1984 v.2

Hi! Welcome to my channel. All songs here are a collaboration between my subconscious, my conscious, and two types of AI. In short, they are dream songs. I've kept dream journals since 2002. I use ChatGPT to select the dreams and create genre prompts. I edit the lyrics and genres myself to get things right and I use Suno to make the songs. I've created about 20-30 songs per year of dream journaling. I'll slowly be adding them here. I hope you enjoy!

Lyrics:

[Intro: bicycle wheels turning, faint baseball radio crackle]
Take me back...
To 'eighty four.

[Verse 1]
Pedals hum down Otsu Street
Kid drops trash, I chase the beat
Scooped it up, no time to preach
Stuffed it back, silent speech

Bathroom stops, whispers fly
Think I heard them say my name, why?
Ride the alleys, smile and weave
Past old flowers and autumn leaves

[Chorus]
It’s 1984 again
Lou Whitaker’s swing, Jack Morris’ flame
It’s 1984 again
Boys and bikes, muddy lane
It’s 1984 again
Old friends drift in like the rain

[Verse 2]
Hardware lots and puddled stones
Michigan House feels like home
James **** waves from up above
Doors swing wide to friends I love

Plastic bags of baseball pride
Tigers roaring through the tide
Laughs about Larry Heath mistakes
Old ghosts rising in our wake

[Chorus]
It’s 1984 again
Lou Whitaker’s swing, Jack Morris’ flame
It’s 1984 again
Boys and bikes, muddy lane
It’s 1984 again
Old friends drift in like the rain

[Bridge: bright guitar solo, light harmonica drift]
Tigers roar, old doors swing
Memory is a funny thing

[Final Chorus – Uplifted and Dreamy]
It’s 1984 again
Bicycle wheels and candy stains
It’s 1984 again
Paper bags and baseball games
It’s 1984 again
I’m riding home, through the rain