OWL GLIDES

On an evening summer heat , I play a beat that is on repeat
Nonchalant sensations no one can defeat
Through my wandering eyes 
Visuals come and go like my disguise
All that meets my eyes, I'll always recognize 
The truth joins the memories of lies 
Like a shadow you won't meet 
Fleeting missions through the night 
Steering secrets out of sight
Bopping... through each beat 
On a chilly evening that lacks the heat 
But I play it on repeat, a nonchalant sensation 
That no-one can beat.
Absorbing through my curious eyes 
Visuals come and go as often as my disguise 
Yet everything that meets my eyes
 I'll always recognize
On this solo night where the owl glides 
Bopping through each beat 
On a evening that lacks the heat.

BETTER LATE THAN NEVER
(lyrics by Ellie Quinn)

Out of the cosmos and the darkness of this space
Aiming towards the prison of limited time,
So far, it's been our typical rate,
So you know that I might be late
As your traveler towards our vanishing fate

A pull of temptation and reluctance
Is making us rotate, making us rotate,
My imagination is running as fast as I do 
Because of this mind-state,
This mind-state ....

Flying, riding, running late,
I'm trembling as you debate,
But I say, better late than never,
Better late than never,
Better late than never.

Through these hollow halos of the void,
Your voice seems to be getting clearer.
The distance shrinks,
 Then the desire suspends. 

You close the gate, you feel the fear,
Yet I am near deciding to disappear.
I am late but I’m finally here
I am too late even though you made it clear

But I say better late than never,
Better late than never
Even though you made it clear,
Somehow getting too close is our fear.