Another great track, your songs have a similar feel to some of the classic psychedelic folk rock from the sixties from artists like Donovan 👍 

Love the percussion and vocal line, and the overall tone. Great chorus.

Be here

I wanted to give you something tangible, solid poetry to hold.  Not to make it right, only to let you know.  You left me to tend to my heart, now it’s broken, I’ve fallen apart.  Missing you, kissing you, in my mind.  Dreaming of a love that died as I reach for the paper to dry my eyes.  I don’t remember the last time I felt this worthless.  It’s alright to be alone.  I can make it on my own.  Critical of this secret mess, can’t escape it nonetheless.  It stays with me like an ailment, clouding the visions in my head.  You waltzed in and out of my life, carving the pain in my heart with your knife.  Cutting me down to size and I’m bleeding out replies.  It’s alright to be alone.  I can make it on my own.

Dreaming Outloud

I Can Make It (On My Own)

there is no tellin' when the wind starts to blow
comin' in hot and comin' in cold
shadows and memories they come and go
wait it out

if you wait it out

sure as the winter time wind starts to blow
everything comes and everything goes
here by my side you won't get too cold
wait it out

oh how the leaves blow 'round
it's autumn's sound

that feeling that comes with the darkening skies
distant horizon, electrical lights
raining down everything, overhead 'n by
wait it out

autumn

■コメント
もうすぐ雪が降る季節がやってきます。
幼い頃、長靴で踏みつけられた雪が四角く固まり、
それを手に取って眺めたり、握ったりするのが好きでした。
その頃を思い出して作った昔の曲です。

ありがちなコード進行です。ギターの音が強めです。
キーが高すぎて困りましたが、何とか歌いました。
少し、「のど自慢大会」感がありますね。
(2011.11.18 ギターのPANを変更　※狭くした)


■Comment
The snowy season is coming soon.
When I was little, the snow that was trampled by my boots solidified into a square,
I liked to pick it up and look at it and hold it.
It's an old song that I made in memory of those days.

This is a common chord progression. The sound of the guitar is strong.
I was in trouble because the key was too high, but I managed to sing.
It feels like a "throat boasting tournament".

(2011.11.18 Changed the PAN of the guitar * narrowed)

■歌詞
真っ白な雪にあしあとをつける　長靴の音が好き
ぎゅっと固くなる　手のひらにとる
握ってこわれた　雪のかけら

忘れかけていた　小さくて古い
想い出の中で　ろうそくに火を灯した

まわる　まわる　季節の中で
冷たい風は　あの日の忘れ物

ふと目に飛び込んできたのは　雪の花


真っ白な雪に隠したロボット
春になれば復活する予定

真っ暗な土の中は寂しかろう
見つけ出してあげられなかった

店先のロッキンチェアー　雪と一緒に揺れている
今でもおじいさんを　のせているみたいに

変わりつづける時代の残したものは
盲目で　壊れやすい　雪のかけら

ふと耳に届いたのは　風鈴の音

まわる　まわる　季節の中で
冷たい風は　あの日の忘れ物

変わりつづける時代の残したものは
盲目で　壊れやすい　雪のかけら

■ Lyrics (Google Translate)
I like the sound of boots, which marks the white snow
Take it in the palm of your hand
A piece of snow that has been smashed

I lit a candle in a small, old memory I had forgotten

Turn, turn, in the season
The cold wind is what I left behind that day

What suddenly jumped into my eyes was a snow flower


A robot hidden in pure white snow
Will be revived in spring

I'm sure you'll be lonely in the pitch-black soil
I couldn't find it

Rockin chair at the storefront
Swaying with the snow
It's like I'm still carrying an old man somewhere

What remains of the ever-changing era
Blind and fragile pieces of snow

What I suddenly heard was the sound of a wind chime.


Turn, turn, in the season
The cold wind is what I left behind that day

What remains of the ever-changing era
Blind and fragile pieces of snow

Yuki

Love & Cry

Lyrics/Music: Dred Fouglas
Spooky Poetry Reading: Spooky Early Gancrowl


Lyrics:


Going up in smoke
into the lungs of Old Grimlow
Who just wants his life left alone
To be high in his haunted home
Rubbing the madness from his bones
All night long groaning at her shadow
Looking like decay wrapped in a leather coat
His mind filled with burnholes 

Going up in smoke
‘round the bonfire of junkie souls
Spending endless nights in moth-eaten clothes 
Watching the larva of his past hatch and grow
Nowhere to run ‘cause she’ll always show
She’s the feeling like the tightening of a rope
She’s the feeling like the tightening of a rope

Old Grimlow

Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by
Carlos Vivanco

Far And Beyond

Rabbit Hole

Paint The Rapper makes a track in homage to Eminem, Sweet Dreams. 
Produced by Oxygen Beats

Sweet Dreams

“Game of Denial”

I’m doing fantastic
	(I’m feeling space)
Thanks for asking
	(Why do you say?)
In the game of denial
	(This game I play)
I’ve got a winning smile
	(I lie with my face)

They’re always asking, Aren’t you worried?
	(They see through space)
I’m always asking, Do I seem worried?
	(Looks hide the face)
They always answer, No, not really
	(Why don’t you say?)
Then why’d you bother asking, silly?
	(Along, we play)

Tell me the truth
Or push back on my lies
Whatever you say
I will deny

My life is a mess—that I deny
But I’m doing my best
And feelin’ alright

I’m doing califragic
	(I feel afraid)
Talkin’ pax monastic
	(I hide away)
In the game of healing
	(My life I play)
I’ve got that encompassing feeling
	(Embracing space)

They’re always asking, Are you hurting?
	(They see my play)
And I ask, Why would I be hurting?
	(Lost and afraid)
The universe has healed me fully
	(Hide me away)
I am now a vessel of healing
	(Empty as space)

Tell me the truth
Or push back on my lies
Whatever you say
I will deny

Is it delusion or peace that I’ve found
It’s my solution
I’m on the rebound
. . .
A man convinced against his will
Is of his own opinion still
For none can sway and none can quell
Some fire he’s lit beyond his skill

And wisdom spoke with kindly tongue
Unto the gasp of patience’s lungs
Cannot prevail against dried dung
When in his ears it’s fastly bunged 

And family, friends, and erstwhile guides
Cannot contend with tailored pride
When he esteems so smart his mind
He twirls it smugly at his side

And nature neither can withstand 
The fancies of an arcane hand
When on her image he embrands
His secret knowledge and demands

- - -
Music by Corey Ball
Lyrics by August Lysy

Mastered by Spencer Martin

Game of Denial

improvisation mash up, with a little bit of Sansula sounds

Love & Cry

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