Blind Walker G

Granddad kept his hat in the hallway Flag pin stuck through the brim Said he fought for something simple Now he just fights with the news again Mom scrolls quiet at the table Thumb shaking over every post Brother’s yelling through the drywall Like he’s preaching to a ghost It’s that red and blue forever Same street Same church Same town Everybody drawing their little battle lines On the same worn-out ground We keep losing in the middle Where the love used to live Red and blue forever And nobody learns to give (oh) Fourth of July on the cul-de-sac Coolers lined up in the yard Uncle swears he won Thanksgiving By taking every question too far Fireworks bloom over silence Plastic plates piled high We all watch the same colors Painting different skies It’s that red and blue forever Same street Same church Same town Everybody drawing their little battle lines On the same worn-out ground We keep losing in the middle Where the love used to live Red and blue forever And nobody learns to give What if we’re both wrong? What if we’re both right? What if every flag Needs another set of stripes? Passing down the anger Hand-me-down hate Hearts on standby Waiting for a break (oh) It’s that red and blue forever Same street Same church Same town Everybody drawing their little battle lines On the same worn-out ground We keep losing in the middle Where the love used to live Red and blue forever Til someone dares to give Track from the upcoming EP "Shaken Or Stirred"

(This song is dedicated to Jack Kerouac and all searchers) Oh the nights that I've wasted In a hellish pursuit All the hours I've spent chasin' Nothin' new All the fires that I've tasted Tryin' to find somethin' true All the nights I laid wasted Wishin' I could find you So tell me why Why I can't be happy Why I can't Why I can't be happy Oh the ones who forsake me Try to bring me to shame The woman I once loved She never knew my name Oh the friends who betrayed me Some are drunk some insane But I gave them all my love I'd do it all again So tell me why Why I can't be happy Why I can't Why I can't be happy Track from the upcoming EP "Shaken Or Stirred"

Heavy Metal meets Techno meets Brass = Mars Metal, enjoy. Track from the upcoming EP "Mars Metal"

Taken from the album "Casa Organica 2", organic house and techno tunes for dancers and headphone junkies, enjoy.

Heavy Metal meets Techno meets Brass = Mars Metal, enjoy. Track from the upcoming EP "Mars Metal"

Taken from the album "Casa Organica 2", organic house and techno tunes for dancers and headphone junkies, enjoy.

Taken from the album "Casa Organica 2", organic house and techno tunes for dancers and headphone junkies, enjoy.

Taken from the album "Casa Organica 2", organic house and techno tunes for dancers and headphone junkies, enjoy.

Taken from the album "Casa Organica 2", organic house and techno tunes for dancers and headphone junkies, enjoy. Part 1 of this track you can find here: https://soundcloud.com/blindwalkerg/we-are-the-ghost

Taken from the album "Casa Organica 2", organic house and techno tunes for dancers and headphone junkies, enjoy.

Taken from the album "Casa Organica 2", organic house and techno tunes for dancers and headphone junkies, enjoy.

What if it's only chemistry And we got no connection? How can I know if this is love? How can I know if this is love? What if we lose the feeling And there's nothing that's left then? How can I know if this is love? How can I know if this is love? The love I want It isn't what I got And I can't tell if I'm Givin' up Or if I gave it a shot If I can't know Then I can't know If I can't know Then I can't know If I can't know Then I can't know If I can't know Then I can't know I think you really care about me But how do I know? How can I know if this is love? How can I know if this is love? How do I know when it's the real thing Or if it's nothin' at all? How can I know if this is love? How can I know if this is love? The love I want It isn't what I got And I can't tell if I'm Givin' up Or if I gave it a shot If I can't know Then I can't know If I can't know Then I can't know If I can't know Then I can't know If I can't know Then I can't know Taken from the upcoming 4-Track EP "Velvet Opium"

Room goes soft when the needle finds the groove Candle breeze, slow halo, old wood remembers you Guitar strums like a tide, pulls the light away Words fall like feathers and settle where we stay Music like opium, curling 'round my throat Velvet kind of silence, an echo I can't choke Music like opium, came to set a mark Helps to stand the silence and surrender to the dark Windows sweating moonshine, noise a distant drum Your voice a slow confession, soft as the coming sun Hands in pockets of the night, fingers count the beats Every note’s a sleepy promise, folding me in sheets Music like opium, curling 'round my throat Velvet kind of silence, an echo I can't choke Music like opium, came to set a mark Helps to stand the silence and surrender to the dark There is a silvery voice where the melody rest I taste your name in minor keys on my chest Time passes gently—no rush to part Under the ceiling, we let the listening start Music like opium, curling 'round my throat Velvet kind of silence, an echo I can't choke Music like opium, came to set a mark Helps to stand the silence and surrender to the dark So play it low, play it long—let the night forget its name We’ll drift where sound remembers how to love without a claim Taken from the 4-Track EP "Velvet Opium"

And now I'm walking in a sunset lounge And I can hear the music (I can hear the music) And I see all the people there moving Now I'm walking in a sunset lounge And I can hear the music (I can hear the music) And I see all the people there moving And now I'm walking in a sunset lounge And I can hear the music (I can hear the music) And I see all the people there moving Now I like to listen to soft music And I love to dance with cool moves And now I like to listen to soft music And I love to dance with cool moves And now I like to listen to soft music And I love to dance with cool moves And now I like to listen to soft music And I love to dance with cool moves And now I'm walking in a sunset lounge And I can hear the music (I can hear the music) And I see all the people there moving And now I'm walking in a sunset lounge And I can hear the music (I can hear the music) And I see all the people there moving And now I like to listen to soft music (chill to the music) And I love to dance with cool moves And now I like to listen to soft music (chill to the music) And I love to dance with cool moves And now I like to listen to soft music (chill to the music) And I love to dance with cool moves And now I like to listen to soft music (chill to the music) And I love to dance with cool moves Taken from the upcoming 4-Track EP "Velvet Opium"

I wrote a sad song You should listen I wrote a sad song About how it feels to be wrong So many times And how it feels to be hurt And how it feels to feel like dirt To be thrown away And thrown around And I can't explain the things that I've been through In any way but through Song Pressin' it all into a song Yeah So I don't feel it anymore Don't feel it anymore Pressin' it all into a song So I don't feel it anymore Don't feel it anymore I wrote a sad song And it sounds kinda pretty It's been goin' well for me They love a tragedy And so do I As long as it ain't mine Yeah I can't explain the things that I've been through In any way but through Song Pressin' it all into a song So I don't feel it anymore Don't feel it anymore Pressin' it all into a song So I don't feel it anymore Don't feel it anymore Don't feel it anymore Don't feel it anymore Don't feel it anymore Don't feel it anymore Pressin' it all into a song So I don't feel it anymore Don't feel it anymore Pressin' it all into a song So I don't feel it anymore Don't feel it anymore Pressin' it all into a song So I don't feel it anymore Don't feel it anymore Pressin' it all into a song So I don't feel it anymore Don't feel it anymore Pressin' it all into a song So I don't feel it anymore Don't feel it anymore Pressin' it all into a song So I don't feel it anymore Don't feel it anymore Taken from the upcoming 4-Track EP "Velvet Opium"

Track from the EP "Mushroom Boom", let the party start.

Track from the EP "Mushroom Boom", let the party start.

Track from the EP "Mushroom Boom", let the party start.

Track from the EP "Mushroom Boom", let the party start.

Track from the album "Casa Organica" Welcome to Casa Organica. Feel free, be yourself and find some chakras. Peace.

Track from the album "Casa Organica" Welcome to Casa Organica. Feel free, be yourself and find some chakras. Peace.

Track from the album "Casa Organica" Welcome to Casa Organica. Feel free, be yourself and find some chakras. Peace.

Track from the album "Casa Organica" Welcome to Casa Organica. Feel free, be yourself and find some chakras. Peace.

Track from the album "Casa Organica" Welcome to Casa Organica. Feel free, be yourself and find some chakras. Peace.

Track from the album "Casa Organica" Welcome to Casa Organica. Feel free, be yourself and find some chakras. Peace.

Track from the album "Casa Organica" Welcome to Casa Organica. Feel free, be yourself and find some chakras. Peace.

One person moves Then two, then ten A shoeprint spark At the food court end Phones come up fast Heads start to turn Like a match in grass You can feel it burn Nobody planned For the whole room to lean One little step Turns into a scene Flashmob, flashmob Watch us bloom Flashmob, flashmob Fill the room One heartbeat Then a wave Flashmob, flashmob We all wake up brave By the escalator We split and spin Grandma laughs out loud And she jumps right in Security frowns But the grin stays on Even the tired cashier Starts singing along One hand rises Then another, too What was separate Turns into you Flashmob, flashmob Watch us bloom Flashmob, flashmob Fill the room One heartbeat Then a wave Flashmob, flashmob We all wake up brave For a minute The whole world bends Strangers move like They’ve been friends A little courage Makes a giant sound When we come together The floor shakes down Flashmob, flashmob Watch us bloom Flashmob, flashmob Fill the room One heartbeat Then a wave Flashmob, flashmob We all wake up brave Flashmob, flashmob Say it loud One small spark Can move a crowd Track from the experimental 4-Track EP "Flashmob"

Track from the album "Casa Organica" Welcome to Casa Organica. Feel free, be yourself and find some chakras. Peace.

Track from the album "Casa Organica" Welcome to Casa Organica. Feel free, be yourself and find some chakras. Peace.

Track from the album "Casa Organica" Welcome to Casa Organica. Feel free, be yourself and find some chakras. Peace.

Track from the album "Casa Organica" Welcome to Casa Organica. Feel free, be yourself and find some chakras. Peace.

Track from the album "Casa Organica" Welcome to Casa Organica. Feel free, be yourself and find some chakras. Peace.

Headphones or Dancefloor, both work, your choice Track from the album "Planet Trip"

Good morning world. A little energizer for breakfast? Track from the album "Planet Trip"

Paris is Black Paris is Black Paris is Black So I'm black in Paris Where they think the future is yellow The Chinese know the roads But I'm like "What's yellow?" My friend used to live in the suburbs But he became "one of them" He no longer eats the same food He looks like a white And he also says the same things The police often stop me 'Cause I have dreadlocks My ID card's never enough for them Because of my skin color I often lose my temper The neighborhood guy told me "Paris is Black" Paris is Black Paris is Black Paris is Black Paris is Black If I don't smile They call me "Papa" They don't know that I'm mad at everything The job applications I send out are ignored But I know I'm not the only one I'm in the city of fashion My natural hair isn't in fashion And my accent is out of fashion The men here prefer to hide me They say "It wouldn't be serious if it was in the States" But Paris is Black Paris is Black Paris is Black Paris is Black Paris is Black The first time I went back to Africa My little brother asked me "What's Paris like?" I said "Paris is beautiful But Paris is Black" He asked me what that meant I said "You'll understand when you go there" 'Cause in Paris The taxis don't stop for us And in Paris Even the bread looks at us funny And in Paris There's the Eiffel Tower and the museums But we don't see them No We don't see them 'Cause in Paris We have work to do Paris It makes you crazy Paris It keeps you on your toes Paris It's a battleground [Chorus] Paris is Black Paris is Black Paris is Black Paris is Black This is the dance version of the track "Paris Is Black" from the album "Culture Clash"

Lately I've been losin' all my faith It happened when you came and went away The day after yesterday The day after yesterday All my life I had known you Always felt it to be true But I met you in a day The day after yesterday Maybe You could be my better way Could you come and show me someday? The day after yesterday The day after yesterday All my life I had known you Always felt it to be true But I met you in a day The day after yesterday Track from the album "Flashmob"

Heaven is not the place to be When the party is in hell And the fire of the devil is in her eyes When the beat drops The beat drops The beat drops I think the band sold their souls They're never off-key and their music is free When the beat drops The beat drops The beat drops It's a double meaning when they say She's a hot girl It sounds so demeaning When they call you A good girl It's a double meaning when they say She's a hot girl It sounds so demeaning When they call you A good girl I'm sure heaven is a lovely place Where people only say nice things to your face But There's something so sweet About the bass Bass Bass Heaven's nice But The vibe isn't right When you know you can feel alive When the bass drops The bass drops The bass drops It's a double meaning when they say She's a hot girl It sounds so demeaning When they call you A good girl It's a double meaning when they say She's a hot girl It sounds so demeaning When they call you A good girl Good girls go to heaven But bad girls have more fun If you want to have fun If you want to have fun If you want to have fun Then Come on Heaven is not the place to be When the party is in hell And the fire of the devil is in her eyes When the beat drops The beat drops The beat drops I think the band sold their souls They're never off-key and their music is free When the beat drops The beat drops The beat drops Track from the experimental 4-Track EP "Flashmob"

You see them galloping in a field of stars Not just another night in my arms And you know what I'm thinking when you say it out loud I'm not sure but let's not talk about it now And if you say you can see horses on the moon I'll believe you I'll believe you I'll believe you I'll believe you There's something special about the way you look Is there a page I can tear out of your book? It might be fiction but you're tellin' me the truth Ain't no friction when I give myself to you And if you say you can see horses on the moon I'll believe you I'll believe you I'll believe you I'll believe you And if you're worried about how it might end There's no need to think about it now And if you're worried about how it might end There's no need to think about it now And if you're worried about how it might end There's no need to think about it now And if you're worried about how it might end There's no need to think about it now And if you say you can see horses on the moon I'll believe you I'll believe you I'll believe you I'll believe you Track from the experimental 4-Track EP "Flashmob"

Headphones or Dancefloor, both work, your choice Track from the album "Planet Trip"

It's never the right time Is it? Things go wrong Things go right It's the same It's never the right time Is it? I look for the light in your face There are no rules to this And it makes me wonder if Maybe now's our time Maybe now's our time Maybe now's our time Is it? It's never the right time Is it? There's a power out in every neighborhood It's never the right time Is it? So we wander around Stumbling through the dark There are no rules to this And it makes me wonder if Maybe now's our time Maybe now's our time Maybe now's our time Is it? Track from the experimental 4-Track EP "Flashmob"

Headphones or Dancefloor, both work, your choice Track from the album "Planet Trip"

Same old ceiling Same four walls Thoughts keep racing Talking too loud Keys on the counter Phone on the bed If I stay in here I’ll lose my head So we stay out all night Just to not go crazy Spinning under dim lights Till the world feels hazy Laughing at nothing Like it might just save me We stay out all night Just to not go crazy (hey!) Lines for the bathroom Drink in your hand You say “how you holding?” I say “I can’t” But then the chorus Hits like a friend Bodies around me Make sense again So we stay out all night Just to not go crazy Spinning under dim lights Till the world feels hazy Laughing at nothing Like it might just save me We stay out all night Just to not go crazy (oh yeah) If we stop moving What comes chasing? If we stop joking What breaks first? Hold my shoulders Keep me shaking I feel safer On this edge of worse So we stay out all night Just to not go crazy Spinning under dim lights Till the world feels hazy Laughing at nothing Like it might just save me We stay out all night Just to not go crazy Track from the album "Culture Clash"

Morning tilts its hat, the kettle sings our tune Your slippers tap a rhythm on the kitchen floor Newspapers shout thunder, the sun says goodbye to the moon And your smile folds the headlines till they matter no more We trade small conspiracies over buttered toast Plan no empires — just the next small, honest thing Hold my hand like a secret, like a lighthouse to the coast And the world, for one slow minute, forgets its sting Tiny revolutions — you and I against the grey Turning weekday coffee into something brave and bright Tiny revolutions — gentle as a child's play We start a little wild with every ordinary night Windows keep our footprints, chalked in sunlight and rain Neighbors nod like soldiers to a parade of two We tie our laces tighter and walk through minor pain Singing tiny anthems that feel like something new Tiny revolutions — you and I against the grey Turning weekday coffee into something brave and bright Tiny revolutions — gentle as a child's play We start a little wild with every ordinary night Track from the album "Tiny Revolutions"

Headphones or Dancefloor, both work, your choice Track from the album "Planet Trip"

Headphones or Dancefloor, both work, your choice Track from the album "Planet Trip"

Headphones or Dancefloor, both work, your choice Track from the album "Planet Trip"

You call me up Say you’re outside Old sweatshirt That crooked smile We drive around our quiet town Windows down Just killing miles Let’s pretend some good times never had to end Let’s pretend we’re alright Young again We can laugh like we don’t know what we’ve been through Let’s pretend some good times were never overdue Cheap ice cream and plastic spoons Talking trash on the afternoon You tell the jokes you always tell I laugh too hard I know them well Let’s pretend some good times never had to end Let’s pretend we’re alright Young again We can laugh like we don’t know what we’ve been through Let’s pretend some good times were never overdue Maybe we’re just borrowing light (oh yeah) From a sky that’s already dark But I’ll hold this borrowed night Like it’s the start Like it’s the start Let’s pretend some good times never had to end Let’s pretend we’re alright Young again We can laugh like we don’t know what we’ve been through Let’s pretend some good times Let’s pretend some good times Were always me and you Track from the album "Culture Clash"

Paper crowns On plastic chairs Smiling for A thousand empty prayers They sign their names In crayon on the war plans High on power Low on any real plans We lit the match They poured the gas Simple minds in a house of glass Clapping while the headlines burn Saying “how were we to learn?” We built a throne from every lie Watched them set the world on fire And they just stare into the glow Saying “how were we to know?” Big red buttons Labeled “just for show” They press them laughing Watch the numbers grow Every promise Written in disappearing ink Every crisis Met with “we don’t have to think” We lit the match They poured the gas Simple minds in a house of glass Clapping while the headlines burn Saying “how were we to learn?” We built a throne from every lie Watched them set the world on fire And they just stare into the glow Saying “how were we to know?” They pass the blame Like a midnight cigarette (take a drag) Shrug it off Say it’s “as good as it gets” (as it gets) If every fool is holding power Tell me who’s left to kill the tower? We lit the match They poured the gas Simple minds in a house of glass Clapping while the headlines burn Saying “how were we to learn?” We built a throne from every lie Watched them set the world on fire And they just stare into the glow Saying “how were we to know?” Track from the album "Tiny Revolutions"

In the mornin' before the dew Before my granddad knew What the sun might bring I'd hear my granddad sing With his worn-out cowboy boots And his ole straw hat to boot A look that never looked so good You'd swear it was Hollywood When grandpa played the blues And grandma sang along You knew it wouldn't be long Till everyone was feelin' good When he sang his old sad song He'd get to cryin' on his own About all the things that he had lost And what his travelin' had cost He'd look up to the sky He'd think of God and cry His eyes would glisten and shine Then he'd sing for the good times When grandpa played the blues And grandma sang along You knew it wouldn't be long Till everyone was feelin' good Track from the album "Dub Country Essentials Vol. 1"

Headphones or Dancefloor, both work, your choice Track from the album "Planet Trip"