Abit of fun playing about with dog sounds on Logic Pro and dedicating it to my lovely boy Baxter.

Baxter's Delight

You’ve hijacked all my senses 
now I’m a pirate wannabe 
as I’m drifting from the fences
to my destiny 
and I’ll follow you through sunsets 
crossing oceans in rebellion 
as a refugee 
as a refugee and 

This chemical reaction makes me crave for satisfaction 
going weak in your vicinity 
think I’m gonna take a knee 
and in this phase of my excitement 
I’m shameless and amusing and we could have fun 
you and me 
and 

Like the howler in the alley 
I’m radiating heat
questioning my sanity 
living in a fantasy 
thinking you’re my destiny
when I’m really just a refugee

Driftin From My Fences

There will always be differences and points of contention. These can destroy us or make us stronger and better. I think the path we choose here depends on face to face discussions, exchanging ideas and recognizing there are many ways to exist that are not mutually exclusive

everyone has to find their own peace
I can't tell you exactly what I see
As you can't tell me exactly what you need
still we must find a way to agree

you know the demons dancing in your head
their names, their faces and all of their children
to you they are real and something to dread
to me they are nothing but shadows in your head

we sit on a park bench and look out at the view
I see a sunrise and the glistening dew
but you tell me you're afraid it may rain
I say the rain brings color to the flowers
you say it just brings cold and darkness

you look at a person and see black red or white
I see a father and a brother and a wife
you hold your cell phone like it's your heart and soul
yet I can walk in a forest  and won't be alone

if we want world peace and brotherhood of man
then there's two ways to get there from where I am
we can learn to live together knowing that makes us strong
or keep killing each other till we are all together gone

can we both be right or are we both really wrong
to think that the other is too far gone
or should we accept that differences exist
so learn from each other
THAT is life's secret trick

tolerance..life's secret trick

basem shahin    كلمات والحان وتوزيع موسيقي

ملامحك 1

Grunt Follicles of Buddha

130 bpm
C major 

Follow me on my path in search of freedom from the suffering caused by the infinite cycle of birth, death, and rebirth. 

Composed, produced and recorded by Mahan Mahan @ Pahlavi Sound Studios, Los Angeles, CA, USA  09/28/2022

Grunt Follicles of Buddha

All The Best

Original by: FPMORINSTUDIO/Francois Pierre Morin

Classique fusion 2022 10 24

In a Song That Won't Fade
Music and Lyrics by Mike Krath

Only a few came to his funeral,
But I stood outside in the rain,
I had received word too late,
In a hospital far away,
I didn’t care to see the sight,
So I took my time that day,
You see I didn’t have much love,
And didn’t wish to stay,
But I still went through the motions,
To show how much I cared.
His son carried his ashes
To his grave
While his mother cried dishonor
Had come to the family name. 
And when the preacher got up to speak,
Christ was never proclaimed,
Not then, not there,
Not in that time of shame.

If I had reached out,
Would it have made a difference,
Would it have stopped the shame,
If I had not kept my love a noun,
But a verb to slice my hate away,
Would I still have been his judge,
And not shown mercy to make his day,
To renew his hope to be a father and husband,
And not let his life slip away,
Can I ever forgive myself for not being there with him,
Even in his last days, 
When he was reaching out,
But I was hiding in my blame.
And now I am stuck
In a song that won't fade.

And I don't want to stay.

In a Song That Won't Fade

Days

Walkin' Through The November Fog

https://youtu.be/SwuQV7I9R3w

Demain , le vent… Texte : O’Mat

Et si demain nous décidions,
Comme le vent souffle la feuille,
Comme la feuille embrasse le vent,
De nous échapper librement,

Nous prendrions le premier vol,
Comme le vent souffle l’oiseau,
Comme l’oiseau embrasse le vent,
En quête d’un pays d’Orient,

On y trouve d’autres manières,
On y respire d’autres parfums,
Dans la douceur du matin,
Se cachent parfois quelques guerres,

On y trouve de beaux visages,
Parfois marqués par les années,
Mais que le soleil a tanné,
Comme pour effacer leur âge,

On y découvre des villages,
On y entend d’étranges sons,
Dans la douceur du soir qui tombe,
Se cachent parfois quelques orages,

On y traverse des rivages,
Parfois marqués par les années,
Et que le soleil a séché,
Comme pour révéler leur âge,

Et si demain nous décidions,
Comme le vent souffle la feuille,
Comme la feuille embrasse le vent,
De nous échapper librement,

Nous t’emmènerions, mon enfant.

Demain , Le Vent...    O'Mat / Illos   chant JuliA

The Future Is NOW  -  Rerelease

Ingeniero de sonido - Compositor y guionista - Arreglista musical
Sound Engineer -  Composer & Script - Music Arranger
مهندس صوت - مؤلف - ملحن - موزع  موسيقي

ملامحك 1

Basem Shahin