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OLD IRISH DAWN

A Progressive Rock, Guitar, Keyboard and Flute instrumental with recurring themes, played with varying dynamics and in different time signatures.

© 2021 Dairv Dubbleyew

A Higher Plane

YouTube: 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KSFKhOVjU88

Balkan Summer

Balkan

Waking Up To A Copper Sunrise 00:00
Bloom 04:08

Waking Up To A Copper Sunrise/Bloom

Dos por aquí. Y dos allá. Vos la cruzas, el la va a buscar.
Y todos atentos. Se viene el rebote. Todos atentos, se viene se viene.
Uno es mejor hay mas lugar. Recuperas salis a buscar.
Y todos atentos. Se viene el rebote. Todos atentos, se viene se viene.
Vos para mi sos como un rey, de lo que mas me importa.
Daria todo por volver a ver tu pique corto. Quien te dice gordo, no sabe nada.
No sabe nada. No sabe nada

Todos Atentos

Meow..and pseudo yoruba..groove..analog electronic

Yoruba

This song is about a drifter who roles into ghost town where he sees shadows silhouette of people from a long time ago. He thinks that they are real and experiences an evening of southern hospitality that includes a bottle of bourbon whisky. It's when he wakes up in the morning that he thinks if it was all in his head....Were they just visions he had in that ghost town. The deeper meaning to the song is that we live in a world we think is real, formed by our experiences and influenced by the environment. However, there may come a time when we wake up to the reality as it really is. Life is formed around ghosts and sillouettes who can influence our behaviour. As Marcus Aurelius once words are opinions not facts....or in the modern era....wake up and taste the coffee.
Music and lyrics: Phil Bowen
Produced and engineered: Phil Bowen 
Guitars, keyboards: Phil Bowen 
Lyrics: 
The tumbleweed roles down a dusty boardwalk
In a ghost town in New Mexico
Shadows silhouette in the evening sun
Of people from a long time ago
As the moon rises on the horizon
A drifter rides in. You could tell where he’s been
After days on the road feeling saddle sore
All he could think “I need a cool drink.
I need a good woman and more”.

There was southern hospitality he’d never seen before
They welcomed him into the local bar
With a bottle of bourbon and a home cooked meal
He felt like a movie star. 
Soon the bottle was dry 
His head rolled back, and he closed his eyes
Few have walked in the drifter’s shoes
He’d crossed many lines so many times 
Life could be good to a few.

Well, the mist fell down on the old ghost town
As he closed his eyes and fell asleep
It’s more than in his head
It’s more than what he thought and said- skin deep

The drifter he woke on the morning sunrise
He turned and opened his eyes
Looking through the haze of an empty glass
He saw to his surprise
The bar was empty, not a soul in sight
He raised to his feet then looked down the street
He was on his own felt shivers to his bones
Was it all in his mind? Was it all in his head?
Were they visions he had in that ghost town?

One thousand miles from Texas

The drifter

The Drifter

i reworked this song, I never really finished it when i posted it, i just kind of wanted to move on. This is a better song now.. I still can't get the vocals to sound right.. 
NOTE: I remixed this song, was able to get the pops and crackles out of the vocals

The evening fog had come, floating softly from the sea
and turned the world into a dream, where there is only you and me
when long ago we walked this shore,
and we had it all, but nothing more
not a memory you would keep
but it was everything to me

now time has burned away the fog, and we’ve come back to this place 
the silver sea and midnight sky underneath the milky way
but something’s lost along the way
where the water meets the sky so far away
it’s an illusion of the sea
they never really come to be

all I ever wanted, everything I thought I needed
I hoped to find in your heart     
If all of this meant nothing
then we’ve wasted all our time
We tried to be something we’re not
The same mistakes we’re making
The same bad road we’re taking 

It washes over me 
this is real, and not my dream
Let this be, go and find the one you need,
Who loves you for the things they see
Not what I want you to be
Not what you want me to be…

What I Wanted You To Be

Still Seing Ghosts

Inspired by the Artemis project by NASA to return to the moon

Return To The Moon

uncovered secret, an endless divide
starless night, in the cold
waiting there for you, a burning wick of time

void of hope, darkest night, cold.
raise your eyes, look into the skies

I'll be there
I'll be there

another secret has opened my mind to the thought of endless light
the worry there for us disappeared with hope

count on me
count on me
count on me
I'm there

in case you didn't know, the struggle is deep in our veins
tempered walk, take it slow, take it slow
you always know there is light at the end
so push

count on me
count on me
count on me
I'm there

Endless Divide

Branches of a Tree