This is really pretty, I imagine a ballerina or something

very nice keep up the good work and beats and songs.

Turn a different shade - blue, just for you!

Production is key to a great track and you smashed it with this one!!!

Really enjoyed this one enjoyed the build up

esse piano esta incrivel !!vamboraaaa 2025

Thanks to my friend Charlie for rocking this collaboration 
more of his music @ https://soundcloud.com/charliewillz
photo by Ashley_Minkus

Supper - Charlie Williams

Enigma

Spirits of the montains

There was a time when I liked the mean streets.
Alcohol, the drugs, the pizzas.
Feeling I was getting somewhere fast.

But, all them times they were too risky
All them people nowt but piskies.
Nothing in that world is built to last.

Though alcohol stirred my emotion.
Held me back from true devotion.
Holds you back from any given task.

Kids they change things.
Life is savage.
All you wanted was no baggage.
Something has to give. 
It's really this or that.

The causes that you thought important.
Melt away with holy portents.
Honey drizzled, cold war, dazzled hearts.

And all the naying, saying, lovers.
Soft, warm legs underneath covers.
Couldn't help me now. 
That we're apart.

Your sky will never fill my pages.
Barely heard of all your sages.
Take a look for me.
Before we start.

Oh, up and down, and far below.
It's all the same to me, you know.
The portrait of an artist. 
Giving away all his art.

Oh, I'll...
Say it, then.
I shall never play the Dane.
I shall never play the Dane.
Because I'm old.
oh, I'll...
Say it again.
I shall never play the Dane.
I shall never play the Dane.
Because I'm old.

We send the kids to school for learning.
Half an eye on future earnings.
Whatever will now become of me?

A spent and used up commissary.
Delivered on time just barely.
Why'd you give me sight.
If I can't ever hope to see?

Your machinations drove me crazy.
Doubled up. 
Accused of lazy.
Trapped by lack of sleep that I can't beat.

Who cares to dance? 
When all above.
The puppet masters strings are cut.
Here I am sitting. 
Won't you go and dance for me?

Oh, I'll...
Say it, then.
I shall never play the Dane.
I shall never play the Dane.
Cause I am old.
Yeah, I'll...
Say it again.
I shall never play the Dane.
I shall never play the Dane.
I'm just too old.

Their covid left me blurry, weary.
I was not like all the teary.
Pan bang, sap eyed, abide, pleasant chaps.

And all you worry wort, dag naggers.
In cahoots with the flag shaggers.
Ruined all my feelings toward the past

Your rules were made to be heartbroken.
Everything is bought with tokens.
How'd we get our foot off of the gas?

Money comes to cause it's mischief.
Always rooted for the sneak theif.
Boffins kinda gave me creeps.
Never gave me laughs.

I've no concerns about your Facebook.
Crushed the car.
But kept the log book.
Hushed. Momento mori. Fancy free.

You over-ruled me nationally.
Watched my family dilly dally.
Sleeping. Creeping. 
Further out from me.

Your anodyne, pontificating,
deals you are making with Satan.
How I wish you'd try to let it...
Let it wander free.

They rubber stamped your reliquary 
Fuck the rich, man.
They are lairy.
In the end.
Well, there... 
There is only me.

The Mean Streets

All music by me

Special thanks to Kahlan Davis and the Toxic Brothers.

Cover by Engin_Akyrut (PIxaBay)

Trust 2025

Suicide letter (feat. Qing Su)

Mad King

EXHAUSTED
Produced and composed by Wicked Gloves
107 BPM, D min

LYRICS:

'Cause I'm exhausted
I'm exhausted
'Cause I'm exhausted
I'm exhausted
You got me up all night
Make me move to the strobe lights
Keep me up 'til the daylight

---

© 2025 Wicked Gloves
℗ 2025 Wicked Gloves
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Exhausted

Elements Of Jazz, Classical and New Age, will take the listener on a journey into skies with new horizons and uncharted waters

Rainbows & Rivers Meditations

Rainbows & Rivers Meditations One

Rainbows And Rivers Meditations One - John Goldrust

Upon the shrine, I lay my head
It's warm and stiff. Then comes the rain

It's happening every Monday
When the sailors issue a mayday
In these moments, all is ready 
To get things done in the old way

The storm trashes everything around
Only a tree remains steady

It's happening every Monday
When the sailors issue a mayday
In these moments, all is ready 
To get things done in the old way

In The Old Way

LYRICS 
Final Destination
Ill end up dead up dead
With you buried
Next to my body where ill rest in peace

Every situation you turn your back
Tried my best
Its never a match solely for me

Will you keep on fighting for us?
I will swing hard if you want me to
Bloody up my fingers for what
I'm just waiting for you to hurt me

Undisputed
Getting up slowly
How are you having fun
No matter how I phrase it
Ill end up losing
Are you happy you won

Will you keep on fighting for us?
I will swing hard if you want me to
Bloody up my fingers for what
I'm just waiting for you to hurt me

Trust 2025

Benjamin Nix

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