спасибо за эту  бередящую душу поэтическую атмосферу....звуки моря так красиво вплетены в общую картину

There's some diving ducks down on the dock
they have to share the waters with the otters.
who also like that spot.
They don't know nothin bout the internet
And they don't give a damn about who's President
They just like to swim around all day
Under the water and eat those Fleshy Fishes
Cause they're so Dog Gone Delicious.

Now the gooses are arriving and the ganders they are fighting
and contriving to establish their Goosy Macho standing in the 
Hierarchy of the Gaggle.

And all the said Parties and Some Others
keep sharp eyes to the sky on the lookout for the Mighty Eagles
who hunt so fiercely with their Terrible and unforgiving Talons.

And the Spring is peeking through the Storm Clouds while each
and everyone is anticipating Her Arrival.

There's some Diving Ducks Down on the Dock.(the hierarchy of the Gaggle)

My profound thanks to Jeff for this wonderful opportunity to collaborate. It truly was a labour of love, and it was also an Opportunity to take his amazing original song, put a girly spin on it, and create something with a more Cubano Spanish Rock Jazz feel to it, and to stretch my Piano Muscles! Jeff added his amazing Guitar and Bass skills, and a fusion was created! It's cheeky and light, even though the song is about parting ways!  We do hope it makes your toes tap and brings a smile to your souls. 
Thank you Jeff for the wonderful song and words.  It was my pleasure and honour. 
Please see Jeff's Page!  https://soundcloud.com/jeff_roberts?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
He's an immensely talented musician and writer, and it's well worth the trip!  

Vocal, Piano Copyright Nat Daniels 2022 * Copyright © 2015 Jeff Roberts 
All Rights Reserved

Production, Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Piano, Shaker, Castanet and Clapping, Mixing - Nat Daniels
Acoustic Nylon Guitar, Electric Guitar & Bass, Percussion - Jeff Roberts
Written by Jeff Roberts

The Goodbye Horizon:

Love has come undone
just an empty motel with a broken welcome sign 
so we're leaving now 
leaving this place where the ghosts of our passions abide

He walks without looking behind
I'm standing here losing my mind

We're leaving now for the goodbye horizon
a borderless freedom at the edge of mind's sight
still sheltering a tiny spark
there in the darkness that lies in the orphan heart

Solo - Piano, Nylon Guitar, and Electric guitar.

We are just tourists in the ruins of these memories
where every wall whispers the failure of our dreams
it always comes down to who owns this burden
better just to say, you and I are hurting today

the names of the streets haven't changed
but you and I will never be the same

We're leaving now for the goodbye horizon
a borderless freedom at the edge of mind's sight
still sheltering a tiny spark
there in the darkness that lies in the orphan heart
... a tiny spark that hides... 
and there in the darkness it lies in the orphaned... heart.

The Goodbye Horizon

The Goodbye Horizon (Cover) - Nat Daniels & Jeff Roberts

Out of the Box September 2022
Exotica erotica weird and wanton

Sex Voodoo

Instrumental version here: https://soundcloud.com/arcaans/blessed
Hungarian vox version here: https://soundcloud.com/arcaans/blessed-hun-vox

Lyrics & Vox by Lac 💖🕊️🎶👇

Blessed (It's not the end)

I know it comes.
I know it’s true.  (It's not the end.)
The grid will be gone 
while we were asleep.  (It's not the end.)
But it’s not enough,
not enough for me. 
It’s not the end,  (It's not the end. It's not the end.)
it’s not the final move. 

Hear the silence, 
before the war.
The soul will clarify the mind. 
We are the soldiers, 
the soldiers of the Light. 
We are the oldest, who know, 
who know all the signs. 

We are wanderers. (It's not the end.)
We can break the violence, (It's not the end.)
with unconditional Love and Light, (It's not the end.)
with light 
by blessing our Source. 
      
I've been wondering about (It's not the end.)
why is there so much darkness. (It's not the end.)

I’m always seeking more of the Truth. (It's not the end.)
The shadows keep you from the Light 
and it’s so hard to hold.

We are wanderers. We are wanderers. (It's not the end.)
We can break the violence,(It's not the end.)
with our unconditional Love and Light (It's not the end.)
with light 
by blessing our Source. 

So We are wanderers. (It's not the end.)
We can break the violence, (It's not the end.)
We are breaking the walls
while seeking the Truth.

Yes, We are wanderers. We are wanderers.  (It's not the end.)
We can break the violence, (It's not the end.)
with unconditional Love and Light (It's not the end.)
with Light 
by blessing our Source.

(Dedicated to 144k StarSeeds...)

Instrumental version: https://soundcloud.com/arcaans/blessed

Blessed

Blessed (It's not the end)

Come to spotify for other tracks from "Bug" EP

Omg this sounds sick took me a while to make i was messing around with it and it is a reupload of an old song but this sounds 10x better

projection

Campers  

My parents were campers, we wandered around
We washed in the river and slept on the ground
With a kerosine lantern to see by at night 
And aluminum cups full of Crystal Delight

They’re all gone forever after only awhile
To me it was not about nothing
It was more than a signature style

I gave him a hundred, which was all that I got
I fired her up and I drove off the lot
She was painted by hand, but tipping the scales
Was a sticker that showed my concern for the whales

She’s all gone forever after only awhile
To me she was not about nothing
She was more than a signature style

My mind is in order my soul is inspired
In robe and in sandals I’m simply attired
And I live in this place with these brothers of mine
Where we think, and we pray, and we fast all the time

Till we’re all gone forever after only awhile
To me it is not about nothing
It’s more than a signature style

Copyright Scott Culver Thomson

Campers

Unbearable Echo

"Flowers forgotten at dawn" was initiated by Paulo Chagas using his bass clarinet. I responded with my 14th version of my mosesa.
This is the 2nd and last album preview.
Listen and or get the album here:
https://darkpebble-bluewave.bandcamp.com/album/for-us-para-n-s

Thanks for your listening, likes and comments!
Wilhelm Matthies and Paulo Chagas

Flowers forgotten at dawn

Lyrics:
It's clockwork, the way you change.
As soon as I catch my breath.
It's puzzling how you behave,
Before you drain energy.
Get your everything,
Your violence and your greed.
It's clockwork, a ticking bomb.
You think you hold us all,
in your palm.
~Filled with evil, You burn down life.
~Out with your message and in with your knife.
It's clockwork, the way you change.
You rearrange before you drain.
Every mouth is dry,
You will not share.
You'd rather die.
It's clockwork, They'll bury you.
We'll be right there, laughing at you.
You're zero and we're all one.
We always know where you'll run.
~You're evil,
~They say we are kin.
~You burn down all life.
~You stick your knife in.
But it's clockwork, the way you'll die.

Clockwork

Poem by Robert Burns 
Music by Yelena

Performed by Yelena & bitzone
Yelena (vocals, acoustic guitars, MIDI programmed VSTs)
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone (mellotron, bass, percussion, and production)

Image: Illustration by Fred Hyland, circa 1900 

Field recording from freesound.org:
"seagulls....waves." by juskiddink (https://freesound.org/people/juskiddink/)


I wrote this song in my teenage years with Russian translation of Robert Burns poetry. Some time back I revisited my song and adapted it using original language of the poem.

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Behold The Hour, The Boat Arrive (adapted)
Poem by Robert Burns 

Behold the hour, the boat arrive;
You go, the darling of my heart;
Sever’d from you, can I survive,
But Fate has will’d and we must part.

We must part...

I’ll often greet the surging swell,
The distant Isle will often hail:
“Here I took the last farewell;
There, latest mark’d his vanish’d sail.”

We must part...

(spoken) 
Endless and deep shall be my grief;
Not ray of comfort shall I see,
But somehow, I belive
That you will still remember
Remember me...

We must part...

Along the solitary shore,
While flitting sea-gull round me cry,
Across the rolling, dashing roar,
I’ll westward turn my wistful eye...

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Song trailer on Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/858076535246403871/

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Behold The Hour, The Boat Arrive [bitzone production]

Chanson, Ballad & Blues 
All songs are produced by brilliant producer and musician from Germany https://soundcloud.com/bitzone. 
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In this project I arrange and record my original songs and favorite covers. Sometimes I set poetry that resonate with me to music. 
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Behold The Hour, The Boat Arrive [bitzone production]

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