Ghost to Ghost, Vol. 2

by Zachary Murdock

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You left your home in New York To sell your gold in California And I sold my soul So I could sing about leaving Chicago cold It’s not like I need help to find you Already fallin’ like a fool We could both use the reminding The one connects the two.. I can’t define it No reason to get excited Give up and help me feel guided And maybe in time we will find Just a bit more gold Looking far away for what’s right in front Don’t need sunny days for this light to jump We got ski masks and hoodies but wouldn’t hurt flies Real men apologize Goodbye to the bulletproof gluttons And cocky kings We rock for the love of it Just to sing is enough Blessed when the melody carries In the wind like pollen to the bumblebees hairy I’m home in the moment regardless of place With a dream universal regardless of face Smiling cause the gate’s unlocked, Kevin picked it With calloused fingers tickling the infinite Making god laugh Satan is giggling in the flames Saw you in hell and it started to rain forgiveness Storm plus sun equals rainbows Needed the pain to understand these halos Who turned off all the lights? I keep tripping on the wires Don’t know when to fight Or when to lay down I’m tired Of these of these games I see ghosts and they all point to change The gold is inside you side you yeah
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If you think screaming from a soapbox could save them Imagine dreaming from the garden of Eden A complex problem with a simple solution Hopefully it’s the illusion One time for the cutthroats Two times for the bank notes Can’t blame them baby Cause them halos are invisible But I keep finding rainbows Inside of black holes Waiting for shadows to come to life If you think screaming from a soapbox could save them Imagine dreaming from the garden of Eden A complex problem with a simple solution Hopefully it’s the illusion These thoughts like the river You can never be sure (never be sure) Still drowning Signed sealed and delivered The future’s at your door (Future’s at your door) But you ain’t open to that real life It’s coming for ya Mind might explode I warned ya Pre-flight your wings ain’t ready Storm winds get heady So tired of the run around, face me Chinese water torture till I’m crazy Psyche ward no shame I was just a baby Cocoon to a caterpillar hurricane raised me Bulletproof wings my beautiful friends We defending the muse Slow motion again Like Neo but no hero All one, right? Zero tolerance for anything but elevation If you think screaming from a soapbox could save them Imagine dreaming from the garden of Eden A complex problem with a simple solution Hopefully it’s the illusion I came home for a couple days A couple days ago Ain’t much around here but the radio Got a chateau Chill by the beach Can’t sleep These days cause I wonder if you hate me now The days rain pass by then the sun comes Night falls as I’m watching the sun run The sky look cool as a sun bum Ukulele drums and the sun goes Down down down down below It was not that long ago Got sun out in Monaco Now we all just chill for a call to go I find it funny that I get insecure about the stupid things Like why you don’t appreciate the stupidest things I do and hope that you notice I just needed a change of focus Let it run I was trying to fit into a circle of people that are square when I’m lethal Weren’t there when I needed em Making music I’m healing them Threw a peace and now I’m breathing well Hope you find peace in your own little hell
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Why rewind the tape When we can burn it up Make it all ashes To flower again Don’t apologize When it’s the pain that got us here And it’s all magic in the end I wanna stop blaming the clouds Nothing’s gonna block these rays from coming down I wanna stop blaming the clouds Nothing’s gonna block these rays from coming down No rainbow So patient So much rain Still waiting So many stones Left to skip with grace It’s heavy child So worth it Imperfect These ripples Change surface But they go much deeper, child Born again Eye of the storm pinch of tobacco Winking like a wacko Singing like my shadow Ink is like my ammo Itchy trigger finger Aiming pen at all the macho Nuclear piano Wars should be settled over poetry battles Throwing paint Gasmask don’t faint Half ass get spanked Hazmat now anxious Stripping you naked Mother Nature bear hugging her babies Why rewind the tape When we can burn it up Make it all ashes To flower again Don’t apologize When it’s the pain that got us here And it’s all magic in the end I wanna stop
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Why would I need three more things If you’re giving me an island Cause I already have more than I need Even when my hands are empty I lost it halfway to the irony When you desired me I didn’t want to be And now that it feels like a memory I wasn’t hiding I was just practicing smiling I tried to be all that I could, yeah I tried to be better than good But somewhere you misunderstood, yeah So now I am floating like island If yesterday was different maybe Would’ve changed your mind But now I sleep alone Tempting fate we hesitated Couldn’t blame the blind Nothing to wish upon I wanted to change this shit right now babe Pipe down crazy Said you’re a nice clown But real life will mow you down Hands starting to shake Drop the mic now wait Might sound crazy Feeling much closer Now that I’m far away City clocks go Iggy Pop And the time slows like sticky watches Finding flows as I sit on docks Like Otis moans and no one watches Not for clones and not for bots This music grows out of cold ashes Feel a change and it’s coming slow Like stereo full of old molasses Why would I need three more things If you’re giving me an island Cause I already have more than I need Even when my hands are empty I lost it halfway to the irony When you desired me I didn’t want to be And now that it feels like a memory I wasn’t hiding I was just practicing smiling
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Why does the magic all around us feel so ordinary What can I do to snap me out this haze? I fell asleep forgot to tell you you’re extraordinary And that I see you in all the ways I walk on your land Take shelter under skies Distracted from what is only natural If I’m your child Do you recognize me? I don’t know how to hold it lightly I can’t lie down cause when I sleep I dream that I’m losing you and can’t hold on Like octopus pussy man my ink strange They said wouldn’t fit into that split frame I told ‘em that my pencil never potty trained I’m a father still rocking on my Peter Pan shit A bandit, declare war written in crayons This is kindergarten antics I can’t just sit back idly by While ya'lll flying too high Forgetting roots never truce till you open your eyes To the truth, whatever that means But somethings we do got me asking.. Is it worth it? Why does the magic all around us feel so ordinary What can I do to snap me out this haze? I fell asleep forgot to tell you you’re extraordinary And that I see you in all the ways I walk on your land Take shelter under skies Distracted from what is only natural If I’m your child Do you recognize me? I don’t know how to hold it lightly I can’t lie down cause when I sleep I dream that I’m losing you and can’t hold on
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No place like home still looking for you With roots in the sky Whenever wind blows Open the windows To let the storm in your bedroom Fade out like pain pills same night 10 lives in a minute I’ve been feeling like An archetype building like an architect Sending love through satellite Enemy they intercept, why? Can’t you see the many in the i? I am the many in disguises Realized that the horizon’s inside of me Take away my pain Evaporate my shame Liberate my body So I can be happy again I lost touch with my heart’s pulse Heart racing like clown car Finish line always inch away Chicane when the cops came Switch lane no invent lane Hit pavement indenting Like a comet hit I’ma a dinosaur when I rhyme this shit Rare to see but stomp you quick Scales shining in the sun Weigh my soul with golden feather We gon’ find that missing piece Cause no secret lasts forever like.. You try to keep it from the sun You can’t run that far from your shadow Erase the paddle from your hands As you float towards the shallows No place like home still looking for you With roots in the sky Whenever wind blows Open the windows To let the storm in your bedroom Fade out like pain pills same night 10 lives in a minute I’ve been feeling like An archetype building like an architect Sending love through satellite Enemy they intercept, why? Can’t you see the many in the i? I am the many in disguises Realized that the horizon’s inside of me I want you to see The fucked up side of me The place that I try to keep buried Washed away by the storm in my head The lunacy that is my mind It’s hard to find in the midst of this Storm in my bedroom..

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"Ghost to Ghost, Vol. 2" is genre-less while tipping its cap to hip-hop, psychedelic alt, and soul. "Vol. 2" represents the skeletons in everyone’s closet, a theme that Murdock and the Ghost Family vulnerably touch on throughout the record by confronting topics like death and mental health.

"Vol. 2" speaks to those who feel misunderstood and invites us to see our monsters as angels in disguise. It’s the perfect anthem for the current societal climate by encouraging people to keep moving forward despite the amplified confusion and fear of the unknown.

"Ghost to Ghost, Vol. 2" embodies a whole new sound embedded with Venice Beach vibes, and musical touches reminiscent of The Beach Boys, Frank Ocean, The Mamas and the Papas, The Neville Brothers and genres in between. "Ghost to Ghost, Vol. 2" was co-produced and mixed by Brooklyn native experimental pop/electronic artist Prospect Lux.

The Ghost to Ghost project is an ever evolving collaboration that was spawned out of the rugged need to create. An offering for the people by the people, seeking to deepen, empower, and uplift.

By contributing $6 through Bandcamp, you are allowing us to further unfold the universe of G2G and deepen the exploration of our art and music. From ongoing musical releases, music videos and animations, a comic book series, eco fashion, and more, we can’t wait to show you what we have in store. Thank you for your support, mad løve.

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released February 26, 2021

Cover art by Davi Escobar

Written and performed by Zachary Murdock and Kevin Joseph

Produced by Kevin Joseph, Beats by Ghostwriter, Joshua Morales and Prospect Lux

Featuring Wiill, Joshua Morales and Ruby Modine

Live drums by Matty Moose

Horns and Flute by Adam Chavira

Executive produced by Prospect Lux

Mastered by Twinjo NYC

Visions by Matthew Watkins

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Zachary Murdock Los Angeles, California

A consummate musical shapeshifter, Zachary Murdock is a naturally gifted creative who embodies the definitive spirit of raw creativity. He creates supreme funk, futuristic soul music that inspires personal revelation through off-the-wall fantasy.

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