Written, produced, and performed by yours truly.

The album title, and a lot of the lyricism, drew from the experiences, emotions, and thought patterns I've had over the last year and a half. I have lots of anxieties about the world, but I'm grateful for the love and support of my friends and family.

Musically, the biggest inspiration for this album has been my Weber upright piano, which we bought second-hand shortly after moving to CT. It has a practice pedal, which plops a nice thick felt right down between the keys and the hammers. I'll sit down and doodle on it daily. In the end, I ended up recording it for every song on the album except the two instrumental songs, ironically enough. The last song on the album is a solo piano/vocal piece.

I hope you enjoy Scenes from a Window.

Scenes from a Window

Written, produced, and performed by yours truly.

The album title, and a lot of the lyricism, drew from the experiences, emotions, and thought patterns I've had over the last year and a half. I have lots of anxieties about the world, but I'm grateful for the love and support of my friends and family.

Musically, the biggest inspiration for this album has been my Weber upright piano, which we bought second-hand shortly after moving to CT. It has a practice pedal, which plops a nice thick felt right down between the strings and the hammers. I'll sit down and doodle on it daily. In the end, I ended up recording it for every song on the album except the two instrumental songs, ironically enough. The last song on the album is a solo piano/vocal piece.

I hope you enjoy Scenes from a Window.

Lyrics:
Hey, where are you headed
Can I hitch a ride
Wait, let me get this
I’m on your side
Please tell me your weakness
I’ll watch over it for you
There’s no need to check in later
I know you have things to attend to

A familiar scene, a hit and run
Count another one
It doesn’t use its given name
Changes where it comes from
It bites at the corners of
The people and the self you love
By the time you know and call it in
It’s already wheels up

Started out with something pure
But it slowly degraded to the state it’s in now
Look at me getting myself down
You'd think I’d have learned by now

A familiar scene, a hit and run
Count another one
It doesn’t use its given name
Changes where it comes from
It bites at the corners of
The people and the self I love
By the time you know and call it in
It’s already wheels up

I can’t get myself up from the chair
The fabric’s faded and the cushion’s bare
The place called home is somewhere else
It left behind its hollow shell
I know my mind plays tricks on me
Slowly learning about entropy
Bring me back to the ground
And hope I come around

It’s a familiar scene

Wheels Up

Written, produced, and performed by yours truly.

The album title, and a lot of the lyricism, drew from the experiences, emotions, and thought patterns I've had over the last year and a half. I have lots of anxieties about the world, but I'm grateful for the love and support of my friends and family.

Musically, the biggest inspiration for this album has been my Weber upright piano, which we bought second-hand shortly after moving to CT. It has a practice pedal, which plops a nice thick felt right down between the strings and the hammers. I'll sit down and doodle on it daily. In the end, I ended up recording it for every song on the album except the two instrumental songs, ironically enough. The last song on the album is a solo piano/vocal piece.

I hope you enjoy Scenes from a Window.

Lyrics:
We've treaded here before, but never found a way through
Some might say we're long past the point of no return
Don't have the numbers, and one still wonders
How much do we have left to burn
 
The only way out now is to outsmart the enemy
We're all playing by the rules of modern engagement
There's blood on the line, but we're holding this time
The other end of this arrangement
 
Day will break, and clouds will form
The rain may fall, the ground stays firm
Hiding from silhouettes
Some future world's regret
Night will fall, and life will sleep
The nightmares come, the heart still beats
If you feel me slip away, shake me awake
 
Some might choose to stay, and some would rather leave
This moment may have two vastly different outcomes
It quickly coalesced, the hum of unrest
The world has come undone
 
I’ve been waiting for the train to leave the station
I'll take the next one and see you on the other side
Before we came to the message came through
Some things should be left to die
 
Day will break, and clouds will form
The rain may fall, the ground stays firm
Hiding from silhouettes
Some future world's regret
Night will fall, and life will sleep
The nightmares come, the heart still beats
If you feel me slip away, shake me awake

It’s easy to, it’s easy to get lost, get lost in this world
But as long as you, as long as you are here by my side, we can conquer it
It’s easy to, it’s easy to get lost, get lost in this world
But as long as you, as long as you are here by my side, we can conquer it

Silhouettes

Written, produced, and performed by yours truly.

The album title, and a lot of the lyricism, drew from the experiences, emotions, and thought patterns I've had over the last year and a half. I have lots of anxieties about the world, but I'm grateful for the love and support of my friends and family.

Musically, the biggest inspiration for this album has been my Weber upright piano, which we bought second-hand shortly after moving to CT. It has a practice pedal, which plops a nice thick felt right down between the strings and the hammers. I'll sit down and doodle on it daily. In the end, I ended up recording it for every song on the album except the two instrumental songs, ironically enough. The last song on the album is a solo piano/vocal piece.

I hope you enjoy Scenes from a Window.

Lyrics:
One thing leads to another
Creating what comes after
The cause and effect of the moment
Haven’t yet been deciphered

Memorizing positions
Look there go traditions
Minute by minute it changes
Can't settle on one definition

Put all the cards on the damn table
Take it and run as soon as you’re able
Look around, nobody knows about
The coming fallout

Come celebrate the downfall
Blow it up no matter how small
A little too late for the backsees
We've already ruled it a fair ball

Put all the cards on the damn table
Take it and run as soon as you’re able
Look around, nobody knows about
The coming fallout

Fallout

Written, produced, and performed by yours truly.

The album title, and a lot of the lyricism, drew from the experiences, emotions, and thought patterns I've had over the last year and a half. I have lots of anxieties about the world, but I'm grateful for the love and support of my friends and family.

Musically, the biggest inspiration for this album has been my Weber upright piano, which we bought second-hand shortly after moving to CT. It has a practice pedal, which plops a nice thick felt right down between the strings and the hammers. I'll sit down and doodle on it daily. In the end, I ended up recording it for every song on the album except the two instrumental songs, ironically enough. The last song on the album is a solo piano/vocal piece.

I hope you enjoy Scenes from a Window.

Lyrics:
Light and sound come gently in
Sunday morning now begins
Bookmark dreams on the pillow ‘til tomorrow
Footsteps creaking down the stairs
Coffee wafting in the air
Leave a cup on the nightstand, make it seem unplanned

Drifting in and out ‘til she comes around
And says, “Hey you, what time is it?”
There’s no hurry to get out of bed
It might be the middle of the afternoon
There’s no meaning in the word ‘soon’ today

Many more will come to pass
And they will go by just as fast

Sunday Morning

Written, produced, and performed by yours truly.

The album title, and a lot of the lyricism, drew from the experiences, emotions, and thought patterns I've had over the last year and a half. I have lots of anxieties about the world, but I'm grateful for the love and support of my friends and family.

Musically, the biggest inspiration for this album has been my Weber upright piano, which we bought second-hand shortly after moving to CT. It has a practice pedal, which plops a nice thick felt right down between the strings and the hammers. I'll sit down and doodle on it daily. In the end, I ended up recording it for every song on the album except the two instrumental songs, ironically enough. The last song on the album is a solo piano/vocal piece.

I hope you enjoy Scenes from a Window.

Search Party

Written, produced, and performed by yours truly.

The album title, and a lot of the lyricism, drew from the experiences, emotions, and thought patterns I've had over the last year and a half. I have lots of anxieties about the world, but I'm grateful for the love and support of my friends and family.

Musically, the biggest inspiration for this album has been my Weber upright piano, which we bought second-hand shortly after moving to CT. It has a practice pedal, which plops a nice thick felt right down between the strings and the hammers. I'll sit down and doodle on it daily. In the end, I ended up recording it for every song on the album except the two instrumental songs, ironically enough. The last song on the album is a solo piano/vocal piece.

I hope you enjoy Scenes from a Window.

Lyrics:
Try to keep the area clear
But the wind keeps blowing in
Only have finite supply
Then the despondency sets in
Where does it evolve from here
Are we on a wide correction course
Maybe I could shape the tree
But first I need to identify the source
 
A rugged individualist working for the end of the day
Holding out for what he's worth while the world whittles away
Can you make the color green out of only red and blue
Get we get a recipe out of these values
I know I'm gonna figure it out, I don't need a way to get back
All I need to do is reroute, move into the second act
Charter what you want to achieve, and don't forget the lesson learned
When to feel it start to slip, better stay firm
 
It’s been since I just drove
And now I'm looking for a different thing
My sympathies don't lie here anymore
And I don't even feel the sting
Used to be scared I’d lose the feel
But that since has gone away
But I hardly noticed
I don't know how long it's been that way

A rugged individualist working for the end of the day
Holding out for what he's worth while the world whittles away
Can you make the color green out of only red and blue
Get we get a recipe out of these values
I know I'm gonna figure it out, I don't need a way to get back
All I need to do is reroute, move into the second act
Charter what you want to achieve, and don't forget the lesson learned
When to feel it start to slip, better stay firm

Keep it in your pocket
Always by your side
Keep it in that pocket
Don’t let it out of your sight
Sure, there’s other chances
But do you trust the dice
Keep it in your pocket
Always by your side
Keep it in your pocket
Don’t let it out of your sight
Sure, there’s other chances
But do you trust the dice

A rugged individualist working for the end of the day
Holding out for what he's worth while the world whittles away
Can you make the color green out of only red and blue
Get we get a recipe out of these values
I know I'm gonna figure it out
I don’t need a way to get back
All I need to do is reroute
And move on, move on to the second act

Second Act

Latent

Fray

Written, produced, and performed by yours truly.

The album title, and a lot of the lyricism, drew from the experiences, emotions, and thought patterns I've had over the last year and a half. I have lots of anxieties about the world, but I'm grateful for the love and support of my friends and family.

Musically, the biggest inspiration for this album has been my Weber upright piano, which we bought second-hand shortly after moving to CT. It has a practice pedal, which plops a nice thick felt right down between the strings and the hammers. I'll sit down and doodle on it daily. In the end, I ended up recording it for every song on the album except the two instrumental songs, ironically enough. The last song on the album is a solo piano/vocal piece.

I hope you enjoy Scenes from a Window.

Lyrics:
This ain't the time to lose my mind
Sober decisions are needed
A mental break, resuscitate
The pressure has long been exceeded
I'm in too deep, been losing sleep
I show all the signs of obsession
I'm sure I'm right, I locked it tight
But somewhere along the way I lost them

Will the payoff in the end be greater than the spend of energy
Is this a bold ideal or is this closer to insanity
Drop anchor in the sand, and slip under the waves of bitterness
Waiting for the calm and trusting in the process

Try and maintain a steady gain
A tempo that pushes me forward
Look for the shapes, ways to relate
Parse out the chaos from order
I'm still alive, prob'ly been revived
I won't take another breath for granted
No choice to make, too much at stake
I won't leave the helm uncommanded 

Will the payoff in the end be greater than the spend of energy
Is this a bold ideal or is this closer to insanity
Drop anchor in the sand, and slip under the waves of bitterness
Waiting for the calm and trusting in the process

Scenes from a Window

Adam Tell