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Treeline
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Jungle/Drum'n'bass
Treeline was released on April 28, 2023 by Soulvent Records as a part of the album Weather The Storm
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Release DateApril 28, 2023
LabelSoulvent Records
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM173

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Visionobi
Visionobi
Performer
Mitekiss
Mitekiss
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonathan Pathan
Jonathan Pathan
Songwriter
Richard Twaites
Richard Twaites
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jonathan Pathan
Jonathan Pathan
Producer

Lyrics

At times, I want to disappear and hide
Duck and diving the ricochet of lies
A fool’s errand, when you let a fool misguide
Only takes a split second, for a rebel to arise
I’m no Sherlock in this mystery of life
But I’ve magnified the glass and I’m following the signs
Soul searching my misery I write, so certain
There’s more to this than meets the eye
Done with this facade, bluffing of cards
Tricks up sleeves, merry go round dance
Dangled carrots held just out of grasp
Odds stacked against, never stood a chance
Mad times, didn’t asked for this blindfold
Page after page of tragedy, the narrative cold
Is it the nature of our species, are we under evolved
Juggling rubix cubes that seem simple to solve
Probe the treeline, fretting what’s in the distance
Peace part of the puzzle, a neverending hindrance
Spot the scripts upside down and backwardly written
Inconsistent, not echoing natural existence
Fibber after fibber, get more and more bitter
In this game of Chinese whispers, blurry is the picture
Secrets and souls sold to the highest bidder
Remember, history be written by the victor
At times, I want to disappear and hide
Duck and diving the ricochet of lies
A fool’s errand, when you let a fool misguide
Only takes a split second, for a rebel to arise
I’m no Sherlock in this mystery of life
But I’ve magnified the glass and i’m following the signs
Soul searching my misery I write, so certain
There’s more to this than meets the eye
Spend a lot of time sitting on the fence
Reality become a past tense
My heart wrench, for memories of past when
Use writing to cleanse, it sharpen the lens
Existence is more and more ambivalent
In this game where it’s hard not to play the idiot
The big boss, a false promise of a predicament
Hunting the holy grail, a monty parody pilgrimage
Antics not scripted, irony twisted
Jokes always on us, like we was quick witted
Twice shy once bitten, let the venom sink in
My sun glasses turn black rose tinted
I long for the vintage, simple life dreamer
Peace keeper, shadow chasing peter
A believer lost in the ether
Trying to find my way home with rest of you creatures
At times, I want to disappear and hide
Duck and diving the ricochet of lies
A fool’s errand, when you let a fool misguide
Only takes a split second, for a rebel to arise
I’m no Sherlock in this mystery of life
But I’ve magnified the glass and i’m following the signs
Soul searching my misery I write, so certain
There’s more to this than meets the eye
Written by: Jonathan Pathan, Richard Twaites
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