Wayne Baker ℗ by Wayne Baker © Wayne Edwin Baker. All rights reserved. Wayne Baker: original 1990 4-track recording Briyan Frederick: remix and arrangement with sunoai Story: https://briyanfrederick.com/post/wayne-baker-anymore Anymore You remember the days when they --- They followed you like dogs And your face was seen on TV screens and Magazine pages, your voice echoed in concert halls [chorus] Remember how they loved you They waited for your songs But they're not listening They don't listen anymore You remember in the darkness She whispered, "Baby, you can have it all" There were others in the hall She smiled like the queen of perdition Or of heaven, you don't quite recall [chorus] But you remember how she loved you She waited for your call But she's not waiting She's not waiting anymore Now when you sing your songs late at night And you know you're all alone Is it the same as before Do you still feel all the pain and all the power Of a hundred thousand strong Waiting for their song Singing and remembering Singing all night long But did they listen Will they listen anymore? Anymore Anymore Does anybody listen Do they listen anymore?

Written by Briyan Frederick ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Frederick Baker. All rights reserved. Briyan Frederick: original 2003 recording, voice model, sunoai Hey, Ruth Hey, Ruth What are you searching for? Besides a little truth Besides a little truth Sometimes the truth can be disguised In a thousand little lies And sometimes I am blind… Sometimes Mmm… Hey, Ruth What did you lose back in The carnival kissing booth Do I want to know the truth? Sometimes a kiss is just a kiss Unless you find something you've missed And sometimes it's just this… Sometimes Mmm… I've held you close and said these things A million times, I know Just to touch your butterfly wings And watch you die almost!!! Hey, Ruth In a moment you'll be gone After these words become What I choose to call the truth Mmm… Forgotten, but that I Will turn them over in my mind Time after time Sometimes Mmm… Hey, Ruth Mmm… Hey, Ruth

Written by Briyan Frederick ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Frederick Baker. All rights reserved. Briyan Frederick: original 2002 recording, vocal model, sunoai Your In-between Love Affair I'm your in-between love affair And I don't know what that means And I don't care As long as you touch me there I'm your in-between love affair And we're doing things I wouldn't dare Do to another some other place, anywhere [refrain] Not everybody can be a winner Not everybody can be a star But on I go I'm your in-between love affair I kiss your cheek and touch your hair And no one knows it's a feeling you don't share [refrain] Not everybody can be a winner Not everybody can be a star But on I go [bridge] If truth be told, I love you so I love you with all of my life, yeah If truth be told, I love you so I guess I'm just living a lie I'm your in-between love affair You smile so sweet, though I'm not there In your eyes, I am nowhere [refrain] Not everybody can be a winner Not everybody can be a star But on I go On I go On I go, yeah On I go

Written by Briyan Frederick ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Frederick Baker. All rights reserved. Briyan Frederick: original recording, tapegerms, voice model, sunoai Chris Phinney: original synth tapegerm The Full Effect You feel your days rushing by Through all the tears that you cry And as the tension takes control You feel something you have not known But you won't feel the full effect Until you face your big regrets Until you smoke your last cigarette And take a bullet to the head You feel this fever burning hot You feel everything in you rot But you won't feel the full effect Until you face your big regrets Until you smoke your last cigarette And take a bullet to the head You feel it mounting, what could it be And then it buckles at your knees But you won't feel the full effect Until you face your big regrets Until you smoke your last cigarette And take a bullet to the head The full effect The full effect The full effect The full effect

Written by Briyan Frederick ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Frederick Baker. All rights reserved. Briyan Frederick: original 2003 recording, voice model, sunoai Anxious Anxiety's a killer My heart's so sore Lurking in the cellar And pounding on the door Though I steel against the obvious I'm still walking on a wire It may be the thought of us Is too strong of a desire I'm anxious, so anxious So many things I can't control I'm anxious, so anxious Help me understand the great unknown Where is my Jesus? Fear is my religion Where is my Jesus? To save this indecision I'm anxious, so anxious So many things I can't control I'm anxious, so anxious Help me understand this great unknown I don't know I don't know I can't turn back I can't go on! Tell me there's a rainbow When these cold rains pass And a pot of gold and silver To pay for all that's past I'm anxious, so anxious So many things I can't control I'm anxious, so anxious Help me understand the great unknown Oh, I'm anxious Oh, I'm anxious Oh, I'm anxious

Written by Briyan Frederick ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Frederick Baker. All rights reserved. Briyan Frederick: original 4-track recording 1988, voice model, sunoai Hey, Baby All of my memories Remain I talk about safety And ignore the pain Of how many victims Choked in the grasp None of them given Too much of a chance [Chorus] Hey, baby Come hold on to me Then maybe We can be free Of too many heroes And not enough time To add up the zeros Or erect the shrines Or conquer the evil That lurks near our homes Or squelch the upheaval Or barricade the danger zones Hey, baby Come hold on to me Then maybe We can be free Hey, baby Come hold on to me Then maybe We can be free Hey, baby (hey, baby) Come hold on to me (come hold on to me) Then maybe (just maybe) We can be free

Written by Briyan Frederick ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Frederick Baker. All rights reserved. Briyan Frederick: original 4-track recording, voice model, sunoai Having Said All That Having said all that We could be merely translating from a hat It's neither this or that That dogs and cats are clawing at Having said all that We really are more similar than not We're really all we've got [synth pad swells] (each other) Having said all that Having said all that The other half is me (the other half is me) Having said all that Can we agree to disagree and get on with reality? Having said all that ou and me together Let's forget about the fuss (and the weather) That's been going on forever Between them (between us) Having said all that Let's take care of one another (oh, bother) Like Pooh took care of Piglet, Eeyore and the others Having said all that Even a blind mime knows what's done is done That even this can be undone Having said all that

Written by Briyan Frederick Baker ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Frederick Baker. All rights reserved. Briyan Frederick: original 4-track recording, voice model, sunoai Lucifer's Playground Truth is in the eye of the beholder Beholding from a limited view Viewed at an angle distorted and colored By what colors our prism of truth Oh say who will be our savior And save our tomorrow from today When today's vain conundrum runs amok Mucking up whatever we say [chorus] In Lucifer's playground Our future is fixed Beneath and betwixt With stones and with sticks And only Lucifer knows which is which At this angle it's hard to decipher Ciphers imagined numbers grow tangled Tangled vibrations up and then down Down centripetal patterns and angles [chorus] In Lucifer's playground Our future is fixed Beneath and betwixt With stones and with sticks And only Lucifer knows which is which [bridge] We spiral and vortex in orbital decay A tightening loop of rhythmed dismay The angels dischordant The angels dischordant The angels dischordant and grey It's almost exactly the apex But the apex's inverse is closed Close to irrational but numbered The number we're solving almost [chorus] In Lucifer's playground Our future is fixed Beneath and betwixt With stones and with sticks And only Lucifer knows which is which Which is which (which is) Which is which (which is) Which is which (which is) Which is which (which is) Which

Written by Briyan Frederick Baker ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Frederick Baker. All rights reserved. The show is over All the actors winding down But me in the corner Just a lost and hopeless clown I need a moment 'Cause everything's so strange An entire lifetime In a moment all has changed 'Cause when the spotlight finally hit me I didn't have a clue That standing in the shadows was you Although the show is over Won't you wait a moment please While I take off this silly makeup The cold cream really stings 'Cause when the spotlight finally hit me I didn't have a clue That standing in the shadows was you [instrumental break, melodic guitar solo with light overdrive] Take my hand Tell me with a single touch It wasn't just a dream Kiss me, kiss me softly Because I know now what that means The show is over All the actors have gone home But the audience is still waiting For a final curtain call 'Cause when the spotlight finally hit me I didn't have a clue That standing in the shadows was you Standing in the shadows Standing in the shadows Standing in the shadows was you

Written by Briyan Frederick Baker ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Frederick Baker. All rights reserved. It Hurts Every Time It hurts every time It hurts every time It hurts every time It hurts every time It hurts every time It hurts every time It hurts every time It hurts every time It hurts every time It hurts every time You breathe You breathe You breathe You breathe You breathe You breathe You breathe You breathe You breathe You breathe It hurts every time It hurts every time It hurts every time It hurts every time You breathe

Written by Briyan Frederick Baker ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Frederick Baker. All rights reserved. Briyan Frederick: original recording, sunoai I Wonder If You Knew That I Knew. What You Didn't What Me to Know All Along I'm gonna tell you a secret I bet you didn't know I'm gonna tell you a secret I bet you didn't know [Chorus] I wonder if you knew that I knew What you didn't want me to know all along I wonder if you knew that I knew What you didn't want me to know all along I'm gonna tell you a secret You really shouldn't see I'm gonna tell you a secret You really shouldn't see [Chorus] I wonder if you knew that I knew What you didn't want me to know all along I wonder if you knew that I knew What you didn't want me to know all along I'm gonna tell you a secret It's a big surprise I'm gonna tell you a secret It's a big surprise [Chorus] I wonder if you knew that I knew What you didn't want me to know all along I wonder if you knew that I knew What you didn't want me to know all along I wonder if you knew that I knew What you didn't want me to know all along I wonder if you knew that I knew What you didn't want me to know all along

Written by Briyan Frederick Baker ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Frederick Baker. All rights reserved. Briyan Frederick: original recording, sunoai Our Meeting Place of the Heart We lay in boats The sun beats down The morning rains Give way to calm [chorus] Our meeting place of the heart Is where the waters breathe Where we are all community Ohhhh… Our father's fathers Our mother's mothers Live here in spirit We are one another [chorus] Our meeting place of the heart Is where the waters breathe Where we are all community Ohhhh… Revolve and evolving The water is love Our soul is its cleansing Below and above [chorus] Our meeting place of the heart Is where the waters breathe Where we are all community Ohhhh…