This one is a bit of a jumble about the elusive search for truth.
How real clarity tends to emerge when we are on our own, in the natural world, away from the allure of the constant messages and distractions coming at us in the modern world.  Something like that anyway:)

All rights reserved 9/15/2022

Standing in the station
The moon is shining low…
With a touch of revelation
And nowhere else to go

Waiting by the ocean
For answers to reveal…
You beg, steal and borrow
For the things you cannot feel

Beauty isn’t wise
No matter what they say
if you see through the disguise
In the light of day
fate is on our side 
If we let it in…

Cruisin through the canyon
With the sunlight in my eyes
I recall the conversation
Was it all a pack of lies

Beauty isn’t wise
No matter what they say…
if you see through the disguise
In the light of day
Fate is on our side
If we let it in

Light of Day

Lien YouTube : https://youtu.be/c9D6uLFOHTk

Nightcall - Kavinsky
Cover by Lena Normane (Voice, music & mix)

Je vous partage ce cover sur lequel je me suis amusée à tout faire, voix et musique avec l'ajout d'une batterie par rapport à d'habitude, j'apprivoise petit à petit mon logiciel de MAO (cubase), entre temps, j’ai changé pour Ableton, j'ai plein plein de choses à apprendre mais c'est un plaisir de jouer avec tout ça 😍

           ❤️ Merci pour votre écoute ❤️

I'm sharing this cover with you on which I had fun doing everything, voice and music with the addition of a drum compared to usual, I'm gradually taming my computer music software (cubase), in the meantime, I changed to Ableton, I have lots of things to learn but it's a pleasure to play with it all 😍 ❤️ Thank you for listening ❤️

#soundcloud #pop #cover #londongrammar #voiceandpiano #chill

Nightcall cover by Lena Normane (voice and music)

Nothing to Say at All

Written by David Cooper and Glen Granthem.

Music - David Cooper and Glen Granthem

Lyrics - Glen Granthem

Produced and Performed by David Cooper.

Watch video here:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j4MopsbhMIg

From the new album The stories that we tell: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_mdGD8gSUC4gYRKKk6GT2dVYW4p86DcLx8

Lyrics by Glen Granthem

I have to let her go, it's time to let her go
Cos she don’t want me  -  "She don't want me" 

It's hard to say, yet so easy to see 
That girl don’t want me  -  "Girl don’t want me"

Chorus 1

Overpowered by the price she paid when she was younger
She says she’s in control but controlled is what I see

Because it's in her eyes, that pain she hides  
It still lingers   "It still lingers”

She guards her heart, from the better parts 
So not to love me  "Girl don’t love me "

Chorus 2

I must admit at times I’ve failed to understand her
She needs her time and space, so desperately 

Solo  

Chorus 3

Like the freedom in the sun and wind, she can’t be smothered
But they'll never be a place inside, her heart for me

I think I’ve always known, So I must let her go
That girl don’t  love me  - "She don’t love me"

Although I love her so, she’s gotta go
That girl can’t love me  -  "she can’t love me "

Outro ending  

She don’t love me, she don’t want me,  she don’t need  me
   
That girl  don’t want me...................

I Must Let Her Go (Cooper/Granthem Collaboration with Video)

Trio In G Major - Movement 2

Everyone lost their hopes and dreams in the world of Eternal Autumn. No more sun. No more beauty in the world of dying nature. 

People pray to the God that died long time ago in The Divine Garden. But no one hear their screaming. No more God to take away their suffering.

As the prophecy said, The World of Flowers cannot live without it's God. So most of people have nothing to believe in anymore. They all just wait. Wait for the end...

People die from the cruel unknown sickness. They become pale and lose their weight. They feel desperate and hopeless deep inside. Some of them survive and accept the way they become. Some of them end their own lifes to stop their suffering. And some of them die from the sickness by turning into ashes.

This ashes take form and fly like birds to the skies. And some time later transform into the ashen creatures that attack everyone on their way...

This cruel sickness was called "The Dark Withering"

The Dark Withering

Take Me To The Riverside (Version 2)

Constant Voices

I had the honour today of standing on the steps (without permission) of the Royal Academy of Music in London. I once saw a beautiful photograph of Sir Edward Elgar, standing beside a VERY young looking Baron Yehudi Menuhin on the steps outside the Royal Academy. So I breezed in...as though I had the right (which I did not)....and took a photograph of myself, standing on the very same steps....where Elgar and Menuhin once stood, side by side. I sent it to my wife. I was grinning like a Cheshire cat. She told me I looked handsome, however, she is my wife. This piece describes the sheer joy of that moment. As I stood, megalith still, between Elgar and Menuhin.

Nocturne in Bb major Op.33

A carefree acrobatic melody using arpeggios and cross rhythms; episodes start with short chord progressions followed by Papageno's bird-call

SWW15.4

36.1 The Forgotten Bridge G 20250628-1

Hello there! I create cinematic and neoclassical piano music🎹.  Thank you very much for listening❤️‍🔥

Mostly, I create my music by computer in FL Studio, but sometimes I play it on my piano

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The Dark Withering

Alek Kapa-Achin