sweet underwater musings on these stunning sounds my friend

Where did those 8 years go hey! Way cool hugs Al

Love the unusual approach and the great water samples

What a lovely vibe this has. A mixture of ambient and originality.

Keyboard works / FuWatt

Gold In Brown

Transfer Sound

The Mixed song of an Ambient version. There are also other Solo versions by keyboard performance. 
https://soundcloud.com/fuwatt/to-a-side-always-solo-version

[Original]

To A Side Always (Ambient Version)

Brightness of the world of water
[Original demo]

Glassfish

Piero Caniparo: guitars, guitar synth, mix
Donatella Basilico: vox, keys, drums, lyrics
Feat. Bruno Torre on bass guitar

I ARRIVE

WITH MY SOFT AND ELEGANT WAY TO PROCEED

 AND I'VE LONG AND SHARP TEETH

I'M ELEGANT, THIN AND VERY KIND

I HAVE LONG AND TREMBLING FINGERS,

AGILE AND FRANTIC LIKE INSECTS' ANTENNAE.



YOU WERE SITTING ALONE, LOOKING AT YOUR SOUL,

FLAILING WITHOUT HOPE IN THE PUDDLE OF YOUR LIFE

SHE ARRIVED WITHOUT A SOUND

SHE SEEEMED NOT TO TOUCH THE GROUND

     AND  SITTING BY YOUR SIDE

SHE TALKED WHISPERING TO YOU



HOW LONG WILL IT TAKE TO UNDERSTAND  AND FACE

YOU'LL FIX IN YOUR HEAD, SHE SAID, YOU HAVE BEEN ALWAYS ALONE

FIX IT IN YOUR HEAD , SHE SAID, YOU ARE ALWAYS ALONE


THEN SHE SAT BESIDE YOU,

GENTLY FORCING YOUR DEFENCE

MAKING YOU CONFIDE EVERYTHING ABOUT YOURSELF

YOU FELT GLAD AND THANKFUL FOR THIS

SHE BEGAN TO MOVE ALL YOUR THINGS

AND SLEEPING IN YOUR BED

SHE KEPT ON REPEATING


HOW LONG WILL YOU TAKE TO REALIZE

THERE'S NOBODY BY YOUR SIDE 

'CAUSE YOU'RE ALWAYS ALONE




FINALLY ONE DAY YOU ASKED HER WHAT SHE REALLY WANTED

SHE SHOWED  LONG AND CUTTING TEETH, SHE REVEALED A MONSTRUOUS BITE,

THE SAME INSTANT YOU FELT YOUR CLAWS AND SOMETHING SHARP IN YOUR MOUTH


 ARE YOU STILL INSIDE THERE?

IS STILL YOU INSIDE YOURSELF?

HOW MUCH DID YOU CHANGE

HOW MUCH LINGERS OF YOU FROM THAT TIME?

WHAT LIFE TORE AWAY FROM YOU,                                             

HOW IT CHANGED YOU IN YOUR SHADOW,

ARE YOU STILL ALIVE INSIDE ,

WHAT'S REMAINING OF YOUR SOUL?

YOUR SOUL,YOUR SOUL, YOUR SOUL                                 REPEAT


HEY YOU, IS STILL ME, DO YOU REALLY WANT TO KNOW WHO I REALLY AM, THEN?

ME  WITH MY TREMBLING FINGERS?

I'M NOT REAL, I'M NOT TOUCHABLE, YOU CAN'T SEE ME, YOU ONLY CAN MAYBE

IN SOME FLEEING FLASH OF YOUR LIFE GRASP SOMETHING OF ME IN A GLIMPSE OF 

AWARENESS.

MY FRIEND, I'M NOTHING ELSE THAN A VOICE, THE VOICE, THE ONE YOU'VE 

ALWAYS KNOWN,

 YOUR VOICE,  YOUR DESTINY, THE TRUTH, THE ONE 

YOU ARE AFRAID OF ,YOUR SOLITUDE, YOUR 

USELESSNESS, YOUR EMPTYNESS, YOU ARE MEANINGLESS, ONLY A PRODUCT

OF CLASHING CELLS

I'M YOUR  DEATH,  YOUR DUST, YOUR END....I'M YOU,  AND YOU ARE ME, JUST YOU AND ME, JUST YOU AND ME, JUST YOU AND ME...........

MY FRIEND, MY FRIEND,MY FRIEND.........

YOU AND ME feat. Bruno Torre on bass guitar

;-Arche Musicale-;

Progressive funk rock by the Dragonsail Puppets

Hungry will letting it all fall away
Shapeshifter of the Dawn
Hides her wild and furry child

Dark magic of the yet to come
The secret yearning
The dreams that make the world
And keep it turning

I'm looking long into the dark and listening
Feel the burning

Barely now do my feet touch the ground
Looking long at me
Studying what you are desiring
Hurry along and transmit the beam
For endings for me are sudden it seems
As if something new couldn't wait to begin
Just try to follow my prints
The untapped potential is immense

By assuming the world is mine I make it so
Until the rumbling below

Hungry will it would surround me
And you, and so you found me
On your orbit to the stars
There's something of mine you seek
It's a power I've carried along
Revealed in the light of the Dawn
But before the Dawn arrives I'm gone

It's a power I've carried along the precipice
What might I be? 
Framed within the smoke I blow
Surrender to the spaceball spinning
And the undertow

Motions of falling around my waist
Then pulling tight
Pulling together
In the shadow of the night a moment is forever

Joy and oblivion all intertwined
Fallen to the nest from a fair height
I was the ancient flight
I was the ancient flight

What makes me want to fly?
What makes me want to land?
What makes me shift my shape in cycles in the sand?

Shapeshifter of the Dawn
What might I be?
What might I be?
What might I be? What might you seek of me?
What might we be together?

Shapeshifter of the Dawn
What might we be?
Latch onto a ray, ride this into day
At least for part of the way
As far as eyes can see

You could join me

Shapeshifter Of The Dawn

To Mary Jo
Music and Lyrics by Mike Krath

There's a cemetery on the hill
that contains my next of kin,
and some were fat, and some were thin,
and that’s all I remember of them,
And I walk among their stones without a thought,
On my way to my Mary Jo’s plot. 

And I spread a blanket near her stone,
And I lay a red rose down,
Then I sit and talk of our son,
How’s he been doing all year ‘til now. 
And I tell her what’s important,
And what she’d needs to hear
And if I miss something,
Oh well, there’s always next year. 

And the first year I told her he walked,
As one would expect,
But his first words were mama, not dada,
And he did it to show her respect,
And his second year he was trouble,
And I was glad she wasn’t around,
And in the third I disciplined him in anger,
And I wasn’t very proud. 

And his fourth and fifth were happy,
All he did was play
Then he cried going into first grade,
and I really wanted him to stay,
And then on and on through little league,
and up to seventh grade,
and his girlfriends made me sad,
And it made him feel dismayed
But High School I let him go
To choose his path to walk,
But he still asked my advice about life and such
And we had real times of talk. 
Then the dreaded day came,
When he asked if he could drive,
And I made a face, but still paid his course 
And thank God he’s still alive. 

And today I want to tell you,
Our boy graduated this week,
he looked so nice in his cap and gown,
so grown up now,
you'd be so proud,
and he graduated with honors,
He's so smart,
just like you were,
So proud, Mary Jo,
so proud.

Now Mary Jo it’s getting cold up here,
And I need to be heading down,
But I’ll return again next year, my love,
To let you know all our son’s doings above this ground. 

There's a cemetery on the hill
that contains our next of kin,
and some were fat, and some were thin,
and that’s what people remember of them,
But a woman who died before her son
could open his eyes to see her,
Has been kept abreast by the man she loved
Of the things her son’s endured.

To Mary Jo

Next Christmas

Musik & Text: Gabriel
ENGLISH TRANSLATION
OF THE LYRICS CAN BE FOUND HERE:
http://www.gabriel.land/gabriel-winterschlaf.htm

Winterschlaf

I'm proud that I can also present this wonderful collaboration of Cosmic Ratzzz with Vocalatti and me !
Vocalatti - Vocal arrangement, lyrics, vocals
Cosmic Ratzzz - concept, composition, all the backing music as drums, bass piano etc
joerxworx - saxophone, vocal editing & this special mastering :-)
please visite: https://soundcloud.com/cosmic-ratzzz & https://soundcloud.com/vocalatti ... currently you find the lyrics at Cosmic Ratzzz' post :-)

Lunatics 60 // Diamonds and Emeralds // Vocalatti, joerxworx & Ratzzz

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Ganymede 2021

Songs that have been recorded in February 11, 2011 previous

Blue Requiem

Lyrics,Produced, Music, All instruments by Nakita Demir.Vocal Arrangements,Vocals,
Mixing,Mastering,Engineering,Recorded, etc 
Powered By Nb Nakita for Nb Nakita Productions

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