all lyrics by MJ Moon and Traveller μ5985 unless otherwise stated

79% (A Song about nothing)

Oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh-oh, woah-ohhhhh

We find ourselves, moving slowly

Here to there and back again

Glaring at passing traffic

Giving nothing much away

This is a song, about nothing in particular

This is a song about nothing…

Find myself, battery discharged (79%)

System dump, memory drain

Energy expended

So here comes another refrain

This is a song, about nothing in particular

This is a song about nothing…

anhedonic

It’s too late now

The rain will fall

Birds migrate

Crane, swift, plover, redwing, kite

Time will tell

And it’s too late now

Too late now

It’s too late now

My battery’s low and it’s getting dark

Character development, narrative arc

Throwing a coin, into the stream

Searching for codes in the pattern of leaves

Treetop, elemental

Maps are unclear

Take your medicine nothing to fear…

The coin to a wish

Such realisations we relish

Stoma, coma, downward spiral

Collective visions viral

And it’s too late now

Too late now

It’s too late now

anticipation

Anticipation // Communication

Laying back, suspended here

Ends of my hairs to fingertips

Void consume me, thick like smoke

Teasing, pulling at my lips

Anticipation, growing every way

Communication, games we play

Anticipation

See you see me, eternity

Wavelength patterns, touch me, channel in

Be the moment, burn like fire

Searching for a might-have-been

Careening orb, life signs coming down today

Anticipation

Blinking eyes, look up

From tablet glare to open sky

All at once is never too much

Can I spirit you away, wave goodbye

Wave goodbye

Anticipation, growing every way

Communication, games we play

Anticipation

Deluge

Darkness surrounds, coming in waves

Lingering on every street corner drain

After the rain, night fall

Your eyes say so much, tell me nothing at all

After the rain, will we still be friends?

Transluscent shimmer, comes in colours

Stagnation preceeds, a big bang

I shiver, let’s pretend we grasped the meaning of the golden rule

Believe in the process, dive into the pool

She looks around with outstretched hands

And says “I only want you, to understand a part of us will never return“

Like a wanderer in a distant land, sometimes we need to roam

The coming rain sends the raven home

After the rain, will we still be friends?

Falling

Free falling, we're, free falling...

Cloudstream, we are floating through the dream

Stimulus, roller-coastering up there

Cloudstream, I think I saw our world around here somewhere...

Hold me close, don't ever let go, keep calling my name

Free falling, we're, Free falling...

Obscure, you think your thoughts

Think they're kinda pure

Reconsider our time

Cumulus hovers after the rain falls

Obscure, engulfed in cloud, Forever 21...

Hold me close, don't ever let go, keep calling my name

Free falling, we're, Free falling...

Nimbus, secluded...

Getting our heads lost in clouds.

Free falling, we're, Free falling...

Free falling

fourth way (lyric by Mark astronaut)

By the hidden weapons stations, that are guarded by Alsatians
In the bushes lay a young man, with some petrol, in an old can.
And he'd like to fire the building, catch the fuckers unaware,
But he won't of course, it's just enough to say that he was there

And the rich are sitting pretty round the table saying
"Pass the port, darling"
The kid is jacking up outside the weapons station
"Pass the port, darling"
And let us talk about the problem of the nation
"Pass the port, darling"
The smackheads in the system no one will resist them, got the disaffected ones who are neglected, give them all a New Deal hoping they wont see the light.

Bloke with nice tie, he's a good man, heterosexual with a good tan,
All the rhetoric from the Icon, was seductive but was based on
A pretence that we are free from interference of the state
Never mentioning the way that those in power operate

And the rich are down in Mayfair, buying salmon saying
"Pass the cash, darling"
My therapist says that this is good for me so I say
"Pass the cash, darling"
And let us settle down for my bililoquy,
"Pass the cash, darling"
And we are so deserving, and it is unnerving how the poor resent us, too much time is spent and we give them a New Deal, try to make the peasants sweat

Lubricated by some good wine, she said "darling, what's your star sign?",
Did a good deal, got a fine wage
Which they blew on, items new age
Now multicoloured beads and crystals show the way ahead
Rub their genitals with tiger balm before they go to... bed
Never think about the people sleeping under bridges

"Pass my chart, darling"
We used to follow Marx but now we toe the line
"Pass the chart, darling"
Our passion is misplaced our feelings anodyne
"Pass my chart, darling"
If Saturn is ascending, there's no point in spending, time to help each other, when we could discover, some elusive power, leave the poor alone to rot....

inevitable race

In this life // Only one thing is sure

Chaotic pace // No one asked for

The myth of homeostasis // Nothing stays the same

Nobody volunteered // To act on this stage

Let's take a breather

Rest up backstage

Familiar, reassuring tune

Comes from somewhere up ahead

Lyrics suggest it'll all be over soon

Inevitable race // Light speed guaranteed

Then a moment of calm

Something to cling on to

Familiar, reassuring tune

A warm embrace, from your sun

Reflected by your tiny insignificant moon

Inevitable race // Light speed guaranteed

Lunar reflections

Non-linear clarity

Inertial reference frame (more gravity)

Inevitable race // Light speed guaranteed

leaving home

We made this

Someone bless our mess

We planned to start leaving home

And it goes like this

Cratered Moon

Volcano history

They may ‘Pompei’ where to run

It goes on like this

Break out of here // Getting hotter

Leaving home

Neijuan

Tech bros in golden towers linger on

Part of my mission is listening

Secretly detonating worlds

Lava flows like this

rising

It's sinking in

My ears are burning

Skin is raw

Draw a blank, think tank

Voices hoarse in the corridors

Louder and louder, time and again

Sometimes it' s quiet

Do I know my face

When I take my own photo

Alone in an empty place

It's sinking in

Take our seats for the show, we're all tuned in

Televised, it's about to begin

Louder and louder, louder and louder, time and again

It's sinking in

I can breathe out, let go

What do you do, dude?

My pulse is racing

Hand on heart

Still breathing

Voices tear the walls apart

Louder and louder, louder and louder, time and again

Louder and louder...

robot ways (lyric by Mark astronaut)

Robot Ways, are all you're going to see

Robot days, pertain to you and me

And it seems so strange

But things get muddled in the mind of a robot

All that fame, you thought would never come

All that fame, it was bizarre to some

How you change(d)

But things get sticky in the psyche of a robot

When you gonna fall? When you gonna bleed?

Waiting for the call

That says "I think it's time, (alright), I think it's time (give it up) I think it's time I O.Ded"

Wasted days, are all you're going to see

Get screwed up, so charismatically

Dolce et decorum est, pro patria mori In the manner of a robot

Waiting to be found, face-down in your own vomit

You'll end up in the ground

And you wanted to be, you wanted to be, you know you wanted to be

A comet

You always wanted to be a comet

Your lifelong ambition was to be a comet…

shine

"Are they not shining?", the boy asked

"They're not the stars, son, that you see, you see"

"Why are you crying?" ... no reply

How long must we hide like this?

Can you see them shine? Can you see them shine? Can you see them shine?

Are they not shining, memories?

In all our minds, eons in time

The light you're seeing, long since blown out

Light a candle to the past and move forwards

Can you see them shine? Can you see them shine? Can you see them shine?

See them shine

the sound (paris 2013-2016)

Paris // Follow you, following me

You need some place to go

Go some place to need...

Lovers // Your light shines

Your money burns money

You kill your time with time

Stars

Our time walks past us in the night

Clarity // Air of revolution in the air

Resistance of evidence

The sound of we don't care...

Sing // Renew, resell, repeat

You make the sound of your town

Don't let me down

Stars

Our time walks past us in the night

Don't let me down, Paris town

There is no Data to Suggest that Astronauts Dream while in Outer Space

They'll be coming back soon

Something about a new moon

Paper tigers, in your imagination

Appropriation

Soviets are looking serene.

Astronauts never dream

I'm a good friend of a friend

See if we can't get the bends

Us are make believe

Simplify the process

Emancipation

Not becoming you and me

Astronauts never dream

What do I next, checklist, words on pages scan

Atomised by distraction, disorientation, luminescence complex

What do I do what I can but try,

Something's happening to my air supply

Moving backwards with such grace,

Collective conscious in collective face (punchdrunk)

Lunar stamps still seared to the dust,

There's nothing to chase them

Forever dust bowl race (sea of clouds)

In the end everything is replaced.

Think of a Future (between 1 and 10)

The future is near // sum multi-year

You just haven't heard of it

You just haven't heard about it yet

When the data centre’s plugged in

Leads to rhymes then to crimes

Spits 24th century hymns

Those powers pledge Death in foreign climes

Follow me // Another age

Simple as the turning of a page

You seek it you need it

There’s a Roman centurion

on a concrete roundabout

Fallen centuries of trees spinning round about it

The future is here // Sunny number, little clear

You just haven't thought of it yet

You just haven't thought about it yet