Nitzer Ebb and Flow (Lecture from the Black Lagoon)

オルフェ

剥製の天使　愛された幽霊
どこまで登る　階段裏で出会い

剥製の天使　愛された幽霊
詩人は白紙の詩集を読んだ
詩人は白痴で詩集に酔っていた

剥製の天使　愛された幽霊
詩人は白紙の詩集を読んだ
痴人は白痴で死臭に酔っていた

Orufe

Edward Hopper's "Nighthawks" soundtrack for ADAM Audio Soundtrack Competition 2020

Nighthawks

Like a lot of us these days, I have some extra hours on my hands. While looking to amuse myself at this most unamusing time, I made this. I hope it cheers you, too, and provides a few minutes pleasure. That is all it is for.

This music is also my version of whistling past the graveyard. One of many versions.

Please stay healthy. And let us be strong, and pick each other up when one of us is down.

Lockdown Cocktail

"My Tango" composed by LINIR OR

Written by Melanie Crew
Performed by Melanie Crew and Ross Palmer
Mixed and produced by Ross Palmer

Holborn Hill

Au Doigt Mouillé / By Rule of Thumb

The Memory of You

Verse 1:
Am I dreaming
Did I see you just walk in the door
Did you look through the glass and smile at me
That grand smile you once made when our eyes met

Chorus 1:
The memories so clear hurt so dear
They ache in my head

Verse 2:
Did I see that face so grand 
The one that opens the gate 
With smile at me
Eyes that sparkle of life

Chorus 2:
The memories so clear hurt me so
They ache thorough out my body

Bridge:
Oh how life changes
As it moves forward
Love’s lost
Memories gained
Loves memories

Verse 3:
Oh how it’s all changed
Is my dream within a dream of the you I once knew

Chorus 3:
The memory of you is so clear
The pain is so real


Description:
This song is in 5/4 time.  I play a PRS GE Tremonti for the lead guitar parts.  I do all vocals.

The Memory Of You

Original Music Score inspired by the Scott Hawkins novel The Library at Mount Char

The Black Folio - The Past kneels before me

The kids wanna go out Wednesday
Do or die to have some fun
Bringing home the party atmosphere
And giving it to everyone

Granny knows the times are hard now
Coz the the clocks don't make no sense
Gonna sleep through the afternoon
And escape the the present tense

Sleep through the morning people
Sleep through the afternoon
And dream all day

Mary's Man Friday's missing
But he longs to be where he belongs
Leaves his tools on an unmade bed
It's a wrench when he's gone

Drive home through an empty city
Even the ghosts have left this town
Hurry on home for teatime
And leave the circus to the clowns

Sleep Through The Morning

i'm in a state of decaying mind
hoping that this time will heal
so if you please don't fret over me
i'm just trying to mend these wounds

i fear i will fade away this time
there is no light, no guiding signs
so if you please don't fret over me
i really hate to see you cry

if you wait you can 
be my saviour
or leave and let it 
devour me
if you stay we may 
still be happy
just so you know
nothing really lasts

i fear i will fade away this time
there is no light, no guiding signs
so if you please don't fret over me
i really hate to see you cry

you already know
i'm losing time
so forget those tears
and know you're mine
don't fear
even though i'm dying
i'll be by your side

i fear i will fade away this time
there is no light, no guiding signs
so if you please don't fret over me
i really hate to see you cry

i fear i will fade away this time
there is no light, no guiding signs
so if you please don't fret over me
i really hate to see you cry

Nitzer Ebb and Flow (Lecture from the Black Lagoon)

Fish to Lizard