Great and fun upbeat, rock the mandolin !

twilight dance

On the map that she left on the table
There’s a crease where a fold might have been
Like a line spanning all of Creation
Endless long, laser straight, razor thin

On one side those who deserve better
On the other those who don’t

There’s a stone that is loose in the corner
There’s a secret behind it, don’t tell
Out of sight from chaplain or jailor
Lest I fail whom I’d follow to Hell

Someone wise never known for her beauty
Someone who saw the truth for the lie
Someone kind, now known for her cruelty
Someone so much kinder than I

I abide in His infinite prison
It is in my nature to obey
Standing by for those natural causes
I will worship, I will wither away

Someone saved me, she’s now lost forever
Heart of the Forest and wide open sky
Someone good getting locked out of Heaven
Someone so much better than I

Only Song will remain when she’s gone
Would that I could have gone in her stead
There’s a family of mice in the wall
Now I feed them all of my bread

Someone brave dances with the shadows
Stands on the Mountain, looks Him in the eye
Someone brave is climbing the gallows
Someone so much braver than I.

The Map

This Machine Builds Fascists is about how I feel capitalism has led to a sense of global insecurity which has resulted in a surge of right wing populist thought which verges on fascism.

We made a machine, made a machine
A marvellous modern machine
It roars and it screams, roars and it screams
Gobbling oil and spitting out steam
What does it do? What does it do?
Tell us all, what does it do?
It strikes a spark that lights a fuse

All you gathered in this place
Lift your gaze towards the light
All you gathered in this place
Lift your gaze towards the light
And we need never live in darkness
While our engines make their mark upon the night


The smoke and the sigh, the screech and the sound
The grind of the gears spinning round
The gnashing of teeth, the rumbling ground
The echoes resound and resound
Rattling nerves, rattling bone
A treacherous shaking of stone
To bring down everything you’ve known

All you gathered in this place
Raise your hands to feel the heat
All you gathered in this place
Raise your hands to feel the heat
And you can dream about the feeling
While you’re shivering and reeling in the street


We made a machine, made a machine
A marvellous modern machine
It roars and it screams, roars and it screams
Gobbling oil and spitting out steam
What does it do? What does it do?
Tell us all, what does it do?
It strikes a spark that lights a fuse

This Machine Builds Fascists

Not everything’s silver and gold

Blues Confusion - songs written by Phil Bourgault

Phil Bourgault - Guitars
Bella Jean Bourgault - Vocals
Simon Sharp - Keyboards
Chris Fayle - Drums
Andy Robinson - Bass

Another leaf

Arianna Rader is featured as the vocalist in this melodic pop-style song about the importance of having a good friend. Written and produced by Dave Heffner.
LYRICS
VERSE1
Many nights before I go to sleep,
I wonder ‘bout the day and what I’d change.
Feelings and memories that I wish to keep,
And those that were new and strange.
CHORUS1
I need a friend who inspires me.
Who is humble, but we can disagree.
Who lifts me up. Who calms me down.
Who’s lots of fun, and who I want around.
Who? A friend like you? Who?...
VERSE2
Planning for changes in my life,
Looking for new skills and thrills,
I want to rise up to challenge myself.
A future in this world.
VERSE3
Travel the bumpy road,
And navigate the twists and turns,
Would be no fun to do it alone,
But to share what I will learn.
CHORUS2
I need a friend who inspires me.
Who is humble, but we can disagree.
Who lifts me up. Who calms me down.
Who’s lots of fun, and who I want around. 
REFRAIN
I need a friend who inspires me.
Who is humble. Who cares for me.
Who? A friend like you!

DAVEHEFFNER.COM

A Friend (ft. Arianna Rader - vocals)

Music by Dave Rose
Another tune I deleted and then decided to put back on here.

And It's Not As If

composition piano Tom Arnosch et arrangements orchestration willy moreno

Homeland / Tom Arnosch / Willy Moreno .

Lyrics:

Trying to fit into worlds I don’t belong
Can’t understand why I’ve done this so long
I’m a walking contradiction, controlled by addiction
Apparently, something I can’t get out of my system

All around me, catastrophe, the epitome of blasphemy 

Spent most of my life, disregarding religion
Though I felt its call, cast it aside as fiction
A pit of despair, deep inside my soul
Damage to repair, such a deadly hold

All around me, catastrophe, the epitome of blasphemy

Save me from my misery
Cast away all my doubts
Bless me with Epiphany
So, I can kick my demons out

Then someone came to me, 
Maybe just a dream
Tore down walls to see 
A chance to be free

All around me, catastrophe, the epitome of blasphemy

Only I could save myself, 
All these corrupted parts
Quell my unfaithfulness
 Heal my darkened heart

All around me, catastrophe, the epitome of blasphemy

Save me from my misery
Cast away all my doubts
Bless me with Epiphany
So, I can kick my demons out

Save me from my misery
Save me, unconditionally
I will be undeniably 
Yours, oh Lord, Save me

Ripe Old Age

Chris Price

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