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Non​-​Secure Connection

by Bruce Hornsby

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1.
Oooooh cleopatra drones coming in low Oooooh cleopatra drones coming in low Moving across the desert in tandems, in twos Tandems, in twos Shoe-box satellites orbit from the heavens, looking on you 1V - Watching from the heavens, watching on you Bringing dreams, bringing means, bringing vaccines Bringing critical remedies My image stored for purposes we may never learn — Oooooh cleopatra drones coming in low Oooooh cleopatra drones coming in low 2V - Giving away our secrets, giving away life-saving dreams and means Stars from heaven moving to the ground Sparkle like crystals, a fluttering sound Going out to see Ezekiel and the wheel — Oooooh Ezekiel and the wheels coming in low Oooooh Jericho drones coming in low 3V - Omens, portents from the heavens, mirror, mirror in the sky A woman clothed in the sun, moon under her feet Tag - I see’em, creepin’ in, creepin’ on the clay I see a problem and a saving and a grace I’ll take the good, the good and the bad Drones and drones sparking paranoia and gratitude as well
2.
Time the thief has stolen away All move away- time is change But you and I can move as one Time’s elastic change Our world is nothing but change Elastic change Time slows down, for me Bending, curving beam This is our time, our finite time Seize it- with serenity and clarity Lose ourselves in our every passing whiles Passing little whiles Times elastic change- a lasting change Time the thief has stolen away, away Thief Time passes slowly for those who move I’m sentimental about One minute ago But I move on, on and on
3.
I found a non-secure connection Or a thousand I’m routing attacks Through an unsuspecting little shop Seventy-five hundred miles away I’m no part of any sleeper cell I lurk happily on forums and bad code I do it just for fun and out of boredom Flip the kill switch to unleash an erasing virus I’m a low-grade threat just fooling around I put a red skeleton picture on your screen I’ve got all your data, I’ve got all your secrets Good luck, you can’t stop it, no way to protect it I infect, I attack, I steal, I take, I disable And I taught myself manuals are weapons to enable The too-big-to-fails find their money funds exchanged And the men in charge are totally enraged Epic poets of the future will write The soul of the warrior must fight Avenging every insult and slight Down to his last megabyte Helen who launched a thousand ships Inspiring ego trips with microchips Movie scripts with wetted lips All worldly worth lies twixt two hips As the sun lights your face in the morning As my hacking loud tempests are storming Your inbox will give you its warning Of attacks from the suitor you’re scorning
4.
I’m standing up proud Soaking it all in All applauding me And giving some skin All this is going away Going the way of the motor midway But I’m number one and feted as such On today’s Salesman Recognition Day Encomiums, they never get old In this old racket you are what you’ve sold Only I can fix it, that’s what they say Only I can move it, at least some every day Clipboard and the clock You either hit the mark or not But I’ll do better This is what I do best Clipboard and the clock You either hit the spot or not This is what I do best, but I’ll do better At least I’m the king, I’m the king The king of the rats
5.
Ash plumes rise In electrified skies Incandescent light With flash bolt eyes And no one knows why I’ve been drawn to this life I’m downwind and high On a survival line In my resolve I move the rock Or maybe fall down trying My ineptitude stares me down In its face I cower I try to stand above the fray Stand apart, not buying And I move on up, up the hill To maybe fully flower I flower Reach for the heights Then thrown to the depths I look for someone wise With a soft caress Will I find myself alone Repeating numbing tasks You could help roll it up ‘Cause I’ve got no back-up plan Chorus Oh with my resolve I move the rock Or maybe fall down trying My ineptitude stares me down In its face I cower I try to stand above the fray Stand apart, not buying And I move on up, up on the hill To maybe fully flower I flower Move on up then I roll back down Crampons broke, no one hears my sound Upward, downward for so long With my resolve I climb and climb, and I fall Chorus
6.
Here we are at last Light of our bright star is cast Moving inexorably, insistently Moving to free Out of a hard past Now our bright star is cast Now we stand at last, post-impasse Triumphantly It’s supposed to blast away Intermittently throughout the day My internal weather feels in sync I feel at one with an inclement link I don’t know but I’ve been told Trials are one more river crossed For the humble, meek and bold For the humble, meek and bold Chorus No matter what you do then I’m determined to feel fully human Through unique, bold, arresting self-expression We’ll create our own names, own songs, own style Our way to be free and wild, wild We are all wanderers We are diaspora bound We all strive and strain, through hail and rain Songs louder than bombs Chorus
7.
Wood floor, glass board Fine place to go up and down Metal door, rubber ball Some place to run aground Shit’s crazy out here Shit’s crazy out here I’m up, and then I’m down I’m in, and then I’m out Shit’s crazy Dream big, and beautiful Swirl and blossom fragrantly All rigged, we’re pitiful Floor shifts under my feet Shit’s crazy out here Shit’s crazy out here I’m good, and then I’m bad I’m happy, and then I’m mad Shit’s crazy Painted lines, laugh at me Say this room has plans for you Judgment, it’s blunt, blunt and clean Sit your ass down, it’ll be over soon Shit’s crazy out here Shit’s crazy out here There’s the anointed, and then there’s me Grinding silently Shit’s crazy I’m strong, and then I’m weak I’m an inconsistent geek (Yes, that’s true) They say you don’t guard, They say you just don’t play hard But don’t worry, They might cut you soon Shit’s crazy
8.
Oh little darlin’ I know you’ve been down-hearted inside a bad dream Say you just can’t seem to get started, can’t be as bad as it seems Hey listen- girl I’m watching you I can come up with the ending The middle, beginning and then I’ll follow you all the way there and back again — Anything can happen right here and now From the very bottom to the highest cloud Just keep believing and loving strong ‘Cause anything can happen Keep me on track darlin’ help me get back, throw me a line When I’m crazy Baby, just give me one chance, let me make good romance Let me wear the pants and you wear nothing Know that I’ll love you forever Always together and then I’ll take you all the way there and back again Chorus There’s just one thing I want to say before I go There’s always somebody out there in a darker place, no more tears to cry No more time to waste Somebody outside the reach of helping hands caught inside The storm of passing chance Anything can happen Anything, anything at all Anything can happen
9.
Porn Hour 04:39
She bought tube socks on Amazon I watched girls remove their bras She wrote a paper on Babylon While she’s busy, time to toss Gutenberg, then Sony too D.V.D.s, the cloud, what’s next? Next big thing when this one’s through Will be huge if it’s got sex We salute the industry of the San Fernando Valley We got everything we want with a mouse click Because of the mighty porn flick Innovation of the Internet Was driven by a couple on a film set We thank the hard boys and the naked girls For the coming of our beautiful cyber world I make new friends on pornstar chats I know all the big-boob sites She likes YouTubes with funny cats We embrace the web’s delights Internet’s capacity Compounding since it was born Boundless in veracity But in truth it’s mostly porn Chorus Nod reluctantly to the industry Grudgingly to the industry
10.
No Limits 03:34
Shot me out of a cannon And I maintained altitude and speed The power of the thrust of inspiration Sustained my flight like a dream At all times I’m ready to receive Wreaks havoc on a nervous system I can’t stop and I can’t sleep Synapses firing, neurons wired — I feel no limits I know it won’t last I’ll kiss the moment And watch it run away so fast I feel no limits In a euphoric state but it’ll move away So I’m gonna cling While I’m riding this wing Now and then, all things fall Into place all the right moves made A series of moves Stabs in the dark One big guess, all the right cards played I imagine something never experienced New insights from new stimuli Try to provoke the imagination Image of brightly-colored lines I feel no limits I know it won’t last I’ll kiss the moment And watch it run away so fast I feel no limits In a euphoric state but it’ll move away But I’m gonna cling While I’m riding on this ephemeral wing Something clicked, clicked upstairs Wish I knew what happened there Sharp synaptic, connective tease I could catch- and not release

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released August 14, 2020

Produced by Bruce Hornsby except
9 produced by Wayne Pooley and BH
6 produced by BH, WP, Brad Cook and Justin Vernon
Engineered by Wayne Pooley
Mixed by WP and BH
Mastered by Huntley Miller at HM Mastering
Aesthetician and Ombudsman- Tony Berg
Recorded at Tossington Sound (Williamsburg, VA),
Chad Wright’s House (Granada Hills, CA),
Sound City Recorders (Reseda, CA),
April Base (Eau Claire, WI),
and a hotel room in Denver, CO
Additional Engineers- Chris Messina at April Base,
Chad Wright, Will Maclellan at Sound City
Piano Technician: Terry Greene

Cover Art- Kathy Hornsby
Art Direction- Chip deMatteo
Management- Marc Allan and Kevin Monty at Red Light Management

Thanks to David Macias, Lee Dannay, Cheryl Moore, Lindsay Reid & Alex Ramsay at Thirty Tigers, Ariel Rechtshaid and Eric Deines


“Time, The Thief” inspired by “The Order Of Time” by Carlo Rovelli
“The Rat King” inspired by “Friday Black” by Nana Kwame Adjei-Brenyah
“Bright Star Cast”, inspired by “At Canaan’s Edge” by Taylor Branch, uses material from the hymn “Lift Ev’ry Voice And Sing” and features a sample of “Lucid Dreams” by Franz Ferdinand. Licensed courtesy of Domino Recording Co Ltd.
“Anything Can Happen” contains a sample of “Anything Can Happen” by Leon Russell used courtesy of Universal Music Group

James Mercer appears courtesy of Aural Apothecary
Justin Vernon appears courtesy of Jagjaguwar Records
Jamila Woods appears courtesy of Jagjaguwar Records
Bruce Hornsby plays Steinway Pianos

Hand & Hammerstein Music and Zappo Music are administered by Sony/ATV Music Publishing
Young Carney Music is administered by Primary Wave

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Bruce Hornsby Williamsburg, Virginia

Despite his early mainstream successes, Hornsby has pursued a more personal, idiosyncratic musical path, focusing on projects that sparked his creative interest, , including collaborations with the Grateful Dead, Spike Lee, Ricky Skaggs, Don Henley, Ornette Coleman, Bob Dylan, Bela Fleck, Justin Vernon, Bonnie Raitt, Pat Metheny, and Robbie Robertson. ... more

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