EP FRANKLY UNLEASHED
This EP was written for the road, for resilience, and for anyone chasing meaning in the miles ahead.
Each track is a punchy dose of truth, grit, and reflection ā built for those whoāve walked through storms and still roll with soul. From hard-won clarity to midnight questions, these songs carry the sound of becoming. No filters. No fallback plans. Just forward motion.
š¶ Clarity After Motion
A soul-steady anthem for those who walk through doubt to find meaning in the move.
I packed my fears and hit the road,
No clear direction, just a heavy load.
Every mile, a whispered doubt,
But silence breaks when you ride it out.
The compass broke, but the wheel still turned,
Lessons lit where the bridges burned.
I took the step before I knew the way,
Made it through the night just to reach the day.
I moved with doubt, but kept my notionā
‘Cause clarity shows up after motion.
I donāt need the map to make a stand,
Just grace and faith know where I land.
Iām not lostāgot my locomotion.
Truth shows up in forward motion.
Iāve prayed with calloused hands and knees,
And found my path in shifting seas.
Some days I float, some days I row,
But every breath still makes me grow.
You donāt see the shape ’til it starts to move,
Every stumble finds its groove.
The pictureās painted step by stepā
A masterpiece in forward rep.
I took the step before I knew the way,
Made it through the night just to reach the day.
I moved with doubt, but kept my notionā
‘Cause clarity shows up after motion.
And I donāt need the map to make a stand,
Just grace and faith know where I land.
Iām not lostāgot my locomotion.
Truth shows up in forward motion.
Yeah, clarity shows up in forward motion.
Still moving, still provingā¦ that Iām alive.
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š Why This Song Exists
Clarity After Motion was born for every OTA who knows life doesnāt wait for perfect timingāit rewards bold steps.
ā A mantra for moving without having all the answers
ā A celebration of forward motion as a spiritual act
ā A reminder that doubt doesnāt disqualify determination
ā A tribute to grace, grit, and growth
ā A new cornerstone track in the UNLEASHED journey
š What Inspired This Song
The lyric āClarity shows up after motionā hit like lightningāa truth too big to ignore. For anyone choosing to walk into uncertainty, this song is a hand on your back. You donāt need the whole map. You need the next step. Itās a philosophy for older-than-average souls still chasing sunrise, still working with worn hands and open hearts. Itās not about having arrived. Itās about having moved.
ā Lyrics Highlight
I moved with doubt, but kept my notionā
āCause clarity shows up after motion.
š Part of the Bigger Story
This track pulses at the core of EP UNLEASHED, where motion means meaning and survival becomes a song. Tied to the Tabula Rasa RV Tour, this piece speaks to the travelers, the healers, the creatorsāthose still putting one boot in front of the other. It complements the themes of Fail Forward and Who’s the Real Director, capturing the moment when action becomes understanding.
šµ Ghost in the Rearview
A slow-burning alt-blues track born from a drive through Detroitās echoesāwhere memory meets aging steel.
I drove through the city, now a burned-out town,
Where the past still whispers and the sun stays down.
Saw my own face in the dashboard glassā
Just a younger man me , saying it won’t last.
I heard a breath that wasnāt mine,
Felt a chill in an old man’s spine.
Like some unfinished lineā
Still hanginā in the air tonight.
Thereās a ghost in the rearview,
Keeps following close, like it’s gotta break through.
Says I left too soon, says I never did fightā
But I bled in the silence, night after night.
Yeah, I feel it,
Yeah, I know itā
Truth donāt knock, just explodes when you blow it.
Had a friend turn foe in a flash of light,
All sharp smiles that went wrong from right.
Tried to bury my shame in a roadside stream,
But it rises back up in midnight screams.
You can outrun the miles, but not the sound
Of a promise you made that still hangs around.
Spunk says: Donāt fake the peace, donāt bluff the painā
Even ghosts want the truth in the pouring rain.
Thereās a ghost in the rearview,
Keeps singinā my sins like nothinā else to do.
Aināt no confession gonna make it rightā
But truth comes clean by the dashboard light.
Yeah, I feel it,
Yeah, I own itā
But redemption donāt speak till the silence condones it.
āYou hear that beat? Thatās the past tappinā.
Not askinā for permissionā¦ just cominā to collect.
The truth.ā
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š Why This Song Exists
“Ghost in the Rearview” was sparked by a visit to the VA in Detroit. As I drove through streets lined with boarded-up buildings and weathered lives, I felt a strange kinship between the cityās decay and the transitions we make with age.
ā Facing the mirror of time and wear
ā Listening to the ghosts of places and people we once were
ā Acknowledging that forward motion carries shadows
ā Creating beauty from broken lines and long roads
š What Inspired This Song
The inspiration struck during a quiet drive through Detroit’s hollowed heart. Once-vibrant apartments now stood silent, windows like blank stares. In that moment, I realized how aging is not just physicalāitās emotional archaeology. This track channels that energy through ambient noir textures, echoing guitar, and a heartbeat bass. It’s a confession laid bare on the road between who I was and who Iām becoming.
ā Lyrics Highlight
āThereās a ghost in the rearview,
Keeps singinā my sins like itās got nothinā to do.
Aināt no confession gonna make it rightā
But Iāll face it clean by the dashboard light.ā
š Part of the Bigger Story
This song is a turning point in the Tabula Rasa Tourāa moment when silence spoke louder than noise. Itās about recognizing the past not as an enemy but as a quiet companion. “Ghost in the Rearview” captures the weight of years and the grace that comes from owning every mile. It stands as a sonic tribute to cities that fade and spirits that remain.
šļø Mind Over Storm
A smoky, spoken-word anthem where Stoicism meets soul and the storm becomes a teacher.
Yeahā¦
It aināt the storm that breaks you.
Itās the story you tell about it.
You canāt stop the rain from fallinā ā
But you can stop the storm from floodinā your mind.
See, life throws dice on a crooked table,
But donāt gamble on what you canāt define.
I used to try and wrestle the world,
Grip tight every “what if,” every “shouldāve been” ā
‘Til I met a wise man while my head swirled
Who said: āSon, you fightinā the wrong wind.ā
You have powerā¦
Over your mind ā not outside events.
You find that truthā¦
And you find strength that never relents.
I learned my mind’s chaos aināt the enemy ā
Itās the tension I choose to carry.
And events shouldn’t scare meā
It’s the way my mind’s thoughts marry.
Power? Yeah, Iāve had it. Lost it.
Wore it like a badge and a shackle.
But the real power’s quieter ā
Itās in how I breathe through the battle.
They say control your destiny.
Nah ā just control your reaction
to destinyās plot twists.
Thatās the real twist.
Thatās the gold most people miss.
You have powerā¦
Over your mind ā not outside events.
You find that truthā¦
And you find strength that never relents.
Yeah, say it again…
Mind over storm.
Mind over storm.
Franklyā¦ thatās the calm I was born for.
So next time the wind howls,
and the plan goes sideways,
just smile,
lift your heart to the sky,
and say,
āI control the one thing others canāt.ā
My mind!
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š Why This Song Exists
A meditative rebelās answer to chaos, āMind Over Stormā is about choosing clarity in the face of lifeās noise.
ā Inspired by Marcus Aurelius and the Tabula Rasa RV journey
ā Encourages inner peace over external control
ā Speaks to those reclaiming mental power, one breath at a time
ā Blends philosophy, poetry, and road-worn wisdom
ā Perfect for days when life howls and you answer with stillness
š What Inspired This Song
Born from a campsite reflection on Marcus Aurelius’s quote, this track channels the spirit of the Stoics with the gravel of a soul whoās been tested. Itās not a rage ā itās a release. Jazz-noir textures meet spoken-word cadence in a late-night philosophical jam that echoes through the RV walls. A quiet anthem for anyone whoās ever battled storms on the inside.
ā Lyrics Highlight
āYou canāt stop the rain from fallinā ā
But you can stop the storm from floodinā your mind.ā
and
āMind over storm.
Franklyā¦ thatās the calm I was born for.ā
š Part of the Bigger Story
Track 3 on EP UNLEASHED, this piece marks a turning point in the Tabula Rasa journey ā from reacting to responding, from chaos to calm. It reminds us that peace isnāt passive ā itās power redirected. āMind Over Stormā builds the emotional scaffolding of the Whoās the Real Director screenplay and underscores the SWARM Agent philosophy behind Osiris: calm as command.
š¶Contemplative Silence
A noir-soaked soul groove that finds clarity through stillness and grit.
Static hum, the worldās off beat,
Neon thoughts flicker down my street.
Closed my tabs, killed the noiseā
Now Iām dancing solo with my inner voice.
Aināt no script, no masked charade,
Just me and the quiet, unafraid.
In the hush, I meet my truth,
Stripped of the rush, the race, the youth.
No applause, no alibiā
Just soul talk under a silent sky.
Footsteps gone, I drift through time,
Lost my clock, but found my rhyme.
Air so still, it almost sings,
Like vinyl wisdom in the groove it brings.
Not ghosted, not withdrawnā
Just tuned to the frequency of dawn.
Truth aināt loud, it donāt compete,
It lays down slow and lands on beat.
In the hush, I meet my truth,
Stripped of the rush, the race, the youth.
Let the world spin wild and fastā
I found gold in the stillness at last.
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š Why This Song Exists
A remix born from the weight of inner quiet and the lessons whispered by silence.
ā Rediscovery of self
ā Liberation through solitude
ā The poetry of pause
ā Dignity in stillness
ā The rebelās path to peace
š What Inspired This Song
This remix was forged on a night drive through empty city streetsāradio off, windows cracked, thoughts loud. Silence wasnāt the absence of sound; it was the presence of truth. Layered in lo-fi crackle, dusty piano, and spoken-word cadence, this track honors the rebel soul who doesnāt need to shout to be heard.
ā Lyrics Highlight
āTruth aināt loud, it donāt competeā
It lays down slow and lands on beat.ā
š Part of the Bigger Story
Contemplative Silence rides shotgun on the Tabula Rasa RV Tourāwhere every mile sheds noise and every pause reveals wisdom. Itās a touchstone of the Frankly Spunk ethos: that silence isnāt retreatāitās revelation. This remix deepens theĀ Frankly Unleashed narrative, grounding us in soulful rebellion and serene grit.
šµTo Be More, or Not to Be
A soulful country-blues anthem about breaking free, reclaiming self-worth, and walking away with purpose.
You said I changed ā well, maybe I grew.
Not every chapter’s meant to keep you.
We sang in sync, now Iām solo bold,
Your harmony turned tepid and cold.
I asked the mirror, āIs love still here?ā
It cracked a smile as it disappeared.
To be more, or not to be ā
That question whispered me free.
No more duets drenched in doubt,
No soft return, no twisted route.
If you ever kissed trouble just to feel –
“Cause hard walkaways are how you heal.
Danced barefoot where the lightning struck,
Felt the storm say, āYou’ve known all along youāre enough.ā
You called it chaos ā I called it soul,
Found my freedom while the thunder rolled.
Not lonely, not bored, not on hold ā
I question now, not the stories told.
Not waiting for a text to see ā
Iām the answer, truthfully, me.
To be more, or not to be ā
Thatās not a plea, itās a prophecy.
No reruns of what there was before,
I’m not a maybe ā I’m Frankly Spunk more.
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š Why This Song Exists
This track was born out of the crossroads ā that quiet but fierce moment when a man realizes the duet is done, and the soloās just beginning.
ā Reclaiming identity after a fractured relationship
ā Asking better questions, not begging for answers
ā Choosing bold truth over polite pain
ā Walking forward, not circling closure
ā Owning the cost of being more
š What Inspired This Song
Inspired by real-life goodbyes and the Tabula Rasa journeyās deeper lessons, To Be More, or Not to Be is a nod to Shakespeare with cowboy boots. It’s about the kind of self-respect that doesnāt yell ā it packs a bag and goes. Musically, it draws from alt-country, dusty blues, and story-driven soul, delivered with a male lead vocal thatās equal parts rugged and reflective.
ā Lyrics Highlight
āTo be more, or not to be ā
Thatās not a riddle ā just clarity.
No echoes of what we used to say,
Iām not your maybe ā Iām my own way.ā
š Part of the Bigger Story
This track rides shotgun on the Tabula Rasa RV Tour, echoing the roadās lessons about endings that are really beginnings. Itās a breakup song for those who finally stop looking back ā and instead, step fully into the next verse of their life. Like all songs on Frankly Unleashed,Ā it captures a moment of honest detachment in the age of digital love and legacy.
šµ Fail Forward
A soul-steady anthem of resilience, for those who fall with purpose and rise with grit.
We are goal-seeking creatures, stumblinā through time
Fixinā each misstep like a poet in rhyme
If you’re gonna fall, let it be forward
Toward the light, toward the lesson, toward the find
Bruised but not broken, we rise with the day
Learning from failure in a roundabout way
Dreams aināt straight linesāthey bend and they swerve
But every fall teaches the strength we deserve
Fail forward, not backālet the path be your guide
Each stumbleās a marker on the road where you tried
We fall in the direction where purpose still calls
Stay the course, stay useful, stand back up when you fall
The futureās a mirror held just out of frame
We chase what we value, and think it’s the same
No blueprint for progress, just grit and repeat
Worn boots, scarred hearts, and futures to meet
Everyoneās hoping for better tomorrows
Less pain, more peace, and fewer sorrows
We want our families to thrive and to grow
So we fall forwardāitās the best way we know
Fail forward, not backālet the path be your guide
Each stumbleās a marker on the road where you tried
We fall in the direction where purpose still calls
Stay the course, stay useful, stand back up when you fall
Fall with intention, not just collapse
The fall is a teacher that draws a new map
If youāre gonna break, then break into bloom
Your roots will find truth and find you new room
Fail forward, not backālet the path be your guide
Each stumbleās a marker on the road where you tried
We fall in the direction where purpose still calls
Stay the course, stay useful, stand back up when you fall
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š Why This Song Exists
āFail Forwardā closes the EP UNLEASHEDāa rallying cry for all whoāve ever stumbled, only to stand taller.
ā A tribute to learning through struggle
ā A mantra for staying the course
ā A message of self-worth through forward motion
ā An anthem for the quietly powerful
ā A reminder that usefulness is its own reward
š What Inspired This Song
This track grew from a simple truth: we are wired to pursue meaning. Life isnāt about being flawlessāitās about refining ourselves through trial, failure, and intention. āFail Forwardā speaks to the older-than-average soul who’s still in motion, still in service, still rising. With every fall, thereās a choice: recoil or reach. This song leans hard into the reach.
ā Lyrics Highlight
Fail forward, not backālet the path be your guide
Each stumbleās a marker on the road where you tried
We fall in the direction where purpose still calls
Stay the course, stay useful, stand backup when you fall
š Part of the Bigger Story
āFail Forwardā sets the tone for EP UNLEASHED, the soundtrack to those who refuse to quit on themselves. It echoes across the Tabula Rasa RV Tour, through every chapter of Frankly Speaking Studios, and into the bones of Whoās the Real Director. Whether climbing toward legacy, love, or simply the next sunrise, this track reminds us: your next move mattersāso fall with intention, and rise with direction.