a slow burn still in progress, as music should be...in a fluid state

a slow burn

There are so many things I’d like to tell ya
Thoughts trapped in my lungs 
Didn’t mean to fail you
Years passed, I had the time
But my tongue got tied 

I’ve been saving up the things
That we can talk about 
Remember when you’d sing 
Still wanna make you proud

Remember in those days
When it chilled you out 
Had a big old smile 
In that little white rag top

Held your on the side of the bed
The day a knot unraveled inside your head 
So many things 
That I’d like to tell ya 

I’ve been saving up the things
That we can talk about

Remember when you’d sing
Still wanna make you proud 
Thoughts trapped in my lungs 
I didn’t mean to fail ya
There are so many things that I want to tell you 

————-
Song was written for my late father

Saving Up The Things

Opus80

Taken from the upcoming full length debut album (TBR mid-2024)
(p) & (c), 2023.
Youtube link: https://youtu.be/F8sinHhDbp8
---------------------------------
Lyrics:
Listen from far beyond
listen you crowd of loss
listen you all, a generation of pain 
that felt destruction so close

listen people who wheep
that you are the chosen sheep
a sheep that will live, forever you will
and without any bleed

and the seasons are changing
and the days are passing by, while fighting the good fight
and the time feels like raging, an unstoppable light 
and now i am saying...you can't go wrong! 

I hear some people sing, 
i hear some people scream,
i know we all, being under the sky  
in this place where we breathe and dream

listen around the globe,
embrace what u  really love
with body and soul you have to give in
 and never let it go!

Rock and Roll Kills

You Can't Go Wrong!

A big Thank You to eddyoffline (https://soundcloud.com/user-705706912) for providing this wonderful guitar 

The picture shows an extract of:
„An operation for stone in the head“ (1563) Oil painting by a follower of Jan Sanders van Hemessen (1500-1566). Source: Wellcome Library, London

Cut In Ego

1
1 had a vision
But it was only a hallucination.
1 had a vision
But that was only a fantasy.
1 had a vision
But it was only a figment.
1 had a vision
But that was only a pipe dream.

ref 1
Its end shall be dramatically
But until then
1 can try to stand,
Gain solid foothold again 
And that eventually
Until the end

Take the reject and
Try to reflect that
Cut in ego

2
1 had this vision
But it was only a big misconception.
Thought to be on a mission
But that was only an aberration.
How 1 was wishing
that it had another destination.

ref 2
Its end designed dramatically
But until then
1 can try to stand,
Gain solid foothold again 
And that eventually
Until the end

Take the reject and
Try to reflect that
Cut in ego
Cut in ego

3
1 had a vision
But that only turned into a nightmare.
There seemed this mission
But now there is no time left to spare.

ref 3
Its end will be dramatically
And until then
1 can try to stand,
Gain solid foothold again 
And that eventually
Until the end

The end just fatally
And until then
1 can try to understand,
Regain solid mindset again,
Adapt the stand
Until the end

Take the reject and
Try to reflect that
Reflect the act and
Accept the fact, a

Cut in ego
(A cut in ego, at the right time, now…)

Cut In Ego (wt eddyoffline)

A big thank you to the talented Wikiloops Musicians

https://www.wikiloops.com/backingtrack-jam-290184

As of 6.6.2024 you can now a reel & decent cover
https://www.instagram.com/p/C72YcLEO2B2
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i6WlY8MygMk






Presenting - Till I Get Over You

Vocals - Heidi-Marie - first take
Original Lyrics as I sung

Choose another road
Walk another path

Time to clear the mind
Time  to the cleanse the soul

So let me take another road

Does it really matter
Which way I go

Not sure what I'll


Till I get over you

Produced in the ARAPA Music Studio,
Sydney - Australia

Till I Get Over You

"Paperback Writer" by Lennon & McCartney performed by James Nesser.

Epiphone Casino
Epiphone Viola Bass
Addictive Drums 2 - Black Oyster

"Paperback Writer"

Wyoming

Simple And Pure


The highway shimmers like a serpent's back
Asphalt melting into sticky black
Sun's a burning eye that won't look away
Been driving through this hell for three long days

The radio's been dead since yesterday
Just static and the preacher's ranting voice
Talking about judgment and the final fire
About how all us sinners have to make a choice

Death Valley, Death Valley
Where the rain forgot how to fall
Death Valley, Death Valley
The path to our final curtain call
Death Valley, Death Valley
Death Valley, Death Valley

The mountains look like sleeping giants' bones
Bleached white by the merciless sun
Above, the vultures circle in formation
Want to eat us all before they’re done

Saw a sign said "Last Water - 50 Miles"
But the station was abandoned, ancient, defiled
Just rusted pumps and broken glass
A monument to a more hopeful past

Death Valley, Death Valley
Where the rain forgot how to fall
Death Valley, Death Valley
The path to our final curtain call
Death Valley, Death Valley
Death Valley, Death Valley

Keep driving... keep driving...
There's no turning back now...


Death Valley

Boogie Down Gangsta

producer / singer-songwriter
no AI
DAWs - in chronological order of use
garageband
bandlab
FL studio

Saving Up The Things

ct burcham