OBSESSION’S NOT A PERFUME

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 It’s a logical conclusion

No time for turning back

Obsession’s shut the door on you

That’s a thing they call payback

 

Obsession’s not a perfume

It’s just a self-centred private curse

An ever-growing cancer

You’re not the cure; you’re not the nurse

 

You’re in denial about the gathering up

Of all the hearts you led astray

Yet when those broken hearts cried for you

You pinned them on a green hill faraway

 

You turn sweet dreams into nightmares

You can do it with just a smile

You sold your soul for a lock of my hair

Kept it hidden away in some old file

 

It’s a logical conclusion?

Is that a window or just a crack?

Obsession’s outside looking in

‘If you want it darker’ paint it black 

(a ‘work in progress’ fresh off the pen lyric waiting for a bit of melody magic)

The new album will be on its way soon but for now here’s and old number, the original version of ‘Sunlight & The Dust’ – as opposed to the version on my ‘Dream Rescuer’ album. I hope you enjoy;

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About Zoolon

‘Zoolon Hub’ is the name of my business. I am a songwriter and sound artist from the UK going by the name of George Blamey-Steeden. For what it’s worth, I have a First-Class BA (Hons) in Creative Music Technology and decided to put the skills I picked up studying, plus those I taught myself to good use by running my own company. That way, I keep hold of the reins of my own creativity.

25 Responses

  1. The second I read “paint it black,” the Rolling Stones came to mind. Talk about brain-washing…and I don’t even like much of their music! Pish. Anyway, I’m wondering about the instruments for “Obsession”–guitar, you think? Piano doesn’t seem like it will carry the right sort of weight. ‘Course, I could be full of it, and you can tell me to piss off…
    There’s something about “Sunlight and the Dust” that makes me think of a beach front day just gone to hell, and the beachgoer is just ground into the sand, bitter, watching the sunset and full of darkness inside.
    …maybe I need more coffee this early in the morning…

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