Seasons

Elevator Brain - 05:04:2024

Colinde Pentru Suflet

Ziurel De Ziuă

Trei Păstori

[Verse]
I wake up, before the sun can blink
looking through the kitchen window
I watch the trees silently sway
The night won’t tell me what the dawn might say
The night’s still holding on, but dawn is creeping in

[Verse]
The kitchen table beckons me 
sit down, get your head straight
Hot coffee with a hit of whiskey
adds a little color to the day  
Sun coming up
that used to be enough....

[Verse]
Is it wrong to want more
of what I used to be 
before life got 
complicated and hard
and the dealer started dealing shitty cards

[Pre-chorus]
They say a man needs a purpose
to feel like a man 
but a woman does too 
My purpose was always loving you 

[Chorus]
I love you still
I always will
But there's a voice in my head I can't keep still
I've always been the roots
but now, I crave the sky
I want more
 And I don't know why 
I don't know why 

[Bridge]
I have boxes full of journals
Dreams I never chased
Tickets I never booked
Plans I never made
He will always hold me to his heart
I know this is true 
But what if I could find my purpose
And still come home to you?

[Pre-chorus]
They say a man needs a purpose
to feel like a man 
But a woman does too 
My purpose was always loving you 

[Chorus]
I love you still
I always will
But there's a voice in my head I can't keep still
I've always been the roots
but now, I crave the sky
I want more
And I don't know why 
I don't know why 

[Verse]
Is it wrong to ache
For something I can’t name
If I had the world at my feet 
Would I feel the same?

Would I feel the same...
Or to my shame
Would I still want more?
Would I still want more?

Or would I ultimately see
"more" is not always what it seems...




PURPOSE

“children-of-the-olive-sky”

yesman

prick (prod.blonde)

Tall Tales
©2024-2025 Words and music by Mario G. Di Sandro

Tall tales
Short lives
Better run to
The other side 

Tall tales
Old wives 
Time to get
To higher tide 

The trees speak
Between the breeze 
Spirits haunting and
Swallowed by the Sound
Oh, the sound
Oh, the sound
The Sound 

Tall tales, but
Where’s the lie?
Speak easy of
The Underground 

Tall tales
While some die
A dark history 
Until it’s found 

The trees speak
Between the breeze 
Spirits haunting and
Swallowed by the Sound
Oh, the sound
Oh, the sound
The Sound 

Build it up, and build it tall
Bury it under, bury it all
The fires burning, setting it all free…

Tall tales
Short lives
Better run to
The other side 

Tall tales
Old wives 
Time to get
To higher tide 

The trees speak
Between the breeze 
Spirits haunting and
Swallowed by the Sound
Oh, the sound
Oh, the sound
The Sound 


Tall Tales (demo)

Merry Christmas,  Malachy

Creating music is more than just a hobby for me; it's a profound passion that resonates deeply within my soul. It's my way of expressing the whirlwind of emotions swirling inside me and reaching out to connect with people all over the globe. 

Music transcends borders and languages, serving as a universal means of communication. Every day, I'm blessed to encounter new "speakers" of this beautiful language, each sharing their unique stories and perspectives. Through music, I find purpose, fulfillment, and an endless wellspring of inspiration.

Ziurel De Ziuă

Victor Marin

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