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The Bee Side

by RIDGE

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1.
Below 05:08
YOU SIT THERE STARING THROUGH THE WINDOW WONDERING WHERE IT ALL HAS GONE THE GOOD OLD TIMES - DRINKING, LAUGHING LIVING HERE UNDER THE SUN YOU DIDN’T HEED THE WARNINGS THAT THE END WAS COMING SOON SENDING ALL THE WEALTHY PEOPLE TO THEIR ENDS UPON THE MOON NOW - YOU - GOTTA - GO BELOW ONE OF THE FEW THAT’S BEEN FORSAKEN SO THE OTHERS CAN LIVE ON LEADING LIVES NOT CLOSE TO NORMAL THEY THINK THEY ARE THE LUCKY ONES THEY NEVER SHOWED YOU ANY MERCY ALWAYS THE BRUNT OF OTHERS JOKES NOW YOU ARE ALL EQUAL IT’S ALL GONE UP IN SMOKE NOW - YOU - GOTTA - GO BELOW WHAT YOU THINKING OF MY FRIEND EVERYTHING COMES TO AN END YOU CANNOT BREATHE - YOUR THROAT’S ON FIRE LUNGS FEEL ABOUT TO BURST SKIN IS DRYING GETTING TIGHTER WHAT WAITS FOR YOU CAN’T BE ANY WORSE NOW - YOU - GOTTA - GO BELOW WHAT YOU THINKING OF MY FRIEND EVERYTHING COMES TO AN END NOW - YOU - GOTTA - GO DOWN BELOW
2.
Cul De Sac 05:49
LOSING THE POWER SWITCHING IT OFF THROWING THE BREAKER BLOWING A FUSE NEED SOME DOWNTIME BY MYSELF A PLACE WITHOUT SOUND OR ANYTHING ELSE CLOSING THE DEAL PULLING IT OFF MAKING THE PROFIT FOR WHAT IT IS WORTH THERE’S ALWAYS A DOWNSIDE ALWAYS A CATCH SHUTTING THE DOOR LEAVE IT ON THE LATCH CUL DE SAC CUL DE SAC ANGRY WORDS MEANINGLESS VOICES ONE WAY STREET THE WRONG WAY ROUND DROPPING A NOTE PLAYING A WRONG CHORD MESS UP THE DOWNBEAT SINGING A WRONG WORD OUT FOR REVENGE OVER COMMON MISTAKES DEATH WISH DRIVER SOON TO BLEED HEAD ON FIRE TAKING TOO MUCH HEAT IT’S A CUL-DE-SAC IN A ONE-WAY-STREET
3.
Lost in a city of familiar strangers Mind on alert scanning for danger Icy rain freezing soaking your face Need to escape Get out this place Coloured lights flashing sales talk and warnings Car horns and sirens through darkness til dawn Drunken bystanders drift down the sidewalk Soon will be morning Time to move on Take another pill try to sleep my love They will be watching from deep in the shadows Close your eyes think only of me Sharp knives and arrows Are all you will see When the pain bites For one more time Inflicting a wound Carving a line Self harming angel Asleep in my bed I’ll work through the night to fix your head When the. Pain bites No drugs no booze no illicit substance Try to come down from all of your highs Gonna be hard to walk that fine line Get rid of the doubt And open your eyes Take another pill try to sleep my love They will be watching from deep in the shadows Close your eyes think only of me Sharp knives and arrows Are all you will feel When the pain bites For one last time Inflicting a wound Carving a line Self harming angel Asleep in my bed I’ll work through the night to fix your head When the pain bites
4.
SAD-EYED ARTIST SITTING IN AN EMPTY ROOM STARING AT A CANVAS FULL OF NOTHING HARDENED BRUSHES STREWN UPON THE FLOOR WISHING THERE WAS MORE TO THIS BROKEN DANCER LIMPING FROM HER DRESSING ROOM TRYING TO TELL HERSELF THE PAIN WILL GO STUMBLING ONE LAST TIME THRU THE STAGE DOOR PRAYING FOR NO MORE THAN THIS WEARY USHERETTE PICKING UP THE LITTER FROM THE MATINÉE FILLING UP A PAPER BAG WITH DISCARDED PAPERS FINDING THE ODD COIN OR NOTE FOR THE SOCIAL FUND HOPING FOR SOME MORE ALL OF THEM THE SAME NOT KNOWING EACH OTHER’S NAME TRIED TO DO THEIR BEST IN A JOB THEY NOW DETEST THEIR PASSION AT A LOW THE FURY OVERFLOWS BENDING OVER KEYS OF THE PIANO WITH DIMMLY LIT EYES HARD TO FOCUS ON THE STAVE IN FRONT OF HIM SHAKY HAND WRITING ON THE WORN OUT SCORE NOTES HE’S HEARD BEFORE NOTHING NEW FINGERS WRACKED IN PAIN ARTHRITIS AT IT’S WORST AGAIN DROPS THE PENCIL DOWN ONTO THE RUG BELOW STARTS TO BEND TO PICK IT UP - FALLS OVER AND HITS THE FLOOR ASKING HIMSELF WHY ME? ALL HIS SONGS THE SAME ANOTHER TUNE A DIFFERENT NAME HE KNOWS THEY’D NEVER LISTEN TO THE WORDS THAT HE WOULD PEN THE NOTES DON’T COME EASY NOW HE UNDERSTOOD THE RISK SEEMED LIKE A JOKE AT FIRST THE PENULTIMATE SACRIFICE PLAYING WITH LOADED DICE THE PLAGIARISTIC TRAIT A THING HE LEARNED TO HATE BUT COULDN’T RESIST ANYMORE

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The second EP release from my side project, 'RIDGE'.

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released April 21, 2021

All tracks written, performed, and produced by Raymie Wilson.

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Raymie Wilson Glasgow, UK

Singer/Songwriter and multi-instrumentalist, Raymie’s music lies in various genres. Classic Rock, Country, Americana and others. He likes a lyric with a good story to it. Some factual, others pure fantasy. He is a keen advocate of the DIY ethos. Everything; writing, performing, recording, producing and artwork. Even burning and printing CDs. With other projects in the pipeline. Watch this space ... more

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