Name: Brass Buttons (Gram Parsons Cover) by Hans Henning Thomas
Duration: 2 min 38 s
Description: Gram Parsons Cover

lovely guitar, great cover, nice chilled vibe!

“Father Burns (In His Cell)”

Sights to fill their eyes
Noise to fill their ears
All the show man can devise

Rod of gold for my mind
Four walls for my flesh
All to serve a higher life

Yet still I hold out
A hope for the past
And a hope for a new Passover
Free of the beast of Babylon

But I know it’s going to be a long time
Til I cast my eyes over
Over the land of paradise

Until then—I kneel
Down in silence
Until then—kneel
Down in darkness
Down in crooked crosses
Down in blasted wombs
Down in forked gossip
Down in cortex tombs

Nothing’s new under the sun
Variety beggars surprise
More and more makes man less than

Nothing’s old to the wise
Lost truths discovered anew
With empty hands man claims his prize

Yet still I hold out
A hope for the future
And a hope for a new higher culture
The renaissance of a pantheon

But I fear it’s going to be a long time
Til we lift our spirits higher
Higher to a new-world paragon

Until then—I kneel
Down in silence
Until then—kneel
Down in darkness
Down in heroes’ ashes
Down in wearied words
Down in exhausted passion
Down among the herds

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Music by Corey Ball
Lyrics by August Lysy

Mastered by Spencer Martin

Father Burns (In His Cell)

Brass Buttons (Gram Parsons Cover)

ScratChe (Digital Master)

Golden Ring, Gene Jumper, And Carol, ( cover song)

Golden Ring, Gene Jumper, And  Carol, ( Cover Song )

Sending out the greatest strength to our friends of Ukraine.  Continue to share the faith that Democracy and freedom will prevail.  We are with YOU.  And special thoughts to our exceptional Ukranian SC friend and master composer and keyboard player Syntalita, who has inspired so many for years with her impeccable performances and creativity:  https://soundcloud.com/syntaleta

Demokratiya -демократія

My Wonderful Dream
Music and Lyrics by Mike Krath

I once had a dream,
A dream, you know,
Where we held each other close,
And never let one another go
I had a dream 
Where we’d be side by side
And maybe, by chance,
One day you’d be my bride.

Some dreams,
they just come and go,
big ones, small ones,
Even the ones we hold on to so
They grow old, they become trivial, 
but some can’t let go. 

From something mundane
To something glorious. 
That’s what those dreams are for,
That’s what those dreams are for,
The dreams we had when young
When were both reaching for the stars,
Those were wonderful dreams,
Those were wonderful dreams,

And then the day came,
When you let your dreams be mine,
And you stood and held my hand,
And you said I’ll never leave you behind.

And if there are dreams,
you can’t seem to impress,
I’ll take those dreams,
And I’ll give them my best. 

Dreams come and go 
But one dream was meant to be so,
You never left that dream behind,
You never let that dream to die,
When you promised to follow me to the earth and back,
You became my dream,
My only dream I’d never lack,

You are, you always will be, the embodiment of that dream,
You are my dream,
You’re the only dream I’ve ever had,
My dream. My dream
My wonderful dream. 
Dreams come and go 
But you’re that dream that was to be so,
My dream. My dream
My wonderful dream.  


So here’s to you my dream woman,
May I never find a dream without your dreams at my side,
My dream girl, my dream woman,
My dream. My dream
My wonderful dream. 
Dreams come and go 
But you’re that dream that was to be so,
My dream. My dream
My wonderful dream. 

I love you my dream woman,

May we keep dreaming for many more years to come.

My Wonderful Dream

Compassion

Not the man I used to be

WE WERE SET UP IN A LOVE TRAP CALL IT A BLIND DATE
BY A MAN NAMED WALT WHOSE LAST NAME WAS FATE
AND IT DIDN’T TAKE AN HOUR BEFORE WE FELL FOR EACH OTHER NOW YOU CAN ASK TALLULAH SHE WILL TELL YOU ALLELUIA
I LOVE YOU... STILL
WE GOT MARRIED IN A SNOW STORM AT SILVERMINE TAVERN
AND THAT’S THE WAY OUR LOVE WAS BLOWN 
ONE WAY TICKET NO RETURN 
AND NOW IT’S BEEN 13 YEARS OF VALENTINE’S DAY
SO NEVER MIND BILLY SHEARS LET ME JUST PUT IT THIS WAY
OUI JE T’AIME QUAND MÊME ENCORE

HEY SUSAN AND STEVE WHAT A BALL WHAT A BALL POND 
PLANTING SEEDS LET THEM GROW YESTERDAY AS TOMORROW 
IT’S ON ALL WRITTEN ON THE SAND ON THE BEACH OF BLOCK ISLAND 
SO I GUESS ONE COULD SAY THEY BOTH HAVE A RIGHT TO SAY
I LOVE YOU... STILL

OUI JE T’AIME QUAND MÊME ENCORE

YES WE WERE SET UP IN A LOVE TRAP CALL IT A BLIND DATE
BY A MAN NAMED WALT WHOSE LAST NAME WAS FATE
AND IT DIDN’T TAKE AN HOUR BEFORE WE FELL FOR EACH OTHER NOW YOU CAN ASK TALLULAH SHE WILL TELL YOU ALLELUIA
I LOVE YOU... STILL
OUI JE T’AIME QUAND MÊME ENCORE

I LOVE YOU... STILL  (Lyrics) Song for Susan

Impro by FPMORINSTUDIO / Francois Pierre Morin musician composer ,( Guitar 5avenue Godin ).

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Music Diary # 2 : mag snippet 09 07 2020 v3

Hello! My name is Hans Henning Thomas. I think, I´m more a soundengineer than a songwriter and more a songwriter than really a singer/musician. I started to play guitar  late, i.e. on the age of sixteen and had never learned an instrument before. So my first musical influences have been by songwriters, because I firstly payed most of my attention to the lyrics. My musical understanding developed at this time, moving away from home and hanging around with some friends. At this time I did my first steps by grounding a band. But we were influenced more by the era of such as the Doors, Rory Gallagher, Neil Young, Jimmy Hendrix,  Pink Floyd or the first Deep Purple cast, - while the actual successful music at this time sadly was New German Wave and the like.

Later, after becoming an firstly unemployed physics, I followed my intention and turned my passion to trade, becoming a sound engineer. After all I got a well paid job in an public supported analog sound studio for a decade, recording and teaching some people in sound engineering. Some of my songs, published here, are a result from this era.

Now I´m working again as a physics / engineer, and music became my fervour again. In my life I lived in many different towns, in East and West Germany -  i.e. Düsseldorf, Braunschweig, Paderborn, Berlin, (1/2 year Tropea, Calabria, Italy), Hagen Westf, Siegburg, Dresden (Neustadt) and now I turned to Rahden, Westf., again, where I live deep in the country in an integral nature reserve. The experiences, I got and the people I met, might be an insperation for my philosophy and my music.

Thanks to the new computer technologies, I was able to build myself a modern home recording studio again, to produce my own and my friends music in a good quality.

My intention for the next time is, to listen to the theme and sound of the nature and turn it to music. The Intro of my song "Wild Ducks Flying" ("Flieg mit dem Wind") is a good example for this project. It came up to me, when I recorded some wild ducks trough my open window, flying over my house. I loaded the samples into a software synthesizer and started to made music to it, leaning on the style of some early Pink Floyd projects. This song should be regarded to migrant birds in analogy to the human society, nowadays.

I plan to go on this way in my next holiday, at least for a month, recording and using the sounds of a forest at night and the like. 

I hope you like and enjoy at least some of my songs :-) 


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