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Can't Fight the Moonlight - cover by KATIE, 조유리

Age Aint Nothing But A Number Aaliyah

All About That Bass (Meghan Trainor Cover)

Vita Dolor Est

Some thoughts that have been percolating in my mind lately (cover photo:  photo of my halloween skeleton edited with a not to scale termite and silver spoon: adobe stock images)

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Copyright 2025
Vocals , Chords and Lyrics by Joe Stroffolino
Organ (playing my midi keyboard with sound from Logic Pro BeBop Organ)
Single Strum track  (playing my Taylor 114ce)
Second fast strumming track: PG music real track
Bass: PG Music real track
Piano:  EZ Keys2 (with sound from Native instruments Piano uno)
Drums: EZ Drummer 3
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They say that life is a test but not everyone’s dealt the same hand
Some are born into privilege, while others struggle through quicksand
We play the cards we’re dealt as we try to find our way,
Doing our best to keep our heads above water as we go about each day.
People born with a silver spoon in their mouths, they’re rich and the die is cast
Other’s get a wooden spoon, which the termites eat, and it’s struggle not to finish last
They say money can’t buy you happiness, but it’s hard to put a smile on your face
When the game is rigged and you can’t even get to first base.
How many billions do you have to accumulate before you’re just running up the score
At what point do you decide that you don’t need anymore
Telling rags-to-riches stories, so the common man believes it’s true,
“Keep those taxes off the billionaires cause someday that might be you.”
 People born with a silver spoon in their mouths, they’re rich and the die is cast
Other’s get a wooden spoon, which the termites eat, and it’s struggle not to finish last
They say money can’t buy you happiness, but it’s hard to put a smile on your face
When the game is rigged and you can’t even get to first base.
 Politicians smiling and acting like they share your blues,
But they’d collapse in a minute trying to walk a mile in your shoes.
Lottery tickets selling hope, though the odds are that you’ll never win
You’ve got a better chance of being struck by lightning than ever cashing in.
You’ll be paying off those loans for the rest of your life from that useless college degree
As the corporations implement AI trying their best to replace you and me
 The universe is billions of years old; we come and go in a flash.
We spend our short lives obsessing over cash.
 People born with a silver spoon in their mouths, they’re rich and the die is cast
Other’s get a wooden spoon, which the termites eat, and it’s struggle not to finish last
They say money can’t buy you happiness, but it’s hard to put a smile on your face
When the game is rigged and you can’t even get to first base.

Life Is a Test

Jembei, VGM Yume - Clair's Theme (Pokemon Gold & Silver)

I don’t know when
my heart began to loosen up again.
My body’s tight,
and I keep glancing back at where I’ve been.

I fall into the same routine,
holding on to what I know.

Tomorrow might bring sun or rain—
should I hand it all to fate,
or trust myself at last
and chase that landmark down again?

Wonderland Crisis
I dive into a shining sea of light.
Time drifts soft and slow,
and the waves keep shifting
the distance between us—
pushing us apart,
pulling us close again.

Even on a new-moon path,
there’s always just a little glow ahead.
After the rain, the grasses sway,
and tiny creatures start to sing.

We repeat the same old things,
but no two years are ever the same.

When the dawn breaks and the birds awake,
I let the waves decide or ride their crest.
The earth and sky
are singing all around us.

Wonderland Crisis
A farewell light spills over the corner of town.
Even a wandering butterfly
can throw the heart off course.
We chase what’s real—
endlessly, endlessly—
and I’ll set out with you.

Wonderland Crisis
I dive into a shining sea of light.
Time drifts soft and slow,
and the waves keep shifting
the distance between us—
pushing us apart,
pulling us close again.

Wonderland Crisis ワンダーランドクライシス

Somedays

On a long, sloping path, the sunlight beating down,
I placed my hand in yours—
It felt like we could go anywhere.
We who can’t become birds
Look up to them with longing,
But birds who can’t be like us
Take off into the sky, crossing borders,
Heading south—
Back to their homeland.
In the height of summer, pecking at berries,
Thinking we’ve gotten everything we wanted,
Yet still we look up at the sky today.
We who can’t become birds
Look up to them with longing,
But birds who can’t be like us
Take off into the sky, crossing borders,
Heading south—
To the ancient city they once called home.
From a rooftop in the skyline,
I looked out across the world,
Trying to find the direction
Of the place I belong.
Ah, ah…
Ah, ah…
We who can’t become birds
Look up to them with longing,
But birds who can’t be like us
Take off into the sky, crossing borders,
Heading south—
Back to their homeland.
ah  ah  ah
oh  oh  oh
.ah  an  oh


atmospheric, dreamy, synth-driven バラード　おしゃれ　現代　ポップ　優しく軽やか　バンド　Unplugged session　タイトなリズム　ギターのリフ　ソロ

故郷 HOMELAND

Meet me in the light

I See You Now

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Daughter - Still (EXTENDED)

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