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Lyrics:

Oh, all life,
Oh, figures of light.  
And the love of the simple things,
The first flowers of spring.
Cold days left behind,
Changing all the time. 
And things aren't quite as they seem,
Living the quarantine dream.
Sunlight in our eyes,
Shimmer across the sky.
And all things living die,
And all that lives will survive...

Oh, all life,
Oh, grateful inside.
And the love of the simple things,
A child's joy of a swing.
Laughter in her eyes,
Growing all of the time. 
And things aren't quite as they seem,
Living the quarantine dream.
New days have begun,
Birds sing their song,
And all things living die,
And all that lives will survive...

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Quarantine Dream

Heres one that didn't make it onto the album - melody is taken from "The Hundred Pipers"a traditional Scottish folk song commemorating the surrender of Carlisle to Prince Charles Edward Stuart during the Jacobite uprising in 1745 and played by me on the penny whistle.

You can download it for free or donate via my bandcamp page here: https://ixindamix.bandcamp.com/track/high-jigz

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High Jigz

I join in the worldwide grief over the passing of one of my, and so many others’ songwriting heroes, John Prine. Prine, like one of my other heroes, Townes Van Zandt, was a once in a generation writer. He distilled emotions down to simple phrases and timeless melodies. He wrote songs that seemed like they existed decades before he even penned them.  His work was a constant challenge and motivation to me to be economical and fearless in my own art. I’m honored to be able to cover and share with you my favorite song of his, Angel from Montgomery.  – William Fitzsimmons

Angel from Montgomery [Cover]

Capo 3
  C                 G                   
Wenn Mama ruft, dann helfe ich.
  G7                C                         
Wenn Papa braucht, dann laufe ich.
                                      F             
Wir möchten helfen. Ja, sind stets bereit.
                G7                                                C   F C
Fröhlich, fleißig dienend, dankbar allezeit.

Dienen einander, das ist schön.
Machen dabei nicht viel Gestöhn.
Wir können teilen, helfen und viel mehr.
Denn zu dienen ist ja wirklich nicht so schwer.

Danke, Gott, mach mich immer treu.
Für andre da zu sein, mich freu.
Zu dienen ist ein Vorrecht voll Genuss.
So vermeiden wir viel Ärger und Verdruss.

Wenn Mama ruft

It’s coming, down the line
We haven’t got much time
I’ve seen the blood and I’ve seen the garden too

I think I saw you there 
There were rubies in your hair 
And I believe that you’ll know what to do

If you build me a fire
I won’t burn 
If you build me a prison
I will find a way to turn
it into gold
Turn it into gold

It feels good just to run
The burning in my lungs
A promise that I’m still alive and well

So will you take my call
I’ll look up and feel small
But it’s okay cause I know how it ends

If you build me a fire
I won’t burn 
If you build me a prison
I will find a way to turn
it into gold
Turn it into gold

One by one 
The daggers drop
Into the sinking sea

And two by two
It’s me and you
We’ll find a way to breathe    

If you build me a fire
I won’t burn 
If you build me a prison
I will find a way to turn
it into gold
Turn it into gold

Prophecies

written by vansire & i <3
art by cale jay labbe

joshua augustin-vocals, mixing/mastering, lyrics, synth
samuel winemiller-bass,guitar
felicia sekundiak-vocals, lyrics

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lyrics:
i like holding your hand
but it hurts oh i can't stand
to see you
to feel you
my insides are turning blue

i like the way that you walk
sometimes i wish you'd never stop
my heart aches
my bones break
with each little move you make

i can't help
i can't really help it
you make me feel like

you're waiting for the next best thing
something had to change
a girl you'd give a diamond ring
it's kinda hard to explain
i'm not mad that you don't adore me
wish you told me
but when i'm with you i feel lonely 
oh

i've been staring outside
spare time was thinking i could find
where leaves blow
where the weeks go
when the snow comes to dampen your fall

far from the life that we knew
months hutle by and i barely see you
so i've been down
dumb as it sounds
when you're with me you're somebody else 

i can't help
i can't really help it
you make me feel like

you're waiting for the next best thing
something had to change
a girl you'd give a diamond ring
it's kinda hard to explain
i'm not mad that you don't adore me
wish you told me
but when i'm with you i feel lonely 

oh you're waiting for the next best thing
say hi to your friends
the table won't know what to bring
nice to see you again
your intentions are so damn hazy
though it pains me
i wish you'd let your guard get lazy
oh

Next Best Thing (feat. Vansire)

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lyrics:
The summer night
The fading light
the perfect place
the perfect time
to take you somewhere we both want to go

A starry drive
In mid july 
park the car turn off the lights
and venture through a field all on our own

The birds they sang a melody
My heart was keeping time and we
were dancing on the edge of something new

Slow at first but now it seems
that we’ll go down in history 
as lovers from the start just me and you

I’ve spent a thousand nights
lost in your emerald eyes
Lost in a place where I know you can see my soul

Make me lose track of time
you and your emerald eyes
suddenly feels like I have finally found a home

a subtle breeze
It’s you and me
chest to chest, no in between
and every moment’s better than the last

anything and everything
that I could every want or need 
is standing right beside me in the grass

The birds they sang a melody
My heart was keeping time and we
were dancing on the edge of something new

Slow at first but now it seems
that we’ll go down in history 
as lovers from the start just me and you

(humming)

I’ve spent a thousand nights
lost in your emerald eyes
Lost in a place where I know you can see my soul

Make me lose track of time
you and your emerald eyes
suddenly feels like I have finally found a home

Emerald Eyes

Well Hello... Winter's been holding on here for this past week in late April. It was 12 degrees the other night and we had quite a bit of new snow. I've been snow shoveling several times this week. It has slowly been warming up though and I have been outside gardening when I can. I also got the chance to play some slide guitar, after taking a break from attempting to learn clawhammer banjo. Yes, banjo! I dusted off the old thing, and struggled to get it in tune. I have the basic 'claw' down now, and I am relearning some basic banjo chords I had forgotten. Surprisingly, I came to this song by way of the banjo. (Thank you banjo!) I had been stuck on this one claw movement, so I tried some slide banjo, which was a noisy venture at best. That is when I put the banjo down and recorded this song. (My roundabout way of creating music.) So now I am off to plant several flats of vegetable seeds. I moved a bunch of houseplants so I could put the seed-growing table by the largest window. It can hold 120 plant pots in 6 flats containing tomatoes, peppers, broccoli, kale, squash, cucumbers, some flowers and assorted others. I transplant them outside when the weather warms up. I just realized I have been planting like this for almost 30 years. Wish me luck... Thanks for dropping by, Mark

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Just Play Your Slide Guitar... Would Ya?

You left us in the springtime, flowers blooming everywhere.
The Barn was cold and empty, the stage silent and bare.
You welcomed us into your home with gentle precision. 
Your warmth and humor set the tone and gave life to your vision.
Your soul, the Rhythm Master, your heart the Melody. 
You surrounded us with magic, it felt like family.
The memories are joyful.  Though we're broken hearted, the music
will continue from the legacy you started.
The void you left is wide and deep but your gifts to us live on.
Go to the Angel Band my friend, and show them how Levon.
Copyright - 2018

For Levon

7 own-written songs played with my Swiss accordeon. 4 songs I played solo, 3 songs are recorded with Friends. Souly-Folk means deep, soulful folk music. 

Have fun - greetings
Aron :)

WINTERZAUBER - Feat. Souly Folk Project

Hey Folks! My Name is Aron and I live in Switzerland. I am a passionate Swiss Accordion Player. I am playing this typical Swiss instrument since I am 9 years old. In the last years, I’ve started to write my own piece of Music. From now on, I am going to create a new band Project called «Souly Folk». This kind of music is not defined, it’s not only Swiss Folk, not only Irish Folk – it’s International Folk or «Souly Folk»
I am very pleased having you here – to be updated with my upcoming music, please follow me. Cheers and see you - Aron

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