Simple
Serendipity’s pleasant voice
That persuasive illusion of choice
Sang soft and sweet as a siren in my ear
I'd been fooled by lesser claims
I've committed worse mistakes
Said it’s a risk I have to take on you, my dear
Searching never would have found you here
Listening could’ve never helped me hear what’s now so clear
And I admit, it’s been a good, good year with you
Could it be so simple?
I’d’ve learned any language
I’d map it out with patience
But countless are the wordless ways we communicate
Show me how to dance the way you do
And I’ll move with you
Somewhere close or so very far away
You can take my name or keep your own
We don’t ever have to prove anything to anyone
Just as long as I still feel like home to you
We can keep it simple
When you’re happy and alive
Or when you’re sad and tired
It’s easy and simple—steady and I’m simple
When you’re caught between moments
When you feel it or when you don’t
I am ready with simple, steady and simple
Look me in the eye; there is no riddle (Searching never would have found you here)
You shouldn’t wonder how I feel (Listening could never hear)
It’s uncomplicated
Happiness is somewhere in the middle
Look me in the eye; it’s simple (You can take my name or keep your own)
No riddle; I know that you know (You know exactly how I feel)
Just the way if feels (We don’t have to prove anything)
It isn’t complicatedHappiness is somewhere in the middle with you
Where the love is simple
"Simple" recalls the early stages of a relationship that feels too unlikely to trust yet too easy to dismiss. Anticipating future uncertainty, the speaker makes a simple commitment to meet future challenges with steadiness, balance, and clarity.
With its odd, five-beat timing, the music attempts to capture that feeling of stumbling eagerly forward—like a waltz that’s skipping beats—into a promising future.
It’s the one song on the record (The future isn't what it used to be.) that was essentially finished during the phase of my life that inspired it. The actual recording and production started years later, but the overall song, instrumentation, and arrangement were already planned.
Music & Lyrics by Tyler Jameson Newton
Performed & Recorded by Tye Newton
Produced & Mixed by Tye Newton
Consultation & Mastering by Justin Newton
Art direction by Tye Newton
Cover art design by Tye Newton
Photography by Tye Newton
Simple
Simple
Serendipity’s pleasant voice
That persuasive illusion of choice
Sang soft and sweet as a siren in my ear
I'd been fooled by lesser claims
I've committed worse mistakes
Said it’s a risk I have to take on you, my dear
Searching never would have found you here
Listening could’ve never helped me hear what’s now so clear
And I admit, it’s been a good, good year with you
Could it be so simple?
I’d’ve learned any language
I’d map it out with patience
But countless are the wordless ways we communicate
Show me how to dance the way you do
And I’ll move with you
Somewhere close or so very far away
You can take my name or keep your own
We don’t ever have to prove anything to anyone
Just as long as I still feel like home to you
We can keep it simple
When you’re happy and alive
Or when you’re sad and tired
It’s easy and simple—steady and I’m simple
When you’re caught between moments
When you feel it or when you don’t
I am ready with simple, steady and simple
Look me in the eye; there is no riddle (Searching never would have found you here)
You shouldn’t wonder how I feel (Listening could never hear)
It’s uncomplicated
Happiness is somewhere in the middle
Look me in the eye; it’s simple (You can take my name or keep your own)
No riddle; I know that you know (You know exactly how I feel)
Just the way if feels (We don’t have to prove anything)
It isn’t complicatedHappiness is somewhere in the middle with you
Where the love is simple
Music & Lyrics by Tyler Jameson Newton
Performed & Recorded by Tye Newton
Produced & Mixed by Tye Newton
Consultation & Mastering by Justin Newton
Art direction by Tye Newton
Cover art design by Tye Newton
Photography by Tye Newton
Lovelorn Lullaby
This is home, warmth, love, happiness
Time, gratitude
It’s my home with you
And I see you when I look around
In every inch of my life
I see the way I’ve felt with you
Glowing in this light
I can see, hear, feel us laughing and
Loving, singing, planning, dancing
It’s a dream
Falling asleep here with you missing
In our empty apartment
Feels like giving up
I’m so tired but I’m not ready
I’m not ready
It was "no more nightmares
Sleep easier, now we're home"
"We’re really living the dream, aren’t we?"
And now it’s "goodbye sweet dreams"
Our foundation crumbles as I sleep
The nightmare is awake, not me
Not me
Here is our home, new again; bare walls, patient with potential
The gold hardwood floor still waiting for the shadow of our black faux leather sofa
The forsaken guest room door ajar, beyond the dark, unwanted television
The bright, open kitchen wishing for the soundtrack of Elbow and Damien
Rising through the stairway landing where we’ll integrate our friends’ art on display
The old brick and space left naked for the photographs we’ll take but never frame
The hollow of the walk-in closet where we’ll laugh at how even your jeans fit me
In the nook with the red Japanese chair, the deluge will lull us both to sleep
The skylight in the vacant corner of the loft will cast our bed like a cathedral
Where I will sneak snapshots of you dreaming blissfully in that summer sun cascade
Nearby, the gas stove—sitting cold—will drive the winter from our bones
Beside the gap for the piano and the strings we’ll tune to summon the spring
And we will choose our favorite sad songs, substituting words to make them happy
Recorded evidence of our love, compellingly performed but incomplete
And we will learn to synchronize our walk and let the music move us in time
And I will try to lead you, hand in hand, cheek to cheek, your chest pressed to mine
We’ll embrace until the dance is over, then we will leave no trace of it behind
Only the bats in the ceiling will remember that vinyl record skipping in my mind
But I’ve already carved the shape of you into the songs and rhythms of my life
It’s too late to separate the future from the dream
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