This the one fs. The sitar at the end is ethereal

Whose singing at this part??? Someone tell me please

This is the first song I’ve ever listened to him and I can tell he’s going to be my favourite soon

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ALPHA

Danny’s Interlude

Your First Time

No Need to Worry

девочки любят траву, гашик, коноплю
это так круто
Ведь это так круто
оставили тебя одну
Снова одну
 в ванной на  утро
Пьяной на утро

Я уже устал мечтать 
Что будешь подо мной
Видно я слишком тупой
Видно я слишком тупой
(Опять проблемы с головой)
Это грязная туса
Их моя киса не любит
Опять пишут подруги
Зовут пыхнуть на кухне
Твое бледное тело
Было настолько красиво 
После поцелуя с тобой
Меня сбила машина
Меня сбила машина 
Меня сбила машина
Мое тело онемело
И всю память отшибло

Ты любишь курить траву а я тебя ебу
Ты любишь курить траву а я тебя ебу
Ты любишь курить траву а я тебя ебу
Ты любишь курить траву а я тебя ебу

девочки любят траву, гашик, коноплю
это так круто
Ведь это так круто
оставили тебя одну
Снова одну
 в ванной на  утро
Пьяной на утро

Твое бледное тело
Было настолько красиво 
После поцелуя с тобой
Меня сбила машина
Меня сбила машина 
Меня сбила машина
Мое тело онемело
И всю память отшибло

Но никогда я не забуду
Мою любимую Полину <3

полина <3

Call On Me

Wall

Moon

Moon (feat. Bon Iver)

Every Friday night
In a bar on a stage with no lights
Someone calls a name that’s not mine
And they play my favorite song
Where the planes fly
Every second and every third line
Someone holds a little bit too tight
And they sing along

And I feel all right
It’s so good to be home
And I feel alive
Like I’ll never be gone
It’s a sanctuary city
And they sing my song

Take a long walk
To the small corner store on my block
It’s a lot farther than I thought
But the people there are kind
On the sidewalk
Is a tall man who tells me I’m lost
And he asks if I have the time
And I ask him why

And he says
“All right
It’s so good to be home
And I feel alive
Like I’ll never be gone
It’s a sanctuary city
And they sing my song”

They say if you can make it here
You can make it anywhere
But it’s really just the best place to be

And I feel all right
It’s so good to be home
And I feel alive
Like I’ll never be gone
It’s a sanctuary city
And they sing my song
It’s a sanctuary city
And they sing my song

Track from the album "Send In The Clowns"

Send In The Clowns

Sanctuary City

Buy at Bandcamp

No soft talk, no slow play.
Rock for the men — roses for the ladies.
Sweat, groove, and danger wrapped in charm.
Every riff bites, every bassline moves, every word burns slow.
Turn it up and let the heat speak for itself.

Heat. Sweat. Seduction. 24. October

Limousine

Son Of Spergy

Root of all Evil

Touching God (feat. Yebba & Blood Orange)

Unoriginal / Black-Eyed Susan Climb

Unoriginal

O'Ladipo     Thank you

Wired to Feel

No Marks  
The William Altig Choir

🌊 "See all characteristics as not-characteristics—that's when the Buddha appears everywhere."

The Diamond Sutra asks: Can you measure infinite space? Can you put a fence around the Eastern sky?

That's what true generosity is like—boundless, immeasurable, free. When the giver dissolves, when the gift dissolves, when the receiver dissolves, that's when you know you're free.

And you can't find the Buddha by looking at his golden skin or checking off the thirty-two marks. The real Buddha has no features. The true nature has no marks. It's in the seeing, not the seen. It's in the light, not the dark.

Pour it out. Let it flow. Stop looking for God in all the special signs. He was never not here.

🙏 Based on Diamond Sutra Chapters 4-5  
🎸 Part of The Diamond Sutra Reborn series

"No Marks"

 [Verse 1 - The Question]
The Buddha asks
Subhūti, can you measure the space?
Can you count the East sky?
Can you find where it ends
Put a fence around the infinite?

No, says Subhūti
His voice quiet but sure
Space is boundless
It has no measure
It just is

 [Verse 2 - The Teaching]
That's right, says the Buddha
And his smile is like sunshine
And the merit of giving without clinging?
It's just like that
Boundless, immeasurable, free

It just spreads
Like light through all directions
Like water finding its level
Like love that doesn't ask back
Like rain that don't care whose field it's falling on

 [Chorus 1 - Pour It Out]
Pour it out, let it flow
Don't hold back, let it go
Don't claim the credit, don't claim the prize
Don't look for thanks in another's eyes

Just give like the rain falls on the ground
Making life grow without a sound
Give like the sun shines on the earth
Giving light to everything of worth

 [Bridge 1]
Pour it out
Your love, your time, your self
Let it merge with the ocean
Let it disappear into the vastness

When the giver dissolves
When the gift dissolves
When the receiver dissolves
That's when you know you're free

 [Verse 3 - Looking for Buddha]
You looking for the Buddha
In the golden skin?
You searching for the truth
In the marks upon his form?

You checking off the features
Counting up the signs
Looking for the special
Looking for the divine?

 [Verse 4 - Wrong Place]
But the Buddha says, Listen
You looking in the wrong place
Whatever has a characteristic
Whatever has a face
Whatever you can point to
Whatever you can name
That ain't the truth, brother
That's just the illusion's game

 [Chorus 2 - Can't See the Buddha]
Can't see the Buddha in the body
Can't find truth in the form
Can't grab hold of the formless
Can't contain what can't be born

The real Buddha got no features
The true nature got no marks
It's in the seeing, not the seen
It's in the light, not in the dark

 [Bridge 2]
You want to see the Tathāgata?
Stop looking at the man
You want to know the truth?
Let go of every plan

The Buddha you're searching for
Ain't in the special signs
He's in the emptiness itself
In the space between the lines

 [Outro]
See all characteristics
As not characteristics
That's when you see clear
That's when the Buddha
Appears everywhere
Cause he was never not here

No Marks

Written, Produced, Recorded by River Tiber
Vocals, Guitar, Bass, Synth, Rhodes, Piano, Violin by River Tiber
Additional Guitar, Vocals by Justin Nozuka
Photo by Keavan Yazdani

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