Bertrand Bezula

This is a collection of my lyrics, other writings, and sometimes recordings (which are lo-fi to the max, but it's the writing which counts right?)

Here's one I have just uploaded to Youtube.

It's about the power found in our ability to aestheticise the world around us.

Bend the Light

Untimely, not crime free, but this one's alright.
Unwinding, love binds him, and this one is here to
Bend the light

I'm stacking, un-stacking, this way it filters light.
Stone-foolin', centric-pulling: this way we we learn to
Bend the light

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So you call yourself a critical friend do you now?
How could you stop the show?
Fickle dove! I'm falling for you.

So we fall around the edges of Pepys' blue lagoon,
He played London town

Like I will, taming the will,
Having my fill
Blowing the light into
Baubles that grow,
Explode into those
Manically beautiful colours,
Swarming as many as a note flurry, a
Note floritura

Santa Marie come show me.

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[repeat verse]

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So you call yourself critical friend to the end?
How could you stop the show?

Taming the will
Having my fill
Blowing the light into
Baubles that grow,
Explode into those
Manically beautiful colours I know

Santa Maria help me through the show

Hey little dove, bend the light