Great lyrics - works really well with the feel of the track. [via https://sc.repostexchange.com]

Boa mano a música está muito agradável

Powerful message with excellent performances!

charming song, awesome sound!! makes me feel the power of the universe in its complex simplicity

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Time For De-Stress (Earthshine Part I)

High Treason

Gbogbo.mp3

This is the first entry to EXCURSIONS - Volume I, my new endeavour to produce as many pieces of music as fast as possible. 
I want to see how much I can do in a (at least for my standards) very short period of time, mainly to increase my overall efficiency when it comes to making music but also to get more experience in the process of actually finishing projects, which I lack.

This one is a simple progression that doesn't evolve much in terms of harmonic content but builds more upon the idea of: emotions first, complexity later. Since I tend to dislike things I make that are too "unoriginal" (as if that ship hasn't already sailed) and discard usable ideas that can easily be turned into something pretty good, I figured this would be the perfect way of trying to break this useless notion of reinventing the bloody wheel every time (not that I do that, but I hold myself to that stupidly impossible standard regardless).
I hope I succeed and I think with this piece I am on a good way towards getting better at that.

Hope you enjoy this little Richter-esque excursion. 
More (probably short) pieces will follow - they might be totally different to this one, they might be similar - I shall take what I can get :)

Cheerio,
Cedric

[ amazing photo by Vadim Sadovski that I used for this cover found here: https://unsplash.com/photos/rVk7NXidQFY ]

EXCURSIONS Vol. I

The End Is Never The End Is Never...

EXCURSIONS - The End Is Never The End Is Never...

Relaxing Music 
Artist: Masakazu Anai - Synthesizers, keyboards
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Peacock

LIKE A FLOWER

Ver.1
I remember the flowers that grew, from the earth,
remember rose petals, fly away.
And then everyone here wants to go to war
make war.
I remember days that never pass,
and then they return as rivers.
There are things you won't hear,
like the sun, on the beach.
There are days you won't understand,
like the wind, in your hands.
And things that never go away
like the wind, in the fog,
that never changes, that never changes.

Corus.1
Everyone making bombs, there is God's war,
there is the war of God.
Everyone making bombs, with the hands of God,
with the hands of God.
Everyone making bombs, I want to fight too,
I want to fight too.
It takes life and courage to be, like a flower,
like a flower.
All with bombs, to be God.
All with bombs, in God's face,
in the face of God.
It takes life and courage to be alive like a flower
like a flower.

Ver.2
I remember the flowers that disappeared, from the earth ahh ah
and rose petals fly away, in the mist ahh ahh
And then, all here to make war.
I bomb you .. no no I bomb you.
Like newspapers without shame,
God's shame, God's shame.
But where is honesty but who is honesty with?
They're all out, they want to make war,
make war.
To give love in the name of God,
and don't change your mind.. otherwise I'll kill you.
So we make war, to live on love
to live for love.

Corus.2
Everyone making bombs, there is God's war,
there is the war of God.
Everyone making bombs, with the hands of God,
with the hands of God.
Everyone making bombs, I want to fight too,
I want to fight too.
It takes life and courage to be, like a flower,
like a flower.
All with bombs, to be God.
All with bombs, I want to die with God,
I want to die with God.
It takes life and courage to be alive like a flower,
like a flower.
Everyone making bombs, in God's face.

COME UN FIORE

Vers.1
Ricordo i fiori che crescevano, dalla terra,
ricordo petali di rose, volare via.
E poi qua tutti vogliono, fare la guerra
fare la guerra.
Ricordo giorni che non passano mai, 
e poi ritornano come fiumi.
Ci sono cose che non sentirai,
come il sole, sulla spiaggia.
Ci sono giorni che non capirai, 
come il vento, tra le mani.  
E cose che non passano mai,
come il vento, nella nebbia,
che non cambia mai, che non cambia mai.

Corus.1
Tutti a fare bombe, c’è la guerra di Dio,
c’è la guerra di Dio. 
Tutti a fare bombe, con le mani di Dio,
con le mani di Dio.
Tutti a fare bombe, voglio lottare anch’io,
voglio lottare anch’io.
Ci vuole vita e coraggio ad esser, come un fiore,
come un fiore.
Tutti con le bombe, per essere Dio.
Tutti con le bombe, alla faccia di Dio,
alla faccia di Dio.
Ci vuole vita e coraggio ad esser, vivo come un fiore
come un fiore.

Vers.2
Ricordo i fiori che sparivano, dalla terra ahh ah
e petali di rose volare via, nella nebbia ahh ahh
E poi, tutti qua a farsi la guerra.
A ti bombardo io ..no no ti bombardo io.
Come giornali senza la vergogna, 
la vergogna di Dio, la vergogna di Dio.
Ma l’onestà dove sta ma l’onestà con chi sta?
Sono tutti fuori, vogliono fare la guerra, 
fare la guerra.
Per dare amore a nome di Dio,
e non cambiare idea.. se no ti uccido io.
Così facciamo la guerra, per viver d’amore
per viver d’amore.

Corus.2
Tutti a fare bombe, c’è la guerra di Dio,
c’è la guerra di Dio. 
Tutti a fare bombe, con le mani di Dio,
con le mani di Dio.
Tutti a fare bombe, voglio lottare anch’io,
voglio lottare anch’io.
Ci vuole vita e coraggio ad essere, come un fiore,
come un fiore.
Tutti con le bombe, per essere Dio.
Tutti con le bombe, voglio morire con Dio,
voglio morire con Dio.
Ci vuole vita e coraggio ad esser vivi come un fiore,
come un fiore.
Tutti a fare bombe, alla faccia di Dio.

COME UN FIORE

It always winds up this way.  The royalty get the Palace and the people fight over scraps in the street.  Simple song here from the perspective of a broken man standing on a cold hungry street outside of a Palace and wondering what life is like inside.

Palace Walls

The Day The Fair Left Town by Jeremias Langsämmer is on the new album "Sleepers".

The Day The Fair Left Town by Jeremias Langsämmer

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The Hidden

All Night

All Night (Original) by Wannislas

tangled up(sickboi)

I love my close ones and I love them one and all
But they have me worried I don’t want to lose no one
Fear is the price of love no one ever said
But these times are different and the rules have been reset
Guess I’m a lucky guy

I sit here all alone and worry ‘bout the days
I’m scared to go out I want to stay in bed
The daily question is if this is life or death
Sometimes I wish I could live with my blind faith
Guess I’m a lucky guy

I guess they call this game survival
Won’t you come and join my gang
I’m holding out for our revival
Wont you lend a helping hand

I watch the news and it has so many sides
They’re yelling at each other me I’m scared to die
I watch the numbers and they’re almost off the edge
We are imprisoned in this prison that we made
Guess I’m a lucky guy

I guess they call this game survival
Won’t you come and join my gang
I’m holding out for our revival
Wont you lend a helping hand


I wish I knew how this story really ends
I may be smarter or I may just be dead
So I sit here all alone working on this song
This is my letter to those babies still unborn
Guess I’m a lucky guy

Palace Walls

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