An original tune composed with GarageBand software.

Something New

"which sequence of words do you tune into?
what frequency does your reception reach?
i'll seek the wave and ride alongside,
parallel up and down, with each crest and each peak.
overlap, let me find where my harmony skips a beat.

your fragile body, it keeps me warm.
i'm seeking fire to pass the night through the storm.
radiant pleasure, a fading static to sense.
i'm around, swallowed in with your gravity spin.
let me revolve around through the clouds til i reach within.

the days are hardening. the winter clings to the core.
reaching for anything, and you keep feeding it more.
circling around you, while side by side.
only bits at a time, staying outside the line.
permeate, let me in under skin where it's warm again."

Lauren Penick's Album

seeking warm

"they say, now look! here comes the sun.
another dawn at the horizon.
i was supposed to stop before it'd begun.
when else would i get all this thinking done?

and now, they say it's time to rise.
to embrace the day and all its surprise.
i remember the compromise.
all that i see is where i gaze my eyes.

all that i see is where i gaze my eyes.
all i can see is where i lay my eyes.
all that i see is where i gaze my eyes.
all i can see is where i lay my eyes.
all i can see... i lay my eyes."

time to rise

"you are the rage, like you said,
you are the fire in my head.
and all the while, i'm in denial.
it's a dream to chase the calm
drifting streams floating out of the seams.

you're shifting shape.
you're letting go.
you must know,
it's time to shed, it's time grow.

the ashes smolder but it passes.
solids, gases,
embers disappearing as they rise,
away from our eyes to skies.

it's a dream to chase the calm
drifting streams floating out of the seams.
it's a dream to chase the calm.

Embers Disappearing

that girl's a bird, above it all.
through space and time, she'll never fall.
she's got the air beneath her wings.
although she flies, she never sings.
hovers around to see it all.
from heights she soars out on the prowl.
the wind, it lifts her. where to go?
with steady eyes, she'll always know.
that girl's a bird.

no need to land, no need to call.
through space and time, she'll have it all.
the wind, it lifts her. where to go?
with steady eyes, she'll always know.

that girl's a bird.

Girl's A Bird

"the hawk or the plane, 
it's all the same.
pushing through the airwaves, 
up above the surface haze.
hovering over the days.
the view is bigger,
but the picture stays the same.

to see from above,
cast down a shade of love.
less interact
and more observe.

when will you land on the prairie floor?

wait on the limb.
take it all in.
time keeps moving,
but i see no end.
all i see awaits me.

when will you land on the prairie floor?

The Hawk

maybe you are her.
maybe this is real.
the more i soak you in,
the more real i can feel.
attraction with impulsion.
struggle, no control.
the passion i've been craving.
the fire for my soul.

is it too soon to let this
hope turn to belief?
it's just the next one, maybe.
the first spark that i've seen.
to keep myself out looking,
seeking light through all the dark,
is maybe just as foolish
as leaving light from the start.

it's maybe just the next one.
i guess i'll have to learn,
how long the flames will warm me
before it starts to burn.

The Next One

original song made with garage band.


these rainy days that put you in a funk
they funk with me too
the only difference is
i'd rather spend my funked up time with you.

wanna sulk with you
lay and watch you play your games
cash the bowl and load another
keep em comin', endless chain.
            
we don't have to talk, no
we can just absorb the peace
surrounded by another's love
a kiss to offer sweet relief

a shoulder rub, a back massage,
a nibble on your neck because
i can't resist the way your skin
glistens, that scent it pulls me in.

-- whoa, 
i'm sayin i just can't resist
when the moment hits all i can think
is how to bring this state to bliss.
to move in,
become the air around you
wanna hear the way you sound,
your voice's chambers, i'm surrounded
by the echoes, i can feel it
pulsing in my blood, we're rising
swirling smoke, it's hypnotizing
resonant. i feel you in my soul
and all i want is to connect.

oh,
but there it is.
you don't want this...

this connection means i need you, 
means accountability
and maybe you would let me down
and maybe you would disappoint me
'cause i'll never get enough,
and you'll never satisfy
the drive i feel for you inside
it burns me, yeah, but i'm alive

i might could die for you tonight
instead i'll wait another day,
find myself another way to cope 
until i'm finally worth enough 
to get an invitation from you 
saying it's a funky rainy day
and your depression got the best of you 
but you just want me here right now
cause together we can feel
this comfort that you know is real 

and we don't even have to talk, no
we can just enjoy the time
surrounded by each other's love,
a kiss to offer paradise.

Funky Rainy Dayze

Antarctic Sun Demo Flow

Temperance

and we spent the chilly evening
under misty-shrouded cedars
in a vapor-breathing valley
scented like the river's sweat

even with humidity
baring its teeth upon our eyebrows
i could feel you drawing near me
magnetized, without regret.

salty skin and breathing pores
held you close without remorse
bonding humans, meshing flesh
two souls bound upon.... 
...by force

and i knew i could't deny
that my mind held with desire
to see your glowing body shimmer
naked bare, and drowsy eyed.

but then i woke from such a dream
even though it clearly seemed
that your love for me was pounding
at my spirit's humble door.
baffled, dumb, and now disheartened
drop my head upon this pillow
close my eyes to realize
what just was joy is now ...
surmise.

i fantasize....

Misty Shrouded Cedars

mush It up

this is a story about a person taking a walk,
playing a clarinet,
and only a clarinet.
the rest of the sound comes from within the imagination of the clarinet player.

Clarinet Stroll

[original song by Aspen Finch, recorded and produced by Desiree Fultz.]

lyrics:
When will I feel the motivation?
When will I see the inspiration?
When will I...
When will I...

When will I will myself to creation?
When will I reach the elevation?
When will I lead myself to salvation?
When will I sing my soul's ovation?

When will I...
When will I will myself?
When will I will myself?
When will I will myself?

Aspen Finch

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