Lisa, you're one of a kind.  
@faerytale 

Vocals, cello and musical arrangement: Faerytale
Composition and Dutch lyrics: Bas Kooman
Translation: Hans Bouman & Bas Kooman

JULIAN by Faerytale

A song about impatience

LYRICS:

When are you gonna get up?
When are you gonna get up?
When are you gonna get up?
This place is dead anyway!

What are you trying to say to me?
I got better things to do
Gotta apply some history
or it'll get up inside you
Whether or not we're gonna see this through
will come down to a roll of the dice
For better or worse we're gonna weather the storm
in the shed with the rats and the mice

Darling, I can't tell you how to feel
Unless you know what's going on
inside my head

When are you gonna get up?
When are you gonna get up?
When are you gonna get up?
This place is dead anyway!

What are you trying to do to me?
You're gonna burn everything that we built
At the end of the day, it was a stupid phrase
that I uttered out of shame and guilt
When the clock strikes twelve
we're gonna gather ourselves
all together in a cowering heap
And we'll all lie down
while the wolves surround us
like a flock of old, oblivious sheep

What are you trying to say?
I got better things to do
When are we gonna play?
I got a treat I've been saving for you
What are you trying to do?
You're gonna burn it all to the ground
And whether it's one or two,
it's not gonna matter when the wolves come around

When are you gonna get up?
When are you gonna get up?
When are you gonna get up?
This place is dead anyway!

Get Up

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Interstellar Limit

once upon a time
we were perfect together
once upon a time

once upon a time
we were starbound together
once upon a time
we were starbound

we held our own feet to the fire
and started a family
whatever it takes we’re flying higher
every accident’s meant to be

now the way your head rests on the pillow
is making me seethe with rage
you hated the tone I used to say hello
yeah my manners show their age

got caught in a web of our own
perfect strangers in a perfect home—
starbound

feels good when you build your own
perfect circle in a perfect storm
never lost and never found

when lying down in beds of roses
sometimes there’s only stems
still trying to pretend we chose this—
the carnival never ends!

there must be more degrees of murder
maybe more than the shades of gray
the dead leaves fall and block the gutter
and still we beg for rain

[chorus: repeated]

got caught in a web of our own
perfect strangers in a perfect home—
starbound

feels good when you walk your own
perfect circle in a perfect storm
never lost so never found

starbound
starbound

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Starbound

Rock track that says what you've always wanted to say, but weren't able to in polite society

I Go Among Trees
Music by Robert Paterson
https://www.robertpaterson.com/
Duration: ca. 15'
Instrumentation: SATB choir (with divisis, SSAATTBB) and marimba (5-octaves)

For More Information: https://robertpaterson.com/i-go-among-trees
Buy Sheet Music: https://billholabmusic.com/store/index.php?keyword=i%20go%20among&main_page=advanced_search_result&search_in_description=1

MOVEMENTS
I. I Go Among Trees (Wendell Berry)
II. March in New England (May Sarton)
III. The Kestrel (John Frederick Freeman)

Commissioned by the New Amsterdam Singers, Clara Longstreth, Music Director, in honor of the chorus’ 50th Anniversary and the 65th Birthday of Barbara Zucker-Pinchoff.

NEW AMSTERDAM SINGERS
Clara Longstreth, Music Director & Conductor https://www.nasingers.org/
Guest Artist: Makoto Nakura, Marimba http://makotonakura.com/

Audio Engineer: Dongsok Shin
Recorded at Broadway Presbyterian Church, New York, NY, USA, December 12, 2021

III. The Kestrel
by John Freeman 

In a great western wind we climbed the hill 
And saw the clouds run up, ride high and sink; 
And there were shadows running at our feet 
Till it seemed the very earth could not be still, 
Nor could our hearts be still, nor could we think 
Our hearts could ever be still, our thought less fleet 
Than the dizzy clouds, less than the flying wind. 
Eastward the valley and the dark steep hill 
And other hills and valleys lost behind 
In mist and light. The hedges were not yet bare 
Though the wind picked at them as he went by. 
The woods were fire, a fire that dense or clear 
Burned steady, but could not burn up the shadows 
Rooted where the trees’ roots entangled lie, 
In darkness; or a flame burned solitary 
In the middle of the highest of brown meadows, 
Burned solitary and unconsuming where 
A red tree stooped to its black shadow and 
The kestrel’s shadow hunted the kestrel up the hill. 
We climbed, and as we stood (where yet we stand 
And of the visioned sun and shadow still drink) 
Happiness like a shadow chased our thought 
That tossed on free wings up and down the world; 
Till by that wild swift-darting shadow caught 
Our free spirits their free pinions furled. 
Then as the kestrel began once more the heavens to climb 
A new-winged spirit rose clear above the hills of time. 

This poem is in the public domain.

I Go Among Trees - III. The Kestrel (John Frederick Freeman)

A song about getting old

LYRICS:

The skin you're wound in
won't keep the sound in
so stop pretending

You hiss and you are steaming
Your eyes are streaming
and I can't say here, no

Slip-on shoes and dripping blues
You're waiting for the shipping news
Birds dive beneath the waves
They're showing you an early grave
The sea is where we go to die
The moon is hidden by the night

Waterfalls run backwards
and continents will drift apart
The universe must shrink again
so you can have your heart restart

I can't stay here
No

Slip-on shoes and dripping blues
You're waiting for the shipping news
Birds dive beneath the waves
They're showing you an early grave
The sea is where we go to die
The moon is hidden by the night

Waterfalls run backwards
and continents will drift apart
The universe must shrink again
so you can have your heart restart

The universe must shrink again
so you can have your heart restart

Dripping Blues

A song about running from your mistakes

LYRICS:

We rolled a rug around it
and we threw it on the floor
We rolled it down the mountain
and we dragged it to the shore

You said I had it coming
but you never told me til
the lights had turned to amber
and the beating hearts fell still

We sold off our belongings
and we headed to the hills
In solitude and longing
survived on drink and pills

The mob became and army
and they haunted us for years
The ghosts of what we could be
Inspired by others' fears

The Ghosts of What We Could Be

ALFONSO LLORENTE: VOCALES. ACOUSTIC GUITAR. ELECTRIC GUITARS, BASS,  DRUMS & SYNTH

Feeling young as usual....

COME TOGETHER (Beatles)

Original composition.... Alejandro Gonzalez M.

Insania

EYPC-2019 Polonia

//Así como el relámpago sale del oriente
Y brilla hasta el occidente//
Así será también la venida,
La venida del Hijo del Hombre. 

¡Ven, Señor Jesús!
Crece en nos,
Y alístanos para Tu venida.
Gana nuestro amor,
Obtén Tu novia
Haznos estos que te traen de vuelta.


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Matt. 24:27
 
For just as the lightning comes forth from the east
And shines to the west
For just as the lightning comes forth from the east
And shines to the west
So will the coming of the Son of Man be
As the lightning comes forth from the east

Come Lord Jesus!
Grow in us,
Make us ready for Your coming.
Gain our hearts, our love,
Gain Your bride!
Make us those who bring You back!


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Mateo 24:27-Así como el relámpago …🌺🌱🌹 For just as the lightening…Matthew 24:27 🌺🌱🌹 EYPC -2019

Songs in English on https://soundcloud.com/seb-mankoo