Hallelujah cover

Instrumental electronic music, All sounds are guitar effects.

Inception

Only minute before call, but i feel in my throat sour word - she is late: i wait this minute, like whole day.
I’m blaming her; she will say short “hello” and “bye” - between of these two words call was eternity, not to her, but mine mortality, which been from reality: spacing, chasing calls with no real meetings. Sleeping in images of ideals.
Our soul is calling us: “look again to the past”. Balance of trust under the mountain of the pride, that “she is last queen in castle, but blown missile prince-asshole”.

I walk with everybody.
Girlfriend can never find me.
Leaving all boring studies,
Working for making parties.

Throwing socks in the corner.
Reason: i’m just am loner.
For the life remember “YOLO”,
Singing you from soul my solo.

I went mad. She said so bad things about us - we need to discuss one little thing: there is someone she fell in love.
I’m lonely again. What i have - is to pray to God: He gives you someone new, and also gives the power to forgive Her.
Of course He gave. And i leave the cave, like a leaf in the air - i’m flying above the cold ground and grave where is still lying old love. 
Now, i think, is enough to correct a ruff, chilling: because i have a whole life to forget a past link.

Chorus.

I was your Romeo. You were my Julia. Looking in true: WE ARE - stayed in fable. In respect of that, me out - i washed my hand, like Pontius Pilat: you were my Jesus. How am i could be so stupid and blind, jesus!
Just left memory with us, and hole heals in calm heart. It’s okay. But we never-ever forget the only first day. Maybe we gonna play game again in Eden, but it’s the end: in my mind you are monument. 
I land to the land of another government, learing new language: “bye, bye, i’m fine - i fly for white line of advantage.

Fordana

This playlist includes songs from the first EP called "Soul Freedom Love".
Songs are result of long and persistent looking of my own way and the feeling of music. All songs are unique, made by pure inspiration.
I will be grateful for the feedback.

5. Brook - Budy Underground

4. Brook - All Seems True

3. Brook - Holdin'arm

2. Brook - Da-y by Day

Who Can Kill (song for a female singer)

Brook - Lay Your Head

Showreel

Brook is a quite simple man.
He thinks, that no matter, where you live, no matter, who you are - matters only lighting, which you should give to two worlds: your inner and rest outer.
He is like an ascetic man, who was sitting long in cave and thinking about the eternal, trying to record all the results on paper. In this way, songs were created. And only a small part of them, like a tip of the iceberg, is available now for a few listeners. But how many more things left hidden in a box and waiting for they turn, when they finally will able to get out into the light!
Because, till these song will not be heared, his soul can not settle down.

He doesn't have a goal to become famous. The Fame is dummy for him. The only goal - to bring into the world the true beauty, which implies a real art. A real it's purpose - to humanize the world. A form of expression is irrelevant. But the most powerful form of expression is always considered Word. The main objective of any artist - to bring the Word in the most clear and compact manner. All understand, this combination is quite complex. Therefore, it's said: 
"Brevity is the soul of wit".

He doesn't have a goal to be a great singer. He realizes, that it is not the strongest side of his. But, at the moment,  no one else left to sing all these songs instead of him. And if some day a man will appear on the horizon, who can not only sing, but also can expresss the main idea of these songs - Brook with pleasure will give place to this man.
A song for him - is like one organism: and if it belongs to many - it is more useful.
So, pleasantly ask you to deliver these organisms to the greatest number of people.

With respect, your's Brook.