The Rick Henry Christopher Project

1. Keep Gently Building

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[Verse 1]

The glowing night sky bursts into flames

Cryptic objects floating above

Concept and sound imagination

Echoes of distant realms unglove

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[Verse 2]

Sunrise, distant shores, and crashing waves

Create a scenery abstract

Lead me to a mysterious cave

In secret words, we made a pact

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[Chorus 1]

I stand before multi-colored hues

Plasticine hourglasses tilting

Mr. Henry casts dreams that none refuse

Fading realms of light keep softly shifting

 

[Verse 3]

Crimson blue patterns dance in my mind

Am I a King or a pauper

My Pink satin pillows smell divine

Floyd’s light show is the topper

 

[Chorus 2]

Under the sky, where colors converge

Time flows like winds, softly entwining

Mr. Henry guides as dreams start to merge

In the shifting light, stars are aligning

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[Bridge] 

Dreaming of the clouds above

Shadows lurking offer peace

Simulating life and love

Soft and silky golden fleece

 

[Chorus 3] 

I stand before multi-colored hues 

Plasticine hourglasses tilting 

Mr. Henry casts dreams that none refuse

Fading worlds of light keep gently building

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“Keep Gently Building” explores a surreal, dreamlike journey through shifting realms of light, time, and imagination. It evokes psychedelic imagery—floating objects, abstract scenery, and kaleidoscopic colors—to symbolize inner transformation and exploration. "Mr. Henry" appears as a mystical guide or dream-caster, leading the narrator through these metaphysical landscapes. The repeated chorus suggests a merging of fantasy and reality where time bends and stars align. Ultimately, the piece reflects on identity, perception, and surrendering to the unknown.

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2. Rearrange

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[Verse 1]

Ultraviolet rays creep through my brain

Cutting through the waves

Altering my thoughts

Altering my impulses

Turning all my thoughts to black

Getting on the inside track

To rip it out and rearrange

 

[Chorus 1]

Rip it out to rearrange 

Rip it out to rearrange

Rip, rip, rip, and rearrange 

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[Verse 2]

Ultraviolet rays crawl through my brain

Siphoning my blood

Rendering me dead

Rendering me unbalanced

Rigor mortis and stiffness

Leaving my body lifeless

To rip it out and rearrange

 

[Chorus 2]

Rip it out to rearrange 

Rip it out to rearrange

Rip, rip, rip, and rearrange 

Rip, rip, rip, and rearrange (rearrange)

(Rip)(Rip)(Rip)

(Rearrange)(Rearrange)(Rearrange)

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This song explores the experience of mental and emotional transformation through the metaphor of ultraviolet rays, symbolizing an invisible force that invades the mind and alters perception. The rays represent an intense internal struggle—perhaps trauma, madness, or overwhelming change—that cuts deep, disrupts identity, and leads to a breakdown of self. The repeated call to "rip it out and rearrange" suggests a desperate need to dismantle what’s broken and rebuild from scratch, no matter how violent or painful the process. The imagery of death and decay in the second verse reflects the emotional toll this transformation takes, as if the person must die symbolically to be reborn. Altogether, the song is a raw, visceral depiction of psychological deconstruction and rebirth.​

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3. Voices

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Extra sensory perception

Has burdened my mind with voices

Severely demented from conception 

Chaotic from the noises

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The doctor calls me Timothy 

I could swear my name is Rick Henry 

My body is chaste with electricity 

Psychopathic brain entry

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Infused with unusual colour (colour) 

I can’t stop the noises 

Fantasy explodes into a star 

My brain my brain hears voices

 

On a starship to the moon 

Swirling patterns invade my thoughts 

Feeling like I am no more than a goon 

Governed by the mind robots

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Mirrors morph through fractured colour (colour) 

I can’t stop the noises

Dreamscapes bloom and quietly smother

My brain my brain hears voices  

 

Help me! Help me! 

Out of this room

I’m suffocating

Help me! Help me! 

Out of this gloom

It’s frustrating

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Infused with unusual colour (colour)

I can’t stop the noises

Fantasy explodes into a star

My brain my brain hears voices (voice)(voices)(voices)

(Voices)(Voices)(Voices)(Voices)(I can hear what you're thinking)

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This song paints a surreal and disturbing portrait of someone experiencing a psychological breakdown, possibly due to intense sensory overload or a dissociative mental condition. The reference to "extra sensory perception" and "voices" suggests a struggle with auditory hallucinations or schizophrenia, while the identity confusion between "Timothy" and "Rick Henry" reflects a fractured sense of self. Vivid imagery like “infused with unusual colour” and “fantasy explodes into a star” portrays a chaotic internal world, blurring the line between reality and hallucination. The cry for help—"Help me! Help me!"—adds urgency and desperation, hinting at isolation and the torment of being trapped in one’s own mind. Overall, the lyrics evoke a powerful sense of confusion, fear, and the longing for clarity or release.

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4. The Two Of Us

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It’s the middle of the night

And I am sitting all alone

Flying a string without a kite

I dream of us finding a home

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My vision is a slide

I search to find my proper name

I’ve got a taste without a bite

I want to find my eternal flame

 

When will we be one 

The two of us

Two lives into one 

The two of us

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Struggled through a long divide

Fragmenting tears turn into laughter

It’s nice to have you by my side

At last together forever after

 

The sands of time are turning

Into a paradise in my dreams

That look in your eyes is confirming 

Two of us in a heavenly gleam

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We are ever one 

The two of us

Two names into one

The two of us

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This song, though it reads like a romantic ballad, is actually a poignant inner dialogue between two identities coexisting in the same mind. The narrator is alone in the night, reflecting on their fragmented sense of self, with metaphors like “flying a string without a kite” symbolizing a lost or unanchored identity. Lines like “I search to find my proper name” and “two lives into one” reveal a deep longing to integrate the separate identities into a singular, unified self. There’s both comfort and confusion in this relationship—“It’s nice to have you by my side”—as the other identity feels like both a companion and a reflection, blurring where one ends and the other begins. Ultimately, the song is about yearning for peace, wholeness, and the elusive sense of becoming “ever one,” finally free from the inner division.

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5. Doctor Havelock 

 

Confusion took over Mr Henry

As he woke from a frightening dream

He was a black cat

Walking under ladders

Tiptoeing across thirteen shattered mirrors

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Someone tried to suffocate him

Under an umbrella opened indoors

A siren blared from faraway

As his mother’s head fell to the floor

 

Dr Havelock spoke in a strange voice

The master of psychoactive drugs

Dr Havelock gave me no choice

He knocked me out with his hypnotism

 

Mr Henry struggled with a dark shadow

An image larger and stronger than he

He managed to knock the chair out from under

But soon he blacked out into a dream

 

Dr Havelock calls me Timothy

An alter ego of the real me

Dr Havelock my name is Rick Henry

He numbs my mind to the point of frailty

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Dr Havelock I’m knocking

I want to escape from this box

Dr Havelock won’t you let me out

Please remove the chains and locks

 

Dr Havelock I want to be free

 

The song explores Timothy’s internal struggle as he copes with dissociative identity disorder, with Rick Henry emerging as a dominant alter ego within his fractured mind. The vivid dream imagery—black cats, shattered mirrors, and falling mothers—symbolizes Timothy’s overwhelming fear, guilt, and trauma. Dr. Havelock, a controlling and possibly unethical psychiatrist, exerts power through drugs and hypnosis, stripping Timothy of agency and deepening his dissociation. As Rick begins to take over, Timothy becomes increasingly desperate to reclaim his identity, pleading to be released from the mental prison Dr. Havelock—and perhaps Rick himself—has created. In the final stanzas, Timothy’s voice rises in anguish, yearning not only for escape but for freedom from the haunting identity that lives inside him.

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6. Triggers

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Triggers

Triggers

Triggers

Triggers everywhere

 

Triggers

Triggers

Triggers

Triggers everywhere

 

Triggers

Triggers

Triggers

Triggers everywhere

 

I put my foot on the pedal

I had to get myself out of town

I put my foot to the metal

I had to leave before I was beaten down

 

Triggers

Triggers

Triggers

Triggers everywhere

 

Triggers

Triggers

Triggers

Triggers everywhere

 

Triggers

Triggers

Triggers

Triggers everywhere

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I have to find me a new place

Far away from the rocky road

I gotta find me a new place

Far away from that rocky road

 

Bruises

Name-calling

Punches

Kicking

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Triggers

Triggers

Triggers

Triggers everywhere

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Triggers 

Triggers 

Triggers 

Triggers everywhere

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This disco-styled song delivers a stark emotional contrast: while its beat invites dancing, the lyrics expose deep trauma and the desperate need for escape. The repetition of “Triggers everywhere” reflects how overwhelming and constant the reminders of past abuse or emotional pain are for the narrator. The upbeat tempo masks a narrative of someone fleeing a dangerous environment, likely filled with physical and emotional violence. The verses about bruises, name-calling, and punches suggest a history of domestic abuse or bullying, making the “rocky road” symbolic of a life filled with suffering.

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7. Mr. Henry 

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[Verse 1]

Mr Henry walks the halls of silent gold

Pictures of stories never told

Famous family, the name is overblown

In a house of skeletons Mr Henry feels alone

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[Verse 2]

A multitude of questions he dares not ask

Hidden behind his perfect mask

Is there a meaning for this game called fame?

He’s searching for an answer beyond the family name

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[Chorus 1]

Mr Henry’s lost in a world of cameras flashing

He’s searching for something that isn’t always crashing

In this insane noise, he finds a quiet space

He’s on a hidden path to a slower pace

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[Verse 3]

In jars and boxes, his fantasy world lies

Microscopic realms beneath his eyes

Insects crawl sparking Mr Henry’s game

A private kingdom expanding beyond the family fame

 

[Bridge]

In the glare of fame his parents are blinded

They unload him on Nannies to be guided 

They send gifts from far away

Their love feels distant, cold, and strained

Each gesture meant to lift him high

Only emphasizes this long goodbye

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[Verse 4]

In his solitary garden, peace is found

A world of discovery without a sound

With every creature, he begins to see

The beauty in nature and the wonder of being free

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[Chorus 2]

Mr Henry’s escaping the world of cameras flashing

His foundation is strong, no longer always crashing

In this sore insane noise, he finds a quiet space

He’s on a hidden path to a slower pace

 

[Outro]

Mr Henry is a lonely boy

His insect village is his joy

Inside his manufactured world

Lies a happiness unfurled

 

This lyric paints a poignant portrait of Mr. Henry—a boy born into wealth and fame but burdened by emotional neglect and the pressure of a manufactured image. Though surrounded by privilege, he feels invisible in his own home, where appearances matter more than connection. His retreat into a private world of insects and nature becomes both a form of escapism and a path to genuine self-discovery. The constant flash of cameras contrasts with the quiet beauty he finds in solitude, highlighting the emptiness of fame compared to the richness of inner peace. Ultimately, the song is about reclaiming identity in a world that only sees the surface, and finding freedom in the smallest, most overlooked places.

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8. Rubber Room

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They’ve got a rubber room and it’s waiting for me

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My name is on the door R. I. C. K.

Wrap me in a jacket

My arms are confined

Take me to that rubber room

To live out my life

 

I am bouncing off the walls

Sorry, I didn’t mean to bite your arm

But nothing seems to be able to control me

I am a danger

But I mean no harm

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They call me by name. Are you OK Rick?

Am I one of the loonies?

I can’t see I’m blind

Take me to that rubber room

To live out my life

 

The padded walls are safe

I need to be protected from myself

But nothing seems to be able to control me

I am down spiral 

From my mental health

 

I’m out of control

Sinking down in this hole

It’s dark all around me

I cannot see

Drowning, drowning 

But I have a good life

I’m just lonely

I love you

 

I love you in my rubber room

All alone in my rubber room

Always dark in my rubber room

Tears are falling in my rubber room

 

Warning 

You better stay away from me, my teeth are razor sharp

 

This lyric captures Timothy’s complete psychological collapse into the Rick Henry identity, where he no longer sees himself as Timothy at all. Overwhelmed by voices, confusion, and uncontrollable behavior, he resigns to the idea of living out his days confined—finding a strange comfort in the padded isolation of the “rubber room.” The conflicting tones of violence, vulnerability, and longing reveal a deep internal battle between madness and humanity. Even while acknowledging his dangerous state, he still expresses love and loneliness, showing that there is a frightened person beneath the chaos. The lyric ultimately paints a haunting picture of dissociation, where identity fractures, reality blurs, and isolation becomes both prison and sanctuary.

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9. Mama (I Didn’t Mean To Hurt You)

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[Intro]

Mama (mama) I didn't mean to hurt you (mama) mama (mama) mama (mama)

 

[Verse One]

Mama where have you gone 

I feel so alone (alone) 

I miss your hugs and kisses

mama come take me home

 

[Verse Two]

Mama my heart is broken

I’m dressed in chains

Their voices have been spoken

Mama my heart feels pain

 

[Bridge]

They’ve locked me up

It’s dark in here

The walls are crated

I cannot see

They’ve drugged me

I’m sedated

Kicking the walls

This is where I fall

I’m alone (all alone)

 

[Verse Three]

Mama I’m reaching out

I see your face

I need to scream I need to shout

Mama is this my fate

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[Outro]

Mama did I kill you

I’m sorry [cry]

I didn’t mean to hurt you

I love you (you)

I want to be free (free)

 

This lyric captures Timothy's painful awakening to the reality that he may have harmed—possibly even killed—his mother, an act his mind had previously buried or distorted. He swings between denial, grief, and a desperate yearning for her love, which now feels lost and unreachable. The setting suggests he's institutionalized, sedated, and isolated, symbolizing both literal confinement and the inner prison of his guilt and fractured mind. The repetition of "Mama" throughout emphasizes his childlike longing and deep emotional dependence, even in the face of his own violent act. The final lines show a tragic clarity beginning to surface—he's starting to remember, and the weight of that truth is unbearable.

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10. Mr. Henry Wears My Face

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[Verse 1]

Here I am at the end of the road

My eyes are opening with realizations

I fell into a dark rabbit hole

I thought I was on the road to salvation

 

[Verse 2]

It happened in mirrors screaming loud

Colors are dazzling I bought into the show

Mr. Henry told me to be proud

He was the end of me little did I know

 

[Chorus 1]

Surreal cameras flashing

I’m locked in this room

Mama is crashing

I’ve fallen to my doom

 

[Verse 3]

He blocked my view from reality

Mr. Henry is a danger I did not see

From his affliction I tried to flee

He made me do things that made me feel angry

 

[Verse 4]

I saw an escape in his image

It was just a reflection of me falling

I became a part of the wreckage

The door is now shut and he is controlling

 

[Bridge]

The clocks are melting, the mirrors all lie

I scream without sound as he watches me cry

My shadow is broken, my soul is wearing thin

I don’t know where he ends and where I begin

 

[Chorus 2]

Surreal cameras flashing

The film starts to peel

Mama is crashing

I can’t tell what is real

 

This final song, "Mr. Henry Wears My Face,” serves as a powerful closing to the concept album, capturing the climax of Timothy’s inner collapse and the full realization of his fractured identity. In this moment of painful clarity, Timothy acknowledges that he has been overtaken by the persona of Rick Henry—an identity he once believed would save him but that ultimately led him into deeper darkness. The lyrics reflect his dawning understanding that the path he followed, guided by this alter ego, was not salvation but disintegration. The once-glamorous illusion (“colors are dazzling,” “cameras flashing”) now feels surreal and hollow, with mirrors and melting clocks symbolizing a complete breakdown of time, identity, and perception.

 

Timothy’s reference to his mother “crashing” anchors the tragedy in something deeply personal and real—suggesting her death or emotional destruction occurred while he was trapped in the grip of this false self. The song’s imagery (“He blocked my view,” “my soul is wearing thin,” “the door is now shut”) conveys not just regret but a terrifying finality—there is no going back. By the end, Timothy can no longer distinguish where he ends and where Rick begins, bringing the central theme of dissociation full circle.

 

This song ties the entire story together by confirming that Rick Henry was never a separate person, but a projected identity within Timothy—born of trauma, delusion, and a desperate search for escape. The title, though never spoken in the lyrics, now resonates with heavy meaning: Mr. Henry wears my face because he is Timothy, distorted and magnified, until all distinction is lost.

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Song reviews written by Rick Henry Christopher with the help of Copilot