A Thang

Sometimes Nine was one of my old bands. This music video is for the song “A Thang”.

The song was mainly John’s idea but overall, still a collaboration. The lyrics were written by me. It’s called “A Thang” because it’s in the key of A and for a while, it had no name. We’d end up saying “Let’s play that A thing”. Goofy but true.


Lyrics

A Thang

Memory soothe my mind
With with endearments of a time
A terrain, cool and kind
Where we walked, unafraid

It’s hard to find a place
To keep your memory
I came to the crest of forever
The edge of the wheel, far gone

In search of things that I held in my hand
A palace of grandeur, it stands in a land
A far off way from here, a man with
Cool, candied celebrations… celebrations

Still on pause, no more
Now, lambent angels, by the score
No wounds beyond recall
And joy adorns my eyes

© 2021 Kevin Trent Boswell


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Into the Fold

Music video for “Into the Fold”. Song was recorded live by Magus & The Plastic Infinity, at a club in Wilmington, NC.

Guitar and vocals by Trent Boswell. All music and lyrics written by Trent Boswell.

Lyrics:

Into the Fold

Please bring me into the fold
I long for warmth from cold
I can’t seem to bear the load
And my anger like a stone

I’ve been let down again
They slip right in and call me friend
Lunged at again
I’d prefer another end

Before they leave, you know they lie
Infiltrate and try
To burn my hopes alive;
Cast my dreams aside

I need myself a family
That can protect; I cannot feed
The one I have is so in need

You see the way the story goes
The king is allergic to his clothes
The tragedy is known; it shows

I’ve no idea to ride
The coattails of another’s pride
But if it were to mean my hide
Suppose I’d give it half a try

It has come to seem to me
That the mafioso creed
Is a safe bet when in need
Of a haven in which to bleed

She will kiss and he will crunch
Her kiss hurts more, packs more punch
Unfortunately, not a hunch;
It’s all out to lunch

I need myself a family
That can protect; I cannot feed
The one I have is so in need

© 2021 Kevin Trent Boswell


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