Cool rock track with melancholic melody and nice contrast between sections! Great job!

To all the strangers out there pretending to be human every day. I find myself falling short all too often.


I'm not what you see
Merely a version of what may be
If you read between the lines

We just pretend
Wear our masks
We will defend
With all our power
Anyone who tries
To see what we really are

Best be on your guard
Divining the truth can be really hard
Hard to read the signs
Wearing my disguise
I can be what I want through another's eyes
You never see what's mine

We just pretend
Wear our masks
We will defend
With all our power
Anyone who tries
To see what we really are

I'm a stranger
I'm a friend
You don't see that I just pretend
I never cross that line

We Pretend

To the beauty of simple things, like that of this beautiful Spanish Sparrow

SPARROW

I’ve traveled the seas and I’ve wandered the lands
I’ve sprinkled the seeds grown into these grass
Encircled by peaks I’m unable to pass
I feel like a stone being crushed into sand

You can run all you want you can cower and hide
Fall asleep with a gun and wake up with a knife
The Devil has come to ruin our plans 
These are the deeds of a desperate man
You can dig all you want I’ve got nothing to hide
No blood on my hands no guilt in my mind
My body is old but I give what I can
These are the deeds of a desperate man

I came to a town where nobody smiled 
And tilted my hat to a woman and child
I offered support but the people were shy
Their soil ablaze and the desert is dry

You can run all you want you can cower and hide
Cloak your skin from the sun fornicate with the night
The Devil has come to ruin our plans 
These are the deeds of a desperate man
You can dig all you want I’ve got nothing to hide
Overcome by the heat and it messed with my mind
My shoulders are frail but I do what I can
These are the deeds of a desperate man

You can run all you want you can cower and hide
Fall asleep with a gun and wake up with a knife
The Devil has come to ruin our plans 
These are the deeds of a desperate man
You can dig all you want I’ve got nothing to hide
No blood on my hands no guilt in my mind
My body is old but I give what I can
These are the deeds of  a desperate man

Desperate Man

My Island

Lyrics;
Summertime and the living is...
Hey! I Know that guy! ...

I saw him
Yes, I saw him
Santa Claus
chiilin'
in his big driveway
Had to be a reindeer's dream
Santa in the summer
With a four wheel sleigh

Hot August sun
All dressed in black
Santa having summer fun

A big white beard
A big ole tummy
Winter cheer
His summer disposition is sunny

He's the jolly old man
With a shiny Caddy
Right here
in Fishers Indiana
Not the place
I thought I'd see

He's even cool
In the heat of day
Resting up                                        
Before the great big giveaway

A big white beard
A big ole tummy
Winter cheer
His summer disposition is sunny

Yes it's Summer
And Santa's living life
Just like anyone
up and down this street

Summertime's
Not the time

But there he was we all saw him
Me, my kids, my wife
Kicking back in Fishers
The surprise of our life

So strange to see the man
Dressed all in black
Not the red and white
And bag of toys upon his back
In Fishers Indiana
With a big Cadillac
But yeah, I saw him!

A big white beard
A big ole tummy
Winter cheer
His summer disposition is sunny

Summer Santa

楓~ (短編) をフルサイズにしてアレンジを加えました。
（I made Kaede~ (Tanpen) full size and added an arrangement.)

戻れない過去への葛藤と儚さを題材にしています。
（The theme is the conflict and transience of the past that cannot be returned.）

楓~Érable~

There's A Party In My Head

A tribute to my youth in the old docks and industry areas.
Written, performed and recorded by Neli CoKo, 2022, all rights reserved.
Thank you for listening :)

Lyrics:
That was the hood

I dream of the lost places
That used to be my hood.
Decay and rotten industry, 
The sceneries were good.

That was the hood.

Walls and lamps of concrete, 
Broken glass around
Gravel, rails and switches
Covering the ground. 

That was the hood.

In pale dirty streetlights
Rats from right to left
While gangsters round the corner
Are planning their next theft.

That was the hood.

When you have to live here
It´s good to know some names.
But if you do, you feel safe 
Protected in the game. 

That was the hood.

At night no one around here 
But restless freaks like me
I miss sneaking around
My rotten industry

That was the hood.

楓~Érable~

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