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Frequencies

by Sinclair Soul

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1.
City Blues 04:55
Like all crazy cats, we crave the sunshine While we still curse the light And like all soaring birds, we have a fantastic view but... We rarely contemplate wrong from right Justify the means towards an end ‘Til it appears that dragon fire is our only friend What will come up, that is never quite clear But everything falls down eventually, that’s for sure The world outside moving at a different speed Do we still have everything we need? Like all sentient beasts, we long to join the feast For this we’ll do what we must But if given the power of invisibility Would we still tend to be good and just? Or justify the means towards an end ‘Cause it appears that dragon fire is our only Dragon fire is our only friend Oh ah, justify a means towards an end Oh, dragon fire is our only friend What will come up, that is never quite clear But everything falls down eventually, that’s for sure The world outside us moving at a different speed Do we still have everything, everything, everything we need? Oh... Everything we need, oh oh woh oh
2.
Well, I hope she will forgive you when you meet again in Lower Eden After all you did abandon her, left her all alone and bleedin’ Now it's too late to run, you’ve got nowhere to run This transaction is done and the note has come due The fate trepidation now rules I awoke from my slumber to discover a tyrannical lover She said she had my best interests held up high if I’d subside and suffer And it’s too late to run, now my bondage has begun At the barrel of her gun and there’s nothing I can do The dream of liberation fell through Soon I will need to tune to a frequency… Beyond terrified, paranoid cowardly existence Miles, oh so many miles yet to cover at a... Velocity paced with fortitude and persistence The escape around the Cape was more Torturous than the actual captivity Some indication, realization, Quick summation of one’s own mortality Time will wash away every prime at a frequency… Beyond angst, anxiety, alarm and apprehension The game is so much harder to name but it refreshes… The vitality and extinguishes the tension I hope she will forgive you when you meet again in Lower Eden No, no, no, no She won’t forget about it, she won’t forgive! She will not show you any grace The full consequences you’ll face Oh, oh, oh woh oh oh Oh, oh, oh woh oh oh Ooh..
3.
From any honest fair review there’s no way to say This life hasn’t been true For surely this is the land of plenty But on reflection some, one must confess that there is slight duress So we now traverse with the journey more gently For we are not the gods that we thought we might’ve been At an earlier time And sometimes we struggle to stay measured Eventually it comes to pass that These things don’t last at a level sublime And so we must maintain that which we most treasure Fear not my girl for I have a new plan in the works A thunderous venture with fine perks I know everything is going to be alright I know everything is going to be alright There is this reservoir, an untapped pool of light I know everything is going to be alright Worry not my girl, we'll win in this world With any sense of rationale, the here and now gives us what we need So this should be the time to cherish all Though it may take some wisdom to ponder some, to take much heed And be on guard against the fall Worry not my girl, I have a fresh and brand new scheme A beautiful road map to the dream I know everything is going to be alright I know everything is going to be alright There is a treasure map to help guide us through the night I know everything is going to be alright Worry not my girl, we will win in this world Searchin’ for an adjective that can describe just how to live In the most fruitful, useful way Searchin’ for an adverb there or something to compare Or express what I need to say I have soared above the mountains And I’ve seen beyond the graying mist I have crawled beneath the ocean floors And felt the motion, the core of everything that exists I know everything is going to be alright I know everything is going to be alright This is a labyrinth with hairpin turns so tight But I know everything, oh everything…..oh Oh, everything, everything’s alright, everything, everything’s alright Such an expert complex maze which we must traverse tonight Oh, but everything everything’s alright - oh, oh
4.
No 04:32
Approached her prudently and looked her in the eye Couldn’t really explain why Although this man is shy he has a message This era of the tyranny will finally elapse Within a day or two, perhaps It’s time to seize all we can grasp in search of vestige But as this case was heard She found it quite absurd and she said 'no' No reason to construe, no further comment due She just said 'no' She seems to want me just to be her garbage man But she won’t let me wash my hands You have got to understand it’s quite unnerving But who sounds jealous now? It’s certainly not me I’m a man of destiny Who exists so honestly and is thus deserving But as my song was sung, a louder bell was rung When she said 'no' My ego torn to shreds, doomed to cold and lonely beds Once she said 'no' She's the one who blames the fireman for the fire, The gods for her desire, but may I inquire? No No No No No And now they try to make me say Some words that I don't speak As they assume my will is weak And that I'll turn the other cheek And perhaps I'm past my peak Well, I don't think so We may just get along Once we acknowledge who we are Cease from gazing off too far Accept the beauty with the scars Squeeze tones from our guitars, and let it be so Let it be so (no!) so (no!) so (no no no no no no, no) Let it be so (no!) so (no!) so (no no no no no no, no) Let it be so (no!) so (no!) so (no no no no no no, no)
5.
Kick It 02:34
I sweared you’d never dare to kick it That you really really really didn’t care enough to nix it A cynical view of the common crowd Led to seeing yourself in a light too proud With an undeserved dose of self congratulation To be fair I will share just how you kicked it Share it well Share a bare faced ruse executed Since you really really really had stressed that you’d never do it No span of sloth can ever pay off ‘Less you hop aboard a gravy train for a ticket cost Of serfdom, bondage, yoke, thrall and subjugation Now wear the stained cloak that you looted Don’t you wear it well Such a vacuum in your eyes, Such a tangled web of endless compromise With just a tiny bit of humanity for show Synthetic life of vile and sleaze Sending blessings to yourself every time you sneeze While trapped inside a weeded garden that overgrows I dared that you'd never care to kick it And it would really really really rip and tear you up to nix it A misguided notion of the common man Led to losing focus on just where you stand Hence you’re due to face a brutal flagellation Is it fair to compare just how you kicked it? Fair to tell?
6.
Sweet woman beloved, the best part of my life A thousand mandolins strike a chord When you come into my sight An iron dove who rescued me from the strife Of a thousand perilous holes Along the road on a pitch black night When will I see you again? It’s imperative that my reasoning be cleansed On the scorching sands of my mythology I will recite my ultimate apology So this may mend and then we’ll see, what shall be Should I leap in that ravine? The bottomless hole of my dreams My heart says yes, my head says no But will I go? God only knows Crazy fellow riders, dancing on the brink Seems like every generation designs Its own distinct dramatization We flew into the sun, bounced along the moon Before drifting off to the dark side of Mars In search of a new tune When will I see you again? I reach the crest of hill and a desert appears without end Within the stinging winds of this reality Is it possible to get beyond the vanity, and simply tend? Tend to my soul? Where did it go? In some secret, camouflaged lake Filled with all my past mistakes Where I'll retrieve the rest of me But will I go? God only knows We've done our best to craft the finest nest But sometimes our deeds do not succeed In being interpreted We rose above to master to the laws of love But at times that vision was met with derision And hurt for us What comes around to keep us on the ground? Some kind of charm that’ll bring Some magic karma thing, artistic justice But if the house comes crumblin' down And you're exiled from your hometown Without getting your due, the air's ten shades of blue Just don't fall through Because I'll never give up on you
7.
Life’s an ever unwinding wonder Love is a wild and a wonderful wreck We all perk up at the sound of thunder We’ll all be alert once we start that trek In the summertime, in the sweet summertime In quest of new rhyme, in the summertime Casual times that go uncounted Some elevated to a melodious zone Critical lines that start discounted Complex chords within a compound tone In the summertime, in the sweet summertime Drawing air that’s fine in the sweet, sweet, summertime Perhaps we’ll just sit back and ponder some more Before launching an attack on the troubadour But what was that all really for? I have got no time to connive your crazy crimes It is summertime and it’s sweet, sweet Why can’t you just step up and swing correctly? Or simply state your point of view directly? Verdure, vitality, we know now this won’t last long A mature morality craves exercise from the strong And a hunger for the song Here it is, here it is, here it is
8.
Theodore Sinatra went and filled his pack And he told his Mama, he ain't never coming back Going to a bonfire, a sacred free-for-all, a so much higher call He rehearsed his mantra, repeating it with lust Vowing the ancient dogma will be pulverized to dust But then he made a wrong turn while on the way, And found himself astray As a dirty white hippie with a black mask and a cup full of glue Brimming with self-righteousness from blue hair to brown shoe Unsure of his destination and with no imagination, He got himself lost in a zone, All alone, on the streets of the real world, Filled with trash and with bones In just under an hour, he sought help from the man, Betraying his own stand On a worn old glider, with a hand-held device Teddy watched his old comrades efforts to entice Oh, how he had missed his moment, How he lost his spot and now he feels the rot As a dirty white hippie, unmasked and re-caged in his zoo Consigned to Mama's basement where ambitions will now stew, So bitter and so blue, he knows not what he’s next to do Oh, he cannot figure out what to do, he’s only wishing he had a clue For he just wants, just wants to be part of something Just wants to succeed at anything, anything, anything, anything But he lacks originality, and he’s not graced with creativity He must be told exactly what to do, when to do, how to do, why to do So years go by and time slips into infinity Grounding him down daily bit by bit, bit by bit, bit by bit, bit by bit 'Til he's a bitter old tipsy has-been all alone In the nude Screaming at imaginary mice with attitude
9.
I pray for mercy and I pray for grace To meet the confrontation we face And reach the souls trapped beyond the wall Although there’s cancer loaded in the gun We can still refrain from shooting anyone And shrewdly embrace a much higher call Beyond these clouds, it’s all there The antidote to every new despair Just need to scratch and claw a way A conduit through the gloomy day, So we can find ourselves in a better room, Just like on that rainy April afternoon Reconcile the bond from years ago I beg for mercy and I beg for tact While ever-reeling from this sneak attack Can no longer afford to lack in positive words For there is ground that must be tread upon Without wasting yet another dawn Let’s seize the chance to let it all be heard Beyond these clouds it exists A conscientious world within our midst And love alone can harmonize any dissonant tone So let’s go find a space which we both condone And toss away the remnants of the dastardly stone Reconnect with songs from years ago Beyond it all still exists, a peaceful, loving world within our midst And love alone can harmonize any dissonant tone, Clear away that which we cannot condone, and find a way To a place of confluence, of decorum, joy and gracefulness, We’ll find a way, ooh ooh, do do do do, we’ll find a way always
10.
I offered my shoulder to console her pain But she launched into a screed of what she hates about love I said if she was cold I’d bring her in from the rain But she obsessed about the things that she hates about love Those wild nights with fevered appetites, Alluring only towards one another Forging sublime new passionate rhymes And never thinking about any other I begged for her sufferance but she turned me away And then noted a new thing that she hates about love I tried to give her the promise of some better way But she couldn’t see a day when she'd hate less than love Things monotonous, a less-than-passionate kiss Doing nothing of interest together Just familiar scenes and automated routines Actually chatting about the weather She said I would forfeit one way or another, She would put me on that rack and go and hire Barry's brother To twist ‘til I'm ten feet tall, resist and I'm against the wall Well, screw that man, I just want out, I’ll relinquish my claim and I’ll promise not to shout Just show me to the nearest door I don't want to die in here anymore Now there’s quieter nights with opportunities slight And all the days keep running together Where we once had a style with a tone febrile There’s no hope things are gonna get better No! She didn't like love, threw it away, Now she hides away, far away, just stay away from my dreams
11.
Waterfall cascading down Refreshing bliss saturates the fringes of my crown, Synthetic rocky mound She gently rises up the mountain side She beckons me to but I’d just as soon prefer to skip that ride Swallowing my pride I know you’ll wait (you’ll wait), I know you will I know you’ll wait, because I know you well Reflecting on the moment in this garden of stone Appreciating where and when each one has been grown Sitting alone recalling sweet memories of home Conducting tones from the various bones Emblazoned all around this garden of stone Accordion roars at 99 decibels, A searing cacophony that blasts every perception straight to hell But it’s futile to try to quell The rolling thunder keeps rumblin’ on down, A soft energy which radiates throughout the sacred ground As something steady and round I found my place (my place) there at your dining hall table, Cannot erase every historical fable Still I recognize the treasure in this garden of stone Appreciate the artistry in making a home, A cherished zone to croon a variety of tones Skeletal clones of the things that I’ve owned Emblazoned everywhere I recognize an Alamo may be in my future, A chamber bereft of a single escape door Oh, oh but nothing’s the same as it was before And it will never be the same from now ‘til evermore, Except in my core Incalescence through the day, illumination at night Once in a while a subtle, quenching breeze Really makes it feel so right As I wait for her to descend from beyond the trees ‘Though those trees seem so imposing at times, Existing more than just to please But the blues are the blues (I choose to sing the blues) Why did I choose? (I choose to sing the blues, yeah) Within this garden of stone I planted my rock song so many years ago Well, I was jaded and thrown but was far from the wrong Those many years ago Can she now see me in Nashville? (Yes she can) Provide some brief in Asheville? (Yes she can!) There are banners flying everywhere (I really don’t know what they mean) Do they symbolize joy or despair? (Don’t really know what they mean!) They are everywhere, waving in the air, Is it joy or despair? Why should I care? ‘Cause I made it there on that lonely chair, another souvenir Along the road we all must travel on Waterfall cascading down, Sink my feet in a murky, grimly puddle underground, Some seven shades of brown I know you’ll wait (you’ll wait), I know you will, It’s not too late, for we’re still alive and well If we recognize this moment in our garden of stone Appreciate the lives upon which this has been grown Never alone in reviving those memories of home Everlasting tones, organically grown Emblazoned everywhere
12.
I have walked this path consistently With no false illusions of a mass affinity Just pressed on through the way illuminated by Truth Never burdened by much hypocrisy For better or for worse it has always been me Right up through this very day From that crazy haze of youth Oh, so free to make every mistake meant to be well, It’s not like I can go and find another soul So, to be right through the bliss-filled days and cheerful nights I now present myself upon that dusty shelf Of everything I’ve known On and on and on the wheel keeps on turning, Rotations of quest, revolutions of learning With each spin getting a little more worn over time From that dawn of forever with eternal fuel burning I must carry on through the winter of yearning ‘Til my self-heated source is exhausted from the climb But oh, so pure, that belief in an ultimate cure While knowing you can’t go find another soul So, to stay right Through the saddest days and passionless nights ‘Til I present my best, accomplished manifest With everything I’ve known, everything I know Everything I know, every high and low, every thought I sow, Every seed I grow, every card I show, every burden I tow Every single burden that I tow... Shine love lights the way, all that is fate, all the design is mine…. Love lights the way, all I create, all that is mine will shine… (Everything I know, every breath that flows, Every speck of my soul)

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Produced by Ric Albano
Recorded in Pennsylvania at 8 Days a Week, Saturation Acres and Cygnus Wave studios in 2022 and 2023.
Engineered by Paul Smith, Bret Alexander and Ric Albano.
Mixed by Ric Albano
Mastered by Bret Alexander

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released December 31, 2023

Ric Albano - guitars, bass, keyboards, lead vocals
Bret Alexander - guitars, mandolin, dobro, keyboards, backing vocals
Ron Simasek - drums, percussion
Hana Muftic-Globisch - backing and secondary lead vocals

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Sinclair Soul Harrisburg, Pennsylvania

Sinclair Soul is an original rock and roll project by producer and composer Ric Albano.with guitarist Bret Alexander and drummer Ron Simasek. The music is a diverse breath of rock influenced from the classic era with a modern twist. In late 2023, the group will release it's fifth original album entitled "Frequencies".. ... more

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