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The Rescue WIP3(shapednoise cut)

A '12inch remix' that I did of an Endlesss loop by Badrico with vocals by ThatIndieGirl. Includes a little noodling of my own, but the synths are basically Badrico.

You can hear the inspiration here: 
https://endlesss.fm/listen?rifffId=134e34d08cd111eeb4d069fc317c04d8

Neon Veins

Other

Enough

Please_go_to_sleep_Demo

Actually, Only One Doubt 5 [Demo]

It's Hard To Say No To That Little Face Demo

There is no guide to show the way
No building to contain it
You trudge the mud and stumble on
No wisdom to explain it

You dare the amp to come alive
You contort the prescription
You clown the pen to write the words
And question the inscription

Chorus:
Music is madness, a strange old grace
Moves our souls to some strange new place
Music is madness, befuddles our brains
Beautiful fever that flows in our veins

The dirty water will not speak
No meaning is forthcoming
The foggy dawn won’t clarify
The message of the drumming

The critic cannot specify 
the meaning of the song
The feeling that comes over you
the needing to belong

Chorus


music is madness

Life is a miracle, my body is a circus act
This baby's flipping all day long, swinging into my lower back
There'll be no taming this wild child
If they're anything like mom and dad

Life is a miracle, the way a belly can stretch
And the things that your once-sharp mind, can so easily forget
Then there's the nausea and the lethargy
They say is worth it in the end

I can't wait to meet you
And you don't even have a name
But you're already the ringmaster
Who everybody celebrates

Life is a miracle, with everything you juggle at once
Like stilt-walking on a tight rope, not caring who's gonna judge
Focused only on your little acrobat
And every single cuddle and hug

Life is a Miracle (Demo)

An Avian Soul original Copyright 2025

Every day you wake
Every choice you make
Every step you take
Shapes the days to come

The bed on which you lie
The splinter in your eye
In seasons long gone by
Seeds were sown, now they’ve grown

A silent telephone
An aching in your bones
Your friends like birds have flown
And left you all alone

Beneath a stubborn sky
You sit and wonder why
Breathe a heavy sigh
As sunset bleeds into night

Still you cling to hope
A strong and sturdy rope
To pull you up the slope
And find yourself again…

in a friend.

The Rescue WIP3(shapednoise cut)

felonious monk