there not connected to their brains. i agree. nice work.

A lightning strike across the years
the radiance of a thousand tears
A broken sky, a broken day
A dying light
and colour fade 

No air to breathe 
No left or right
Sweat beads down the line of sights
Seeing is believing 
On August 6th and August 9th

Well Harry Truman called today
Announcing to the world
It’ll rain!

But what if wonders within this plan
Removed the dying light in hand
Onlooking sun allowed to cast and throw
No shadow etched in stone

People here on man’s advice
Though worn torn who heeds their fight
Cratered floor, expressive scene
Broken man, reality
Should sunlight form where light creeps in
Wake up from sleep where have you been?
Seeing is believing 
A fat man and a little boy

A quiet Earth, a day that breaks
Onlooking sun that weeps and shakes 

Because, all the colours that fused in the spark
as the sun in the east drew its breath with our hearts
A fleeting fire that tor the world to the ground
And left a desolate sound
Oh boy!

Onlooking sun that weeps and shakes

Because, what if wonders within this plan
removed the dying light in hand
Onlooking sun allowed to cast and throw
No shadow etched in stone

No Dying Light (Demo)

Twenty-First Day

Een modern sprookje!
Een toevallige ontmoeting van een gewone jongen met zijn droomprinses in de trein van kwart voor zeven.
Zou hij de schoentjes ooit terug kunnen geven?

Tekst: Margareth Hop
Muziek: Gern Huijberts
Vocals: Margareth Hop, Gern Huijberts
Bas: Tim Hoekstra
Mondharmonica: Steve D.
Gitaren en de rest: Gern Huijberts
Productie: 't Hardt 2023

Meisje in de Trein

Het Meisje In De Trein

Screaming guitars crying out some lines from W.A.Mozart

scream

I want to live a king
With a house of lords you’ll be my queen
We can have all that we want
So stay a while
Play like we’re gods 

We can sit on a wall
Dream a lot so we freefall
We can be who we are
Instead of acting like people were not

:::::::::::::

Your boundary walls come undone 
I feel your jaded memories 
Divided one by one

Confusion in the mind
A cortex thrown out of symmetry
Multiplied with time

But in this world
I am sublime
I wanted a choice
To read between the lines 

In this time
God stole my voice
And where is my choice
To use what’s left behind 

In this universe 
I am sublime……

A Second Demo Collection

Live Like a King (Demo)

Apocalypse Now

playing some jazz on my bass and piano in my studio, let me know what you think

SWING6

What if W. A. Mozart were to join a futuristic disco and this neoclassical metal song with disco groove were playing?

Silver Surfer

Better than you

Better Than You

Paradox

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Coffee Beans

Making Hip-Hop just because I enjoy it ;)

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