album cover
things keep happening
album cover
things keep happening was released on October 24, 2025 by Tin Angel Records as a part of the album ooooh
Albumooooh
October 24, 2025
LabelTin Angel Records
LanguageEnglish
BPM134
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Music Video

Music Video

Lyrics

Last year we dug a hole and found some bones underground
Come fat bird leave fat fish.
a rash, a scratch
A marble square, a shell to weara half a tooth, they must of only ate of mash
A charm for harm, a hiding lake a baking crock full of cackle cake
was it a pox of flying rocks
and now? the fury of a billion clocks
For someone lost, something is missing
uncovering our own diminishing
This world without beauty or equity
was anything even happening anyway in antiquity
I like the pine you like the lime
We'll all get cleaned one at a time
A year before we missed the launch but saw the landing
Was something happening or were we just pretending
The white hot light of our confusion
melting the ice on our contusion
Some people already live on mars while some still pray to Jupiter
So close to heaven is it all over, I'm a newcomer
We like we take we have carte blanche
the fig leaf and the olive branch
Blue is the bird that bore a fish, become our goddess
Wild is the saint that makes no promise
To think we're nice just as we're stood
perfection's not the sum of good
none is foretold but destined to fate
You left too early and came too late
A dog a kid
A nun and priest
A convict that had just been released
A sunny day maybe easter
 
Lost in a world of our own making
A-whirl in signals, symbols and signs
we are not nor what we want to be
Or do you only ever never want to make a single enemy.
that's not freedom or humilityit's nothing honestly
some something gives and takes so easily
I care of you, you care of me
If you wanna be free, be free
desire is no mystery
We broke the glass and cut the lines,
we are dissolved in life's designs.
Over-under standing why the sky
Love must turn to power or it dies.
Listen, nature's tuning
IT's becoming
Come fat fish leave fat bird
Come two heads leave no word
Come dark satin blood, fluorescent plankton
First we take Cancun then we take Brampton
birth is no miracle, death no disaster
When the broadcast is faster than the broadcaster
Written by: Alex Lukashevsky
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