Light breeze, warm sun, school’s out, heat’s begun
Cool shade, lemonade, Frisbee golf on a cloudy day
Little reason, many rhymes, new season, babe: its summer time

Intertubes, water guns, horseshoes, mile run
Bugs glow, picture shows, feel the sand beneath your toes
Little reason many rhymes, new season, babe: its summer time

Mosquitos, sunburn, peeling skin,
Black eyes, and scars, and bleeding shins,
I long for frost, it’s overdue,
Off the deep end, it must be true.

Fire ants, and allergies,
Seems summer’s not what its cracked up to be,
I miss the snow, and I’m missing you,
This loneliness gets me into:

The spirit of giving, an outlook of living,
Goodwill to all, and to all a good night.
It feels like Christmas in July.

No packages adorned with bows, just generosity that glows,
Like an evergreen tree strung up with lights,
It’s time for Christmas in July.

(Three spirits appeared to me, but not those of past, present, and destiny,
Father, Son, Holy Spirit, three; that make up the divine trinity.)

Christmas In July (2012 Mix)

Special thanks to Trey Smith for mastering this track!

30 white horses on a red hill
First they champ, then stamp, and then stand still 
But mine are in training, I’m explaining
Held together by steel-wire framing 

But soon they’re graduating
Getting set free of their armor plating
 Running around like a wild mustang
Who's been let loose to roam the plains 

Yes, the metal my mouth has held
For all these years atop my grill 
Is being removed from my enamel
So my grin won't resemble a solar panel 

Leaving a little more room to breathe
So I can speak a little more clearly
Over these synthesized, minty-fresh beats
My hygienic rhymes seep between my teeth

Under the tree, wrapped up in a box
A brand new brush and some dental floss
Above the fire, where Santa stalks 
Mouthwash fills up all of my socks

Don’t get me wrong; my orthodontist rocks
But I’m running out of time, so it’s time to punch a clock
So don’t worry about me when you’re headed out to shop
Cuz all I really want for Christmas: to get my braces off 

I am dreaming of a white Christmas
Wish I could say that I’m gonna miss this
Cybernetic, mechanical business
There’s just one thing on my wish list

Find a girl and make her my Mrs.
But no girl will want to kiss this
Face with iron behind my lips
They just admire me for my quips

So doctor, go ahead, get a tight grip
Plant both your feet, and start to rip
Out, one-by-one, every steel-trap
Out of my trap, so I can rap

Or whatever you call this thing I can’t do well
Lol idk what I’m doing, I just yell
All I’m really tryna say is tell my brackets farewell
So if I want, I can finally have a piece of caramel

30 White Horses

One of the first projects I completed in Garageband.
Link to the original song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NpgpeSoJzQo&feature=kp

Momma's Boy (Originally performed by Chromeo)

Let this song be a love letter to whomever you may feel distant from this Christmas- whether it be your friends, your family, or your Savior. 

They might be closer than you think. 
_________________________________________

I wrote you this Christmas card 
The only way to say, "hey," from afar 
I didn't think I'd fall this hard 
I hate Christmas spent apart 

I'm in Kalamazoo 
You're in Timbuktu 
Always on the move 
Headed somewhere new 

And I wanna be there too, dear 
Started this note with you, dear 
Cuz you're first and foremost, the one that I adore 
It might not sound sincere, dear 
But my need for you's severe, dear 
And at the end, I hope I'll be sincerely yours 

I'll be sincerely yours 
I'll be sincerely yours 

I wrote you this Christmas card 
The adhesion of season's greetings with Hallmark 
A cheap poem mixed with cheap art 
To convey what's on my heart
_________________________________________ 

written and produced by Desmond Dornak 
mixed and mastered by Jesse Wiser 
artwork by Tammy Dornak

uke tab: http://www.ukulele-tabs.com/uke-songs/desmond-dornak/christmas-card-uke-tab-45107.html

Christmas Card

Strigiformes

*photo credit for album art: Tammy Dornak

Through the dirty slush and snow I trudge
Windows frozen over, ice won’t budge
But I won’t get mad because December is finally here

Gotta stay as frosty as the roads
Fighting traffic, fighting shoppers and a runny nose
But I can’t complain because we’ve been waiting for this all year

Let’s just love this Christmas
Just as Christ has loved us
Even if the holidays

Bring the worst out in us
Don’t forget that Jesus 
Christ is born, let’s celebrate!

Lose my balance and the tree comes falling down
Shattered glass as all the ornaments hit the ground
Wintertime can bring the patient to the point of bursting into frustrated tears

I’m so in love today! With every word You say!
Opening that book is like a present on Christmas Day.
Neither sleet, snow, or rain, should dampen our parade
So you Grinches and you Scrooges listen up to what I say:


Let’s all love this Christmas
Just as Christ has loved us
Even if the holidays

Bring the worst out in us
Don’t forget that Jesus 
Christ is born, let’s celebrate!

Let’s all love this Christmas
Just as Christ has loved us
Even if the holidays

Bring the worst out in us
No one’s on the nice list
But God forgives, let’s just give thanks.

If Rudolph’s nose burns out
And Frosty melts to the ground
And Santa Clause decides that he’s going to skip town:
I’ll just look up
Into the grey skies
And pray there’s still love Christmas night

Love This Christmas

This track started out as simply a test regarding the auto-normalization feature on Garageband (basically: see if I can make my songs louder). I wasn't sure if it was even going to work. But this "test" ended up growing into something much, much more: the lyrics evolved into a song about how I was beginning to feel claustrophobic, as though I had reached a dead-end in my music production/"career", and yet I kept coming back to the reminder that ultimately, God is in control. And before I had even realized it, I was making some massive breakthroughs in my mixing/mastering. His plan was unfolding before my very eyes, and I hadn't even made the connection until tonight (the day before release). I had written a song that I didn't even fully understand at the time; I just wrote whatever came to my heart. And to this day I'm still putting the pieces together.

Our Lord works in wonderfully ironic ways sometimes. He is good. I cannot wait to see what He has in store for me this year, and the coming years. :)

Lyrics:

Check one two
Check one two three
This is a test can anybody hear me out today?
I need to get away
Fasten your seatbelts
upright seats
we are reaching terminal velocity
in jet-planes
but that’ll have to wait

Departure has been delayed

Check one two
Check one two three
At the airport fighter jets on my feet
It's hard to see me
don’t believe me
when they riding through the city
more money more problems still no biggie
they use canabis to paint the canvas
I paint my heart and play my part see they still can't stand this
See I planned this
think it's basic
pray we make it
but the sun don't always shine
fake it till you make it
was never my design

We gon’ fly pray we never land
something like Peter Pan
flying off to Never Land
Where we never grow up
the blow up
dough flow up
hands go up
attendant all like hold up
Hey whats the hold up mam?
See I'm packed see the bags in my hand
Am I strapped like I got some type of death in my plans
Stopped me for my mic and cans in my bag
My apologies
Flying like the angels pray my demons don't follow me

So take off

I don’t know where I’m going
only know where I’ve been
I can’t see my destination
on the board past all my sins

From gate to gate I rush
hoping I can hop on a plane and run
and I’ll never look back until I land
hit the baggage claim, then hit the surf and sand
and see the morning sun rise above the sea
but until then I sit and wait and dream
that the wheels have left the ground
And I see the love of Jesus in the clouds
from inside my window, in my first class seat
Just my approved electronic devices and me
I’m ready to face the turbulence,
I feel another cabin fever in my chest,
Yeah I’m fighting back a terminal illness
And then it clicks:
I’m apart of something bigger than this.

Terminal Velocity (feat. Trey Smith)

Like what you hear? You may also want to check out my electronica/smooth jazz side-project: http://soundcloud.com/digital_bistro

Desmond Dornak

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