All Songs Written, Played*, Recorded and Produced by Pachakutíc.

*Getting Water (From a Stone) features
Alexis Olguin on Bass Guita

All Visual Components Produced by:
Jonathon Kimbrell

Producing Partners:
Alexis Olguin
Andrew Calucag
Shannon Whitworth

‘Knockin’’ features samples from

"Quick Chain Drops”
courtesy Hitrison via freesound.org

"Slapping wood door”
courtesy felix.blume via freesound.org

"Wind On Door Short.wav”
courtesy Benboncan via freesound.org

‘Little Things’ features samples from

"CITY_BRUSSELS_STREET_MORNING.wav”
courtesy keng-wai-chane-chick-te via freesound.org

Thank you to my sister, Elle, my folks and
their folks. The friends and family that
support this continuing desire
and acting as a bridge when crossing
those valleys is too difficult a task on my own.
Thank you again to my producing partners, 
to Austin Allen, Michael Olguin, 
James Buie, Kevin Johanssen, 
Jacob Smith and Dee
Colin Wood, Cody, Corey and Lexi Freeman, 
Trey and Nikki David, Brye Derby,
Cody Richeson
Jodi, Harrison, Jacqueline, and Lorelei Calucag,
the Insta, Twitch, Youtube, TikTok, 
and Facebook crews, 
the team at iZotope and
the Logic Pro X team.

VIII. Cold Dark Streets

The cold, dark streets beckon to me,
I heartily accept that reply,
Don’t twist me like the feathers of an angel,
We will dance death’s eternal goodbye.

I fell from earth to open heaven’s gates,
I cannot wait to relate my reason,
Build a home of consonants, and irony,
Do not lie to me, it feels like treason.

Pleasing everybody but myself,
I was born to be the martyr,
My time has come to serve,
But the choice is even harder,


To love myself or love the earth,
To be the man, and get the girl,
I don’t want more than I can give,
And I can give the world.

Now, We will stand as one,
As it all falls down,
Our Society is done,
What do we do now?

IX: Knockin’

Who’s that coming,
knocking round my door,
I ain’t taking visitors
at a quarter till four
It ain’t me,
you must be coming to see

I hear the wind a picking up,
rattle my chimes,
I’m not seeing anyone
at this time,
Now Go,
There’s No Need in my soul,

You shake on the gate,
You can rattle the lock,
Nobody’s coming in
if I want them stopped,
Just leave,
I’d rather be in harmony

My Window Panes whistle,
The Shutterpanes Slap,
I’d prefer some solitude,
Where I’m at,
Goodbye,
No tears, no need to cry,

Who’s that coming,
knocking round my door,
I ain’t taking visitors
at a quarter past three
It ain’t me,
you must be coming to see

Now Go,
There’s No Need in my soul,

Just leave,
I’d rather be in harmony

Goodbye,
No tears, no need to cry,

You’re Gone,
Now My Soul Is Moving On

X: Getting Water (From a Stone)
[feat. Alexis olguin]

You know I try - try to please you
But sometimes still feel so alone
And baby, you know - you knoow i need ya,
I can see you only need the telephone

Getting water from you, baby
Is like Squeezing love - from a stone
Getting water from you, baby
Its like Squeezing love - from a stone

I want you to be happy, girl,
I hope that I have made it known,
Please baby tell me
If you’d rather be, be on your own,

Getting water from you, baby
Is like Squeezing love - from a stone
Getting water from you, baby
Its like Squeezing love - from a stone

Didn’t think that you’d wanna leave me baby
I had you sitting down on that throne
But you can’t love nobody wo-man,
And now I have - I have been shown.

Because, Getting water from you, baby
Its like Squeezing love - from a stone
Getting SOMETHING from you, baby
S’like squeezing love - from a stone

XI: the seeker

The good times are a going
and baby you were meant to go fast
but now you’re slowing

good times are a fading
you never knew at all before
how much time was in the waiting

The good times if you’re finding
I hope they last forever and
that you will pay them minding,

If it’s good times that your searching,
May the seeker find the treasure,
and baby may it last forever

XII: Let the Spirit

I wish I was a loner,
So when I am, it wouldn’t hurt so much.
I wish I didn’t feel,
So it never made me want to try to touch.
My river is not damed,
But I swear on my soul I am -
Let me - Let it go Free.
Yeah, help me,
Let me let the spirit be.

You know I can be the sunshine,
if I wasn’t so full of rain.
And I only want to give you joy,
because the only thing I know is pain.

I’m only giving everything,
cause that’s all I have to give.
So just for you I have to sing,
To help you as you try to live.

I wish I was a loner,
So when I am, it wouldn’t hurt so much.
I wish I didn’t feel,
So it never made me want to try to touch.
My river is not damed,
But I swear on my soul I am -
Let me - Let it go Free.
Yeah, help me,
Let me let the spirit be.

Now if I’ve learned a thing,
in any of these 9000 days,
We’ve got to learn compassion,
to heal some of this pain.

Hope - it still means something,
Love, I guess so too,
I’m just here to lay the groove,
And I’ll always do it just for you.

I wish I was a loner,
So when I am, it wouldn’t hurt so much.
I wish I didn’t feel,
So it never made me want to try to touch.
My river is not damed,
But I swear on my soul I am -
Let me - Let it go Free.
Yeah, help me,
Let me let the spirit be.

XIII: Spring Dreaming

Oh this wind keeps making these leaves fall
And the colors look like it’s last call,
I’m trying to hold my soul, smoke ‘em if ya got ‘em,
I know my love leaves at the end of autumn.

Now I’m - Spring Dreamin’,
No more pain
Summer is coming,
Sunshine Days,
And the hope of heat,
Means a brand new way,
Until I wake up,
And I remember your name.

Oh, this snow keeps making my nose raw,
I even start to wonder if you miss me at all,
Keep my spirit, cause I’m strong, remember,
I’ve just gotta make it all through the winter

So I’m - Spring Dreamin’,
No more pain
Summer is coming,
Sunshine Days,
And the hope of heat,
Means a brand new way,
Until I wake up,
And I remember your name.

Now the grass is green, feels like a cold front,
They promise the rain will stop next month,
Half a year on, and, now I see,
I never, ever, ever should have let you leave

Now I’m - Spring Dreamin’,
No more pain
Summer is coming,
Sunshine Days,
And the hope of heat,
Means a brand new way,
Until I wake up,
And I remember your name.

XIV: Little Things

It’s the little things again.
It seems to be all we ever talk about, my friend.
All these little things, alone, Aren’t that much,
but oh my dear, my my, how they have grown.

And I will,
Pack my things, I’ll ride away.
And I will,
Move along, find a place.
And I will,
Wonder if I miss all those
little things -

It’s the little things I love
And if I could say I think you came from above.
All those little things we got, It’s not much
But we’ll water it, my dear, and grow our plot!

And I think,
This is Paradise,
And I think
Now I am home with you
And I think,
I love so much our
Little things.
All our
little things...

Oh the the little things my friend,
Think about how they got you to the end.
These brittle little things we saw,
Sometimes they build us up, sometimes they lead us to the fall.

And I see
Everything that got me here
And I see
All through time and space
And I see
How much is caused by these
Little things
Think of the
little things.