Willi Brown

Category: Song

  • Pass Me By

    Pass Me By

    Words and Music Willi Brown  Moving on leaving all your books behindpages falling from what I needForgot whatever I wanted to find,won’t remember what I once believed I’ll create my own confusionget my legend with room to spareI pray for patience and something oldto help me driver to get back there *Pass me by I’ve […]

  • So This Is (The Future)

    So This Is (The Future)

    Words and Music by Willi Brown The door opens onto the highway which lay there missin the moon like a ribbon without a present or a string without a balloon This morning offers no schedule coffee doesn’t mind getting cold a bag full of nothing thinks lonely is something and that nothing… is getting old […]

  • What You Left Behind

    Words and Music by Willi Brown Some people think they know ya / or they got a film to show ya While I pretend intelligence is bliss But there’s blood that you’ve paid / Stone commitments that you’ve made They cannot be stolen by an outlaw kiss And what you’ve left behind / could be […]

  • Carbon Blowhole (for Porter Ranch)

    Carbon Blowhole (for Porter Ranch)

    i found this song from 2015, and was planning to backdate the post, but apparently METHANE is STILL LEAKING at ALISO CANYON.

  • High Abstraction

    High Abstraction

    High Abstraction By Willi Brown Ⓒ 2017 * something dull wants out / some notion unprofound wants equal air time / or to be written down it’s no high abstraction / no scene poetic no heart transmission / just mundane magic outside my house now those / crazy street people passin’ rucksacks and bottles and […]

  • Hallway

    We can always move / it makes no difference

  • Lord’s On My Side

    Lord’s On My Side

    All of them angels left town todayNothin left for them girls to doFollow down the bugle callThey just had to let me fallThe lord’s on my sidebut his hands are tied Hangin like a star in the Milky WayThere’s a party goin on around here todayBangin on a cold blooded medicine drumThere’s a sky full […]

  • Elvis 2.0

    Elvis 2.0

    Now the hero’s got empty shoesand the stand-in’s got the stage fright bluesthey don’t get sick and the don’t get wellthey spend their time a hangin’ around the ink well Dyin’ from a pop diseaseCrucified and the symptoms are theseSex, Drugs, Money, FameIt’s what the people want so I’m not to blame BridgeSign my paper […]