running around (alternative)

Rising Tide

Your Scars - Written, performed and recorded by the Neurotic Beauties: Wheelman Getaway-Driver and Neli CoKo. Bremen, April 2020, all rights reserved.

Lyrics:
I love all your scars
Each one everywhere
On your skin
And on your soul.

They are the markings 
From the stations
Of your life

We recognize each other
I have as many as you.

I exactly know
What you´re talking about
When you´re talking to me.

Neurotic Beauties - Your Scars

Thank you for listening! I hope you enjoy this song, which I wrote, sang, and produced myself. XOXO! 

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"Here's my hand, here's my whole heart too,
You're the one and I always knew.
If you ask, then I'll say 'I do'
I'm in love, I'm in love with you

I feel so light inside, like it's butterflies,
Think I've learned to fly, I'm up in the sky---eee
You ignite light inside that I cannot hide, 
Like the fireflies, we light up the night
Just like fireflies. 

It can't wait, please don't hesitate,
Kiss me now and we seal our fate
Our love will last til the end of time
Our fire burns and it never dies.


I feel so light inside, like it's butterflies,
Think I've learned to fly, I'm up in the sky---eee
You ignite light inside that I cannot hide, 
Like the fireflies, we light up the night
Just like fireflies. 

Just-Just-Just like fireflies.


I feel so light inside, like it's butterflies,
Think I've learned to fly, I'm up in the sky---eee
You ignite light inside that I cannot hide, 
Like the fireflies, we light up the night
Just like fireflies."

Fireflies

Another of the Terribly moving Songs I learnt from Nina Simone and Billy Holiday I thought it best to share and Extract From the Essay by Cary O’Dell Added to the American National Registry in 2002

Billie Holiday Original label Abel Meeropol 
(Poet, Writer aka Lewis Allan/Publisher)

Considering the vivid images and sustained metaphor of the song “Strange Fruit,” it shouldn’t be surprising that it began as a poem. It was written by Abel Meeropol (1903-1986), a teacher, poet and songwriter, who published under the name Lewis Allan. Along with “Strange Fruit the brutal power of “Strange Fruit,” a tale of a lynching told via the rich description of a lifeless body hanging from a flowering tree:

Southern trees bear a strange fruit 
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root
Black body swinging in the Southern breeze 
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees 
Pastoral scene of the gallant South
The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth 
Scent of magnolia, sweet and fresh
And the sudden smell of burning flesh! 
Here is a fruit for the crows to pluck
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck 
For the sun to rot, for a tree to drop,
Here is a strange and bitter crop.

Trees aka Strange Fruit

HOME of Sheila G-La

'TREES' AKA STRANGE FRUIT MIX 25.07.2020

Edmund's mother would drive sometimes for days. Never going anywhere, just somewhere. Somewhere that wasn't there. Another burned out sign to a cheap motel; deep in the humid swamps of the bitter south. A time to stop and rest for a day, maybe two. This life inside her was wanting to see the world.
 Flames and retribution and shame, an archaic remnant to what wanted her to speak no more. Edmund was to be born that day in the swamps.  That day when the cicadas roared like a chorus through sweat and fire. The traveler was born at 3:33 pm

The Fold

The Fold./Ballad of a Traveler part 2

PIANO MOOD

Russia

Life has become a game of cat & mouse. Chasing the dragon to impending doom. Maybe you'll land on your feet. But the lasting effects of "k0Ld kRy$TaL$"  will remain...

kOLd kRy$TaL$

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Dänisch verspielt, malerisch und Hauptstätisch Cool.

Kopenhagen

Waiting For The Right Time

Music that travels in time.

So, what kind of music is this? It definitely has a lot of influences and doesn't travel ordinary paths but every now and then the path hits crossroads like rock, progressive rock, alternative, indie, pop or whatever. Join the journey.

Rising Tide

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