Name: Forget About by closely
Duration: 2 min 33 s
Description: Recorded in the early 70's in her home on a reel to reel recording device, the songs on "Colour Green" are intimate portraits of life's sad and fragile beauty.

Poem text and context: https://www.brainpickings.org/2021/05/28/emily-dickinson-grief/

POEM TEXT / CONTEXT

"Grief is a Mouse" (Maria Popova reads Emily Dickinson)

Remember all the sea breeze , where the little trees breathe. That's where i want to be.

Drifting all together , that's what really matters. You and me in harmony.

The night is nearly over , let's weave our dreams before the sun takes it all away.

Drifting all together , that's what really matters. You and me in harmony.

Breeze

SOKO --  I've Been Alone Too Long

Matt Elliott - Gone (공포, 쓸쓸, 우울, 몽환, 잔잔, 격렬)

Good Good Blood - I'm So Ugly

13 years of love. 
13 years of secrets and stories.
It’s what we were.
Now there is nothing to what we are.

Blood and Bones (Kodaline)

as the end approaches
and i lie here in wait
as they watch with disappointment 
at the mess that i've made
i'm just another mistake
with all this hate i create
and if there is a god above me
there's a lot  on his plate

breathe
no im damned on this earth
breathe
to hurt and to hurt
and if there is a god above me that's been watching since birth
then give me one good reason, tell me what it's worth.
if there's just one good reason, tell me what it's worth

bed-ridden, tears dripping, locked in my room
downswing, aching flowers dont bloom
there's not much i can take if i take it at all
leave me alone now im crying in blue

i used to be a dancer yeah i used to swing
i used to comfort people yeah i used to sing
but now my voice is the devil
my music his horns
and my friends are dead
from this world we are torn

wont you take me away 
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im writing disease till the day im deceased 
begging you please wont you listen at least
love in decrease heeding the priest's decrees
with ease is the only way to feel peace

but nothing makes sense no more,
my eyes, heart and brain are sore.
love's a bitch love's a whore
cant take this anymore

oh lord take me in, 
wash away all my sins
and deliver me from evil
and let me begin

the end

Recorded in the early 70's in her home on a reel to reel recording device, the songs on "Colour Green" are intimate portraits of life's sad and fragile beauty.

Colour Green

Forget About

Goodnight Rhonda Lee

A Little Crazy

Every mother is a woman, every woman is a human, every human makes mistakes and tries to be the best they can.

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I wrote this song for as a gift for my mother's 50th birthday, a few years ago. I realised that forgiving her mistakes was much easier when I accepted that she wasn't as perfect as a child thinks their parents are, but that she also was a human being with her qualities and her flaws.
But this song is not only for her, it's for every woman and every man, and the child that lives inside us. It's a reminder that we are allowed to dream and to be unsuccessful, that we can also think we are worthless and then win the world. We are preciously imperfect, and that's the beauty of it.

There are so many reasons why I am so happy to share this with you, listing them all would be endless, so I will leave this as a present for you, so that you can shape it however you want inside you. 

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A Woman 

music, lyrics, piano vocals, keyboards, programming, backing vocals, arrangement, production: Valerio Lysander
mixing: Nick Harris at Spare Room Recordings
mastering: Jay Fee at Conduction Mastering

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LYRICS:

When I was young I thought she could fly,
but I grew wiser while we grew older.
She was beautiful and to my eyes
her little smile was like the sun when I needed it.

Then I grew tall, still green inside,
when she told me many things I didn't really like.
She was afraid and hurt by human kind
and her heart couldn't discern right or wrong

Even though I thought she was perfect, the only perfect person in the world
now I know that she's not flawless, she's a human, finding her best way to live 

So she laughed and she cried,
when she was younger she had dreams that she didn't achieve,
She loved men and she danced,
she rode a bicycle and  fell down on the street.

Imperfectly independent
she could live her life standing on her own feet,
trying to learn from the mistakes,
praying to the universe for her own light.
She fought lies and fought hatred,
fought the dangers that were lying in her bed.
She faced the punishments arising from her sins,
but she never fell to her knees.

Even though I thought she was perfect, the only perfect person in the world
now I know that she's not flawless, she's a human finding her best way to live 

So she laughed and she cried,
when she was younger she had dreams that she didn't achieve,
She loved men and she danced,
she rode a bicycle and fell down on the street.
She could give birth and death, 
she gave a name and gave a hand to whom needed it,
she felt regrets and silence,
she sang melodies far from home, close to the sea.

Never able to give order to her chaos she decides to dance inside it,
and for all I know about this blessed world,
What I learnt from her I treasure in my blood.

So she laughed and she cried,
when she was younger she had dreams that she didn't achieve,
She loved men and she danced,
she rode a bicycle and  fell down on the street.
She could give birth and death, 
she gave a name and gave a hand to whom needed it,
she felt regrets and silence,
she sang melodies far from home, close to the sea.

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Forget About

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