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Night Light

‘Fiction’ is about our illusions surrounding true love, based on fictional stories.
Because, seriously, who hasn’t really felt that life should sparkle some more, taste a little bit better and be way more colorful?

Fiction

Here’s a song you can cry to about crying and being sad :’)

Lyrics:
I dont think I’m going out today
Maybe tomorrow will bring less rain
Think I’m going a little bit insane
Wish the pills took away more pain

Just last week I had perfect grades
Made some art and loved it, oh how fast love fades
If one scares me more than death it’s change
But I really hate when things stay the same

Try to put my pieces back together
As days go by it doesn’t seem to get better
I just need to find some sort of glue
To keep my pieces from turning back to blue

Tried making the plans so many times
I don’t know why I never read the signs
They never forgot, that was a lie
If they really wanted to they’d try

I spend a lot of time thinking in bed
Those Pinterest girls go straight to my head
Maybe one day I can be like them
For now I’ll sing a song about being sad instead

Song about being sad

Backseat Rider

Quick track made again using Reason and Cinematic Studios Plugins.

Reflection Of Honor

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Over + Under

I think of you as the wind catches on to the breeze
Pulling me
You are the ocean of endless possibility 
Surrounding, surrounding, surrounding me
Surrounding me
The clouds spell your name they all try to say some things never stay the same
The tree in my backyard
The look on your face
I guess some things never change

I’m over and I’m under you again
Some things are meant to happen
Over and I’m under you again 

Back in my hometown I wonder if I’m out of place
These years feel so far away
And my feet are stuck and I’ll leave once the garden is gray
I’ll get out someday
And I’ll chase the clouds
Walking in circles now 
This life will always stay the same
The tree in my backyard 
The look on your face
I guess some things have to change

I’m over and I’m under you again
Some things are meant to happen
Over and I’m under you again 
I’m over, I’m under
I’m over and under and over
I’m over, I’m under
I’m over and under and over again
Again, again, again

Here I go again, I go again,
Coming round again, I’m walking again
Here I go again, I go again,
Coming round again, I’m walking again

Sacrifice my devotion
Feel my skin against the ocean
I’m back in, you’re pulling me back in
And my torso in the tide now
The sun will come back down 
I’m under again
I’m over, under and over you again

Some things are meant to happen

Over + Under

Acoustic Folk music

When I look down deep into your soul,
I understand why you can’t lose control
The things that you say, and the things that you do,
Show me glimpses of the one who is You

Your secret is safe with me because you know
My heart goes with you wherever you  go
I’ll always want you, no matter who
You show the World  
‘Cause I love you

I know you love me, I know you care
Even if you don’t say it I know you’re there
Together we live together we stay
Together we love Together I pray

Chorus
Solo G D Am C G D Am C C 
Chorus

Verse
My Secret is safe with you I know
The one I hide, that won’t let me go
Our Secret, our fear, our heart, and our mind
Together we hold them, together in kind

Your Secret Is Safe With Me Record 2021 - 04 - 23 At 20h56m11s

Villian Of The Piece

Alphonse de Lamartine
1790 - 1869
Le désespoir

Lorsque du Créateur la parole féconde,
Dans une heure fatale, eut enfanté le monde
Des germes du chaos,
De son oeuvre imparfaite il détourna sa face,
Et d'un pied dédaigneux le lançant dans l'espace,
Rentra dans son repos.

Va, dit-il, je te livre à ta propre misère ;
Trop indigne à mes yeux d'amour ou de colère,
Tu n'es rien devant moi.
Roule au gré du hasard dans les déserts du vide ;
Qu'à jamais loin de moi le destin soit ton guide,
Et le Malheur ton roi.

Il dit. Comme un vautour qui plonge sur sa proie,
Le Malheur, à ces mots, pousse, en signe de joie,
Un long gémissement ;
Et pressant l'univers dans sa serre cruelle,
Embrasse pour jamais de sa rage éternelle
L'éternel aliment.

Le mal dès lors régna dans son immense empire ;
Dès lors tout ce qui pense et tout ce qui respire
Commença de souffrir ;
Et la terre, et le ciel, et l'âme, et la matière,
Tout gémit : et la voix de la nature entière
Ne fut qu'un long soupir.

Levez donc vos regards vers les célestes plaines, 
Cherchez Dieu dans son oeuvre, invoquez dans vos peines 
Ce grand consolateur,
Malheureux ! sa bonté de son oeuvre est absente,
Vous cherchez votre appui ? l'univers vous présente
Votre persécuteur.

Montez donc vers le ciel, montez, encens qu'il aime,
Soupirs, gémissements, larmes, sanglots, blasphème,
Plaisirs, concerts divins !
Cris du sang, voix des morts, plaintes inextinguibles,
Montez, allez frapper les voûtes insensibles 
Du palais des destins !

Du jour où la nature, au néant arrachée,
S'échappa de tes mains comme une oeuvre ébauchée,
Qu'as-tu vu cependant ?
Aux désordres du mal la matière asservie,
Toute chair gémissant, hélas! et toute vie
Jalouse du néant.

Des éléments rivaux les luttes intestines ;
Le Temps, qui flétrit tout, assis sur les ruines
Qu'entassèrent ses mains,
Attendant sur le seuil tes oeuvres éphémères ;
Et la mort étouffant, dès le sein de leurs mères,
Les germes des humains !

Héritiers des douleurs, victimes de la vie,
Non, non, n'espérez pas que sa rage assouvie
Endorme le Malheur !
Jusqu'à ce que la Mort, ouvrant son aile immense,
Engloutisse à jamais dans l'éternel silence
L'éternelle douleur !

Désespoir

Unison

I aint living in the past

Up in town

Buiten is het weekend

Muziek Gern Huijberts
Tekst Margareth Hop
Image by Mouse23 from Pixabay

Buiten Is Het Weekend

A largescale track to capture the majesty and threat of the ancient dwarf mines and halls of Moria

Moria

PROD. IOF

SOCIALS:
@madelinebramley
@33delirium

LYRICS:

I’ll try to fill  my cavities 
These holes that always  bothered me 
I hope you are the one for me
I need to find my gravity 

I need some fucking gravity
Something to get ahold of me 
Before I fall away to the stars 
And into your memories 

(Delirium)
I hope you will remember me 
All of my insecurity’s 
Over compulsive tendencies 
Alcohol and amphetamines

(Madeline) 
Let’s not do this passively 
Let’s not make this history 
Let’s pretend there’s nothing left
All or nothing I suggest 

(Delirium)
Some problems always haunted me 
I ward them off with levity 
I feel better off with my worries disguised in melodies 

(Madeline)
Remedies in melodies
Cigarettes and ecstasy 
I wanna hear your stories, tell me about your fantasies 

And I’ve made progress
Sometimes I regress
 I confess
There’s not much keeping me here

(Delirium)
 There’s something wrong with me 
And There’s something wrong with you 
 But There’s nothing wrong with us 
We got some living to do 

Have we been Thinking this through? 
Been thinking too much if I’m telling the truth 
The Only I thing I know is real is I’m feeling the feeling I’m feeling for you 


(Both)
I’ll try to fill  my cavities 
These holes that always  bothered me 
I hope you are the one for me
I need to find my gravity 

I need some fucking gravity
Something to get ahold of me 
Before I fall away to the stars 
And into your memories 

I think I’ve found my gravity
I think you are my gravity

I think you are my gravity

Cavities w/ madeline

Bruce Nunnally, a talented Texas, USA songwriter, captivates audiences with his thoughtful and sometimes humorous songs that delve into the intricacies of life, love, and truth. His music resonates with listeners, offering a blend of insightful storytelling and catchy melodies that reflect both personal and universal experiences. By following Bruce, you'll be the first to receive updates on his latest compositions, performances, and insights into his creative process. Whether you're a long-time fan or new to his music, Bruce's work promises to entertain and inspire.

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Your Secret Is Safe With Me Record 2021 - 04 - 23 At 20h56m11s

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