Songs and Music by Rickey Mattos and 2F


Soul Hobby

from the top of a ridge lean a candle over the edge  shine it across the face of the cliff and bend a light leap  woo who  hop on the twice good grace of whatever may happen sailing willy nilly in the twinkling light leap  woo who  some thing must seem as it might  a cool sightseer has calm advice  ride wings on winds that harness light  open your eye and take a chance  get out and answer to never return to the hole  feel the spirit in the mist behind a waterfall  see the mother of pearl flaring the light leap  woo who  meet me on the rhythmic beat running against time  on a tour guided flight step our feet into the light leap  woo who  get out and be free tonight  navigate a sun ray and share the light  all things seem as it might  harness the light  get out alive  get out of the hole on your own  light a candle and bend it over your soul  ride wings on winds of light  woo who

see ashore  you and i are waves of the ocean  glowing blue swells rolling emotion of the ocean  joining geometric bumping equal planes of motion  swirling seventeen and infinity soothing sides  see ashore  you and i are waves of the ocean  surging weather tides create a relaxing rise bringing high stairs climbing atop coral  parachutes rush the front line  feeling gliders slowly reaching our glassy tube launching smooth curls spray  a hardy blast surrounding an echo mixing fair minded flows  curving and merging crossing resolution  appearing extreme and crashing between sand  sing once more with the rain from a storm of poor girl’s tears  flow into the river overflowing hope to someday return in the stream assisting spinner dolphins playing and adoring to see ashore  discovery  you and i are waves  you and i are waves of the ocean

·        String   (Guitars:  String )  (2007)

you should be by my side  i guess i could have told you hold our strings end and fly  bindings unravel until ends in hands  i guess i should have shown the tenacity and unwind our spun entanglement  i’ll unravel everything everywhere  hold our strings ends and fall again saying bop bop a loo do bop bop a loo do bop bop bop bop bop bop ba da da do do do do oh bop a loo do  a cinder cone blows a molten pattern in the sky  some run in fear while others risk their eye  some drop and hug the ground while others bend with the ride  unwinding our string  send love on the line  kiss me from your mind  smoke and colorless sky deepens stank burnt bark  some cover their mouths while others write messages in the dust  sirens warn and scare  the sacred crumble from premonitions of destruction while others seek cleansing  the shock rumbles oceans sending waves to distant lands  waters rise on coasts as boulders fly and scatter ghosts  highs and lows collide above as god rains tears on good and bad  lightning bolts strike the sad  thunder  the dam buckles loose rushing its fury through the valley  many yell the end is here as the toll keeper hangs an electric blinking sign of peace  atmosphere opens a vacuum and sucks the seas surge  music fills ears  wow

through dawn  through dawn exhaling the nights yawn  in my quite room visit through illusions  release a buds bloom of rigid lines  go  hold on tight and know when to let go  vanish in brightness and know admirable ideals  frantically align consciousness  frantically align  place a buzz kill  as desires loosely inspire vanishing in flight  missing darkness  excusing showers visioning a trace of light  vanishing in flight visioning a trace of light  know when to let go  go  buds bloom from wrapping arms  let me know  hold on tight and know when to let go  go  let go  go  i’m loosing my identity  i’m loosing my identity  let go  go  it is time to cruise

escape the cage  rewrite destiny  embrace rarity  flee the trap  history  saunter through the door in spatial awareness venture  abide by the tigers rule: hold the key  move continually  use stealth sleekness  hide with no misery  unshackle and release locked memory  set free mystery  easily question reality answering why  body faster and smart  the strongest of any find  every kind loose grateful run loudly sounding trumpeting of stride  forget through the cat’s eye  in every instance cool cats always glide  meek mice slide away with pride  set free lost the key watching a horrid stone aflame send the tiger into sky  heart pain love in her eye  bitten so young  beyond the bitter tongue of greedy fun lost in the sun  and the elephant said  remember this song before my time is gone  sung by deeper breaths  a sigh goodbye  i don’t know why  blundering idiots

as the story goes  the wolf in sheep’s clothing wears a spangled crest crowned with half the wealth of the world while carrier pidgins preach tough luck on your wild goose chase in the knotted forest of verbal intercourse  roll the stone just a little more and keep the wolf from the door  queens and kings clip the wings of labor making blue and white collar workers loiter for a job in the castle  the homeless mayor leads families with their tents and broken cars to the shore line of hassle  roll the stone just a little more  roll the stone  hiding in then to when as a perfect conspiracy like dropping a bucket into an empty well of clouded perception  the best guess blows an ignorant whistle playing first fiddle with the riddle hidden in a funny joke laughing over the resistant wish  roll the stone just a little more and throw the dog a bone  what makes the rubber hit the ground is the engine that makes the sound  on a fine line between doing something now and nothing at all the thief wears the crown  what if somebody knew about you and told everybody “the pyramid scam is the father to the thought”  law abiding superiors’ take the cake commanding “just do as you are told if you do not roll the stone”

connecting memory that is airy witty and orderly is peaceably encompassing harmony  all indecisively striving for balancing tranquility  any method sounds pleasingly  merge into rhythm  progress into melody  tie your chords intently with harmony  rhythm  melody and harmony  rhythms sanity encompasses melody  two or more intuitively symmetrically joining with harmony  there are three moving souls of unity  rhythm  melody and harmony bring each expression in vast succession while paralleling easily dependently surrounding rhythms adventuring into emotional predictability  and suggesting irregularities  brings on potential jeopardy  so, combine us please  merge into rhythm  progress into melody  tie your chords intently with harmony  sounds of unity with harmony

under sky into air  rainbows shine over surf pounding salt  afternoon clouds blow in breeze calling her children home  rolling fog and water falls run off green rock and giant ferns filling the pond in the valley above the dancing city  papa tells an old story about his daddy the ocean and the land  elders lifting stones forgive the king tumbling in the waves as a baby in grandmother’s arms on her beaches and bays  out into the sunset through the back door  going with her home

with all my might  look at the glass  thrill and bull the dull lull  go for it  get lucky  persistence comes through  make it truth  so, never say never  never blue  lie  never blue  blue over you  smiles repeating optimistic affirmations' my style and never say never  never say never  never say never  never blue  never blue  blue over you  go with you  or a fool stubborn as a mule to never say never  soul  balance the light blue  measure the light blue  blue

hold true to habits of youth in honesty’s plan  hasten the future  travel fast  cast fears away  oh, dream babe  gentle and tender  buttering up ever wonderfully  learned compassion of innocence  oh, taking the chance  and love truly  love pointedly  love now  oh, dream babe  clears the mess if hugging brings joy and gratitude in attitude is normally best  rampant decrees, conversational ease seek in to please  stray maturity  dream babe  oh, hasten the future  have a barrel of chocolate candies  sip on a red dry wine  paint the view rich with blue and night stars  watch the whales and the thundering surf breaking five to eight  dive in  water rushes the skin  tastes like cheery pie with a perfect crust of graham  headlines  billionaire mixes joy on now  so long before feels like paradise  sounds perfect  intellectually waste away moments of fantasy  oh my dream babe  in now  oh, in now  oh, in now  oh, in now  oh yah  today is the chance  learned compassion taking the chance  make romance  love truly  love pointedly now  love now  love now  love now oh yah  a calls weird ring  so long to after  again and again in now  so long before  so long to after  on a cloud numbered 9 my dream babe consciously contemplating correct charismatic complications

do you dance?  do you spin through air?  do you prance?  do you swirl and lead the trail of your spin?  in my tail of travesty your frills are light  send me right to your door  separate my bad memories of crying in the dark  see this one  i beg you  don’t ever leave  do you dance?  do you spin through air?  do you swirl and spin a departed trail we share?  suspended emotion  reach out and touch me  kiss me  kiss me  i’ll soar with you  hold everything  you are altering my mind  surrounded in your energy your twirls propel suspension of time  won’t you stop and straighten out lies in my life  enter my life

slide right  slide left  use an umbrella in the rain  walk an ant trail  go on a date to a bunny hop  watch a tap dance  have a ball  slide right  slide left  wear a yellow jacket  make a wish  hang in there  hang up  step up  be a wise ass  slide right  bang a hum drum  slide right  watch a storm drain  slide left  shoot the breeze and eat finger food  become a star  hold an even keel  hold your hands on the steering wheel and slide left

keep things simple  make it easier  look into transformation  intensifying magic moments nicely ricocheting combing waves wildly  movement flow  series of sequencing nicely everywhere  nicely pulsating lovingly loving you here in the moons rays  raise your head  your true heart  you are true  beautifully verifying loving you in the moon  it’s the moon revelry

this morning i woke up alone  feeling tired without you  out my window feeling blue  feel there’s nothing i can do  i went to call you on the phone but the music kept playing through my mind  knowing we had lost the time  we were so unkind  we’re going down  my mirror’s a frown  it’s time to ground  dependent on your early tone  the eggs i fried were scrambled  like what we gave was jambled and what we tried to save  down  my mirror’s a frown  it’s time to ground  this morning i woke up alone feeling tired without you  out my window feeling blue  feel there’s nothing i can do  i feel there’s noting i can do

call jybe  no lights  well lit with an astronomer’s discovery  the big luminance sky is everywhere  stars transmit clean pure pleasing energy to 1,2,3,4,5,6 senses  positive i know what i like  i like it like i like it  i like i like it  i like it like i like it  nice night to hang out in jybe  check out the new art  a blink away and out of site is the urban city of tree with fluent reflective excitement  her ore’s are replenished with earth’s own creation  peace was is and will be here  taken in by the eye one of an infinite amount of stuff equally understood  ha  it is jybe  humane are fresh  any flavor or color  good to each other  so correct sweet tart fruity juicy  beautifully admirable earth was relieved at the discovery flourishing clean air and pure water creating the evolution of human to humane  tree is a huge metropolitan and mining megalopolis

they were counting their shielding  starting for the trail  staking lives making lives trade lives and ail  fighting in corners they fought loosing instead  too cool for the boiler man screaming off with his head  mr. blister  his infantry guarded but frail  fantasized being king  doubted he'd fail  it’s the battle of oil to his subjects he said but was really a lady's love he fought for instead  the bishnueice of opec now stifling his sound caused the wounding of blister's pawn just at sundown  terror of cavalries started the scare as flying red armaments streaked into air  the yellow rose princess now stooped in her chair  searing swats scraping her lair  extending her finger in flagrant despair with blasphemous concubines’ corporate affairs  the boiler man's ringing the ruins charade  mr. blister croons dashingly  pulsing his pain  the bishnueice plucking parasites theatrical parade  the yellow rose princess reeking disdain  in an instant the malady phony it sighed with visionary militants starting to cry

flying  rise and speak of leaves  individuals together sharing secret thoughts and emotions  spontaneously surreal  give new light  never arrive  no ends to a living story  this is a living sanctuary  flying hopes infant view  flying is where we want to go  lord flying the wave of streaming molten stones

hanging with pals telling tall tales  antics and laughter  joking and talking  happy sunny or rainy  hot or cold  ocean or snow  coast or mountain happy could be in a car  in a train  in a plane or in the backyard  happy time has no measure  a wonderful land  good looking women  pretty flowers and fresh avocado  happy old news entertaining cognition igniting a flame  i’m happy  are you happy too?  you can be happy

all the lovely people on the beach today trying to duck and hide from the rain

high stepping the pull  shifting in the sand  licking salty skin  the moon lighting the warm air  shifting in glassy smooth morning lapping  the mood rolling

attach the wood and glide the soft sparkling diamonds in the ground  scream out loud for the mountain  screaming for the mountain agape and capturing the water quenching thirst for the crystals  peering through the evergreens  gripping the snow winter

driving to climb the mountain in the cold  gentle wind and heavy rain clearing my brain  little towns along a winding road hunkered down for the storm  fires in homes warm hearts  invigorating charm is sensationalizing flakes drifting, floating and sinking  gently touching faces  winters snow

only in my thoughts are you here  only in my memory with my heart i can feel  heart and feel are the same  on my skin you are near  i can hear you talking  scramble gets the intent and seasonal leaves fall  the voice in the distance contains the call  its powers over reasoning  a broken arrow in my heart  only in my  thoughts are you here  only in my memory with my heart i can feel  heart and feel are the same  on my skin you are near  i can hear you talking  a broken arrow in my heart  every ounce of energy  listen  on my skin i can feel  i can feel you baby  i can feel you right now  the voice in the distance contains the call  it powers over reasoning a broken arrow in my heart  decrepit wolf cried save me  mangy cat leaped with flesh in its claws  moon warmed the sky with her lights  another bandit clutched my wife  get in the car and listen  get in now

the club’s not open today  they’re up at the brown-nosing lair  strategizing the affair  come buy the message and play  either side's willing  confusing me and swindling the dared  the airheads got nothing to say  winning means shaving his hair  the message releases delay and fat cats not able to pay  from the simply trickle up-tee-dee  somebody open the club  strategizing mesmerizing affair  airheads sacrificing the self to the dare  you have something in my hair

traffic jams and intense drivers toiling awash in the tension seeking the unwinding nowhere and concise  somebody take my hand  you should hold me  lean in coo in my ear  familiar pessimism  everything information overload  can you hold on?  stay near?  when are you going to visit?  will I travel the back road?  is everything falling into play?  are you fluttering in space?  is the butterfly festive today?  are you coming to see me again?  will you never leave?  will you place your heart in my hand?

watching her leap into air  kind of like happiness on the sidewalk in front of a busy hotel  smiling fully  the heroine marching  pointing in self direction homeward  noise filling the air  horns blaring commerce greetings in the u.s.a.  skipping through the walking  the road beacon signals homeward  home  60 wounded  terror  fight the terror  terror for terror  for terror  for terror  60 wounded 20 dead  brothers in war  twelve twenty one oh four  lifting her powerful fist into air while envisioning friends and hoping they too will return marching homeward alive and well  people of any faith  victory bow our heads in prayer  return to the falling and lifting the souls when johnny comes marching home lifting the souls

In production and coming soon:

If There’s A Will, Then There’s A Way/Fall In Love Again/Make Up/Main Street/Ballad Of My Brothers/remake/Dancing In The Wind/Paula’s Song

My Rhyme/You Know The Little Man/Bridge To California/Gypsy On The Levi/Newspapers Read/21/two remakes

do more to avoid another mistake on my watch  build a fortress in a day  pretend a powerful force protects those i love  work through doubt  test the thought and make sure there is nothing to be afraid of  bad doesn’t not matter  good always prevails  if there’s a will  then there’s a way  surrender to faith  move along and be on my way  if there’s a will  then there’s a way  hear the galloping and stomping some distance away  standing two stories high  poised on a hill  grasp the wooden rod  point and whip the wind around the mountain  fly the horse by its white and gray long mane wearing somebody’s chain  a beautiful sight if only tame

laughing aloud is pretty petty pity for the man I used to be  waiting in the rain and freezing wind  playing songs from summer  singing fall in love  forgetting another part of the present at last  I send you this letter  Darling,  after your lifelong quest  you will return and find me as the man I used to be  when the day begins tomorrow and rains of winter bring spring flowers in the forever end of forgotten storms  once again  lay in a cloud  always in love  when you are gone  I become the man I used to be  miss you baby

sun rose  hands froze  bound in hidden words she would not say  in her sleep  it hurt deep  with no such thing as luck  his thoughts are sad  did she say something stupid?  she said  you are a coward  broke your promise to try again and free my heart  kiss up to make up  like it never happened  she wants to be loved  she lit the shadow that hides her true love  that’s just a part of the joy  bound by hidden words she will not say  that’s just a part of the sadness

i said to her  i love you  because i do  in any other place we can have a better life  i’ll get another job and you can be an artist on the corner of 2nd and main street  follow me home  love me  love you  no matter how long you are late for a date  i’m going to make it big someday  enjoy living with you  love birds on the corner of 2nd and main street  where everybody meets at noon for temptations  it’s almost too much for me

i don’t want to play with you  torture for false incrimination left me paranoid  why do you think I stay away?  every time you snap your fingers i jump  you don’t to tell me what to do  i try to stay in light  rise up from my place  but my bad memory has feelings when you are bossing me around  i did not write my will  settle it now  i’m not a victim  i got zero tolerance  prepare for the rain  i was born in the rain  raised and beat on the way  i cannot trust you  wa ha ah  i cannot trust you

i saw you dancing in the wind  you were raising your violin  high within the storm  riding the waves of tones  dancing in the wind  playing along or reveling in its flow  everyone continuously sharing all of time  feeling the energy  letting me see all of you giving to me everything  with the sounds of the winds tones  everyone is dancing in the wind  fascinating arrival  everybody shaded bright  being a part of the winds tones  dancing in the wind

are the songs thrown away?  did they know to always remain?  is there passion held within them?  can memories be the only way?  is love somewhere beyond this reflection?  can a true heart find love?  did its music give the dance?  is the answer simple?  can the answer emerge, please?  is it stupid to ask, is love forever?  is love forever?  is it the crying heart?  why does the heart hurt?  why does the heart fill the self?  is love a color?  does love stay blue?  can the blue depart and free the heart?  can the color of love come into the heart?  is the color of love entering the heart?  is pink the color of love?

while crowds burn mischievous writings on rebellious stones  calm lit the way turning night to day  while the maid hung clothing in the alley and began to sway  washing air pays off a pure jewel baby  i sure love you baby  i sure love you all the time  i sure love you baby  i sure love you in my rhyme  waiters’ hands applaud shining shoes for gas baked in silly glaze  domestic butlers busted for etching dirty words  get a pass meeting the messenger teaching gossip  saying a. o. k.  it doesn’t matter baby  i sure love you baby  i sure love you all the time  i sure love you baby  i sure love you in my rhyme  drop a hat until further notice when radicalized characters tip the jar  spilling missing ancient solutions  thinking far into the future  kissing you on the lips baby  i sure love you baby  i sure love you all the time  i sure love you baby  i sure love you in my rhyme  i always end up right back here in this beginning  repeating to myself in a moment dazed  when fallen actors realize good passions destiny on the san francisco bay  on the bay, baby on the bay, baby

walk around this town  this song is not about you  just believe  maybe sometime you could be considering the possible and probable  i’ve been on my own for so long  didn’t have anyone i could count on  indecisive soon is unknown anywhere  because of my faith in jesus  maybe  i haven’t been alone at all  in between usually has options and choices for higher selves  no regrets  are you listening  i made my mistakes  i can’t forget the things i am ashamed of  formulating pathways towards bright people of sight  i have no secrets  a woman once told me  i wear my emotions on my sleeve  i’ve been in love  got into some trouble  no regrets  now i am on my own again  smoking a lot of cigarettes drinking to much beer  even coming back and returning here  realizing i can count on you  always at peace  a song of regrets  i am a little man  ordinary folk  regular joe  guy next door  and so much more …

i worked hard  i was told twice if I did not like it leave  and i did  i caught a jet east  2 men tried to steal my money when i got to l.a.  crowded and gray  I backed into a bus  i stayed inside at every stop near a strip club  i knew I could not stay  i went the other way  on the bridge to california  driving through the fog  i hit a clear cool night towards the country  the wine and mountains close to the bay  speeding through the valley  nearing the snow  freeways and highways lead to anywhere i could want to go  leave for wisconsin today  on my way to Massachusetts  caught a ride  on the bridge to california  i could not turn back on the bridge to california  for sunshine  i had to leave home  and look back on the bridge to california

the gypsy on the levy is always in me  the gypsy on the levy is always within reach  money  time  red wine and women  face in the wind and the rain as the river roars  leaving or staying  paying for living, (other lyrics on the web site)  the gypsy on the levy is always in me  the gypsy on the levy is always within reach  money  time  red wine and women  face in the wind and the rain as the river roars  leaving or staying  paying for living  the gypsy on the levy is always within me  nothing lasts forever but the sun and the sea  the gypsy on the levy is always within reach  i'll meet you on the beach

everyone’s sleazy  the newspaper’s read  nobody’s ceasing  i'm leaving instead  politically crazy  grieving instead  crumbling money  black and then red  drastically weeping and grumbling they said  timidly tearing way out of head  gone out of head  lost their heads  children will follow  learning all they are fed  people teach while at the end  mistakenly missing love ahead  peace is in our heads  show peace instead in all our heads

on my way to 21  change was mine

two wrongs don’t make a right  two rights don’t make a wrong

All songs written by Rickey Mattos. “Thief” by Rickey and Jacob Mattos. "Revelations" by Rickey Mattos and Stephan Opedal. "Cry" by Rickey Mattos, Stephan Opedal and a friend.  All songs, lyrics and performance above are the property of Rickey Mattos.
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Jacob Mattos

Clifford Mattos
Album: What’s Love

come and take a ride with me  let’s join with people everywhere  we’ll go to places we’ve never been before  it’s about time to take a dare  i’ve been thinking about myself forgetting someone else  how about you  come on we can play all day going on our merry way  let’s live life without a care in the world  it’s about time to take a dare  i’ve been thinking about myself forgetting someone else  how about you  if you like we can have some fun  let’s go out and tell everyone there is something we can share out there it’s about time to take a dare
Song and album, written by Clifford A. Mattos  Guitar and Vocals: Clifford A. Mattos  Bass: David Pszyk  Drums: Jose L. Ortiz  Guitar and Studio Production: Joe Sturdivant of Digital Audio Services, Maui  “Dare” How About You, and the Album Cliff’s/ What’s Love copyright Clifford A. Mattos
Contact Cliff to buy his CD at: Cliff’s/ What’s Love   P.O. Box 1363   Haiku, HI 96708

Mathew Fazzi

March 2016 New Album:  Rare Futures

Album: Happy Body Slow Brain
EP:  Sleepy

I love you Mickie








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