Daydream

Youtube Video:  https://youtu.be/b70uQ3Xycyc

WE WANT TO FLY 
(c) JunkHeap Jul 21 2022 / Remixed-Remastered May 2025

Thinking about the day 
and feedin' on the summer vibe, 
do you feel it?

Later that night I need some sleepin',
crawl into bed, soft sheets are cheering.
The pillow says hello,
and I fade below.

Someone waves to come along,
through a field, beside a pond.  
It's idyllic. 
Jump up high, and say goodbye
flying up and out of sight.

Hit the clouds.
In the clouds.
and there's the sun.
and the beautiful Earth.
For all it's worth,
in this day and age.
Turn the page
and you see the rage.

it's all sort of malign.
Politicians turn a blind eye.
They don't have the fortitude
to satisfy all our needs.

We want to fly.

Sitting on a beach near Naples;
Standing in Krasna Square;
Meet some people at the Pyramids of Giza;
then hit downtown NYC and see its flair.

Dreaming of a simple bliss, 
where I feel her lovely kiss.
But a dark flows in so slowly,
blots out the light, 
and I feel people want to get away.

We want to fly.

We Want To Fly

Hey Ive mastered my inspiration @specialececilia beautiful lyrics

Enjoy 
Dx

Circle of Life**Cecilia & Ricø **Mastered

It felt more in keeping with the lyric to mark time during what was suppose to be a solo, odd thing to do, I know, but muses can be so stubborn!

https://youtu.be/p9_e06tByaY
Photo: The art of waiting by IGNANT

The muse packed her suitcase and left
‘Antoine, you’re not one of the best’
And I went ‘boo-hoo’ 
I knew it was true
I guess

She says ‘What’s that in your throat?’
And ‘Why ya playing bum notes?’
Does she think I don’t know
A ‘re’ from a ‘do’
What a mess!

Gonna wait for this doorbell to ring
And maybe this canary will sing
But don’t hold your breath
It hasn’t rung yet
But who knows?
Who knows?

The Muse Packed Her Suitcase And Left

The ancient metropolis of Istanbul probably derives its name from the Greek 'Stin Polis' ('in the city')(according to Sean Lusk's excellent book 'The Second Sight of Zachary Cloudesly)having previously been Constantinople the capital of the Byzantine Empire.
This incredible city spans the continents of Europe and Asia and reflects aspects of both in its culture and people. 
(Photo taken from a trip on The Bosphorus...the waterway dividing the city's continents.)

Istanbul

By The Numbers IPG1 & Paploviante
Vocals and Lyrics IPG1
@ipg1
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/by-the-numbers-160-bpm
Paploviante: Bass, Music, Mix, Mastering and Picture
Lyrics:
I don’t need no jealousy —-no secrecy no bigotry 
life is still an odyssey—-a parody —-pure irony 
what will be my legacy—-humility and harmony 
history leaves a path to see—-land currency and slavery 
leaders with no decency—-no empathy not trustworthy 
life is never duty free —-there really —-is no certainty 
Is voters rights reality —-or just another fantasy
poverty’s the enemy ——revise the current policy

Let’s Pool our talents together ——and move forward in a big way 
the difference between giant steps and ———-Child’s play 
night and day —-the price we pay 
it’s gotta be—-what the people want —-not what the politicians says
—-I’m not a biblical man—-a man of principle—-I am
I believe in good and evil —and that energy is divine 
Is it a chance or a miracle ——of being who I am ———
who’ll guide and protect you
Too many gods to kneel to ——
So many beliefs to cling to——what’s true?
who do you have to save you 
Is the miracle within you —-clever but ————truth——-ful 
God work is never done —-we’re never in ———-ne——utral 
These are life’s lesson————enter the teacher ———exit the pupil

take my blessings when I can———-my lessons——- from who I am 
This divine spark of energy ———is it chaos——or life‘s plan 
Is faith—the path ——or journey—-taken by anyone who can
no good or evil theory just the fact that I am is all I need to guide me
————no spoken word or prophecy 
The challenge ——just to stay free—- victory over enemies 
The past is all history—wars—-brutality—- blasphemy 
the suffering —-the agony—-the cruelty—-the tragedy

Chorus

I don’t need no jealousy —-no secrecy no bigotry 
life is still an odyssey—-a parody —-pure irony 
what will be my legacy—-humility and harmony 
history leaves a path to see—-land currency and slavery 
leaders with no decency—-no empathy not trustworthy 
life is never duty free —-there really is no certainty 
Is voters rights reality —-or just another fantasy
poverty’s the enemy ——revise the current policy

By The Numbers - IPG1 & Paploviante

Harmful: lyrics, vocals
Scotty: guitar, lyrics, vocals

Poor Me (Harmful if Followed/QB Bills)

Calm Center

Chocolate Rabbits

Original music by: FPMORINSTUDIO/Francois Pierre Morin composer

A Guitar Line A 90

Sono questi i giorni decisivi della nostra vita. Da molti punti di vista. 
C'è chi ve l'aveva detto, senza compromesso alcuno, e non da pochi mesi, ma da subito.
Non perché medico, ma perché libero nell'intelletto e nello spirito, perché cosciente dei mali del mondo. Perché nemico dei servi del Male.
Sappiate riconoscere il valore reale delle persone. La cosa più difficile al mondo. 
Ma oggi più che mai necessaria.
Uniamoci e denunciamo. E combattiamo uniti, contro i servi della menzogna, per la verità e la libertà, per noi e per il futuro dei nostri figli.
E che Dio ci aiuti e salvi.
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These are the decisive days of our life. From many points of view.
There are those who told you so, without any compromise, and not for a few months, but immediately.
Not because he is a doctor, but because he is free in intellect and spirit, because he is aware of the evils of the world. Because enemy of the servants of Evil.
Know how to recognize the real value of people. The hardest thing in the world.
But today more than ever necessary.
Let's unite and report. And we fight united, against the servants of lies, for truth and freedom, for us and for the future of our children.
And may God help and save us.

Apriti a Dio  *  Open up to God

Piano player, singer,  righteous upright bass & concatenator of disparate factors.

The Muse Packed Her Suitcase And Left

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