Name: Treecreeper by Treecreeper
Duration: 2 min 12 s
Description: Made for the NI/lo-fi girl beat competition

A guitar instrumental from the West Coast of Scotland
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Inner Seas Perigean Tide

I first heard Paul Brady sing a song about New Orleans in 1976. He said it was based on an old Irish song tune, but he had merged the words from somewhere else and now it was 'The Lakes of Pontchartrain'. (Bob Dylan loved it and did a version on one of his albums, but he could never master Mr Brady's guitar open tuning.)
I've written some new words, but also used the old words in a different order, to give a different meaning. It's called The Folk Process. (In case anyone wants to sue me, I've changed the tune to the second half of the song. Now that's what I call tinkering!)
Anyway, it's a serious subject and it deserves a great song. I couldn't do that all on my own, so I've called on the giants of the past, so I can stand on their shoulders. I hope they don't mind.

The Towns of East Ukraine

Checkout the music video: odysee.com/@svensebastianhorner:5/composition-nr-11:5

Available on all platforms: gate.fm/6DC9obUIV

Oh, again
loneliness is killing me
I don't know
how to escape from here

my heart, please
don't get cold
stay with me while
love's on hold

tell me
what to do
I'm lonely
give me anything
to ease my suffering

Oh, again
I wish I had a friend
but emptiness
drags me down again

There's so much
I could give
but nobody needs it
nobody cares

tell me
what to do
I'm lonely
give me anything
to ease my suffering

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Acoustic guitar
Acoustic bass
Electric guitar
Vocals & Lyrics
by Sven Sebastian Horner

Picture by pexels.com/@cottonbro/

music video

Loneliness (Composition No. 11)

Official music video: https://youtu.be/ap0uQZz_KG4

Release on all platforms May, 19
Presave: https://gate.fm/3GgNYp7w

Why is this weight
in my chest
still pulling me down
most of the times
that I come one
with my heart

It feels like a curse
cannot escape
this burden it hurts
I've been looking
for remedy
for so many times

Weight (Composition No. 14)

[Verse 1]
There was a boy who loved the diamond
Glove in hand and dreamin big
Oldest son of seven children
In a house that barely fit

Two big sisters watched him try
Little brothers by his side
Wore thick glasses chubby cheeks
But he played with all his pride

[Verse 2]
He didn’t make the A team
No cheers or hometown fame
Played on that dusty lower field
But he still loved the game

While his little brother shined with ease
A natural through and through
He kept his nose down in the dirt
With every throw he grew

[Chorus]
He ran the bases of his life
Slow at first but gaining speed
From the dugout to the end zone
Chasing every dream he'd need

[Verse 3]
In junior high he hit his stride
Grew tall and tough and fast
Football track and Babe Ruth ball
His shadow finally passed

Friday nights under the lights
He made the crowd stand tall
A chubby kid turned running back
The hero with the ball

[Verse 4]
But the younger one got lost out there
The bright light faded quick
Found trouble in a cigarette
And darkness in a fix

[Chorus]
He ran the bases of his life
With bruises scars and grace
Not chasing cheers but something more
His own steady pace

And when his brother stumbled hard
He didn’t run away
Big brother stood behind him
Like he always did those plays

[Bridge]
Now silver streaks his hair
Like chalk lines on the field
Memories in the bleachers
Of the love that time revealed

[Final Chorus]
He ran the bases of his life
From the shadows to the sun
Turned hardship into victory
Never left the job half done

And though the years have slowed him down
His heart still makes the play
Big brother’s still the hero
At the end of every day

[Outro]
Yeah he’s still takin care of number two
Just like he always planned
With a steady heart and wrinkled hands
Big brother’s still the man

The Bases of his Life

Various artists singing DougEboi's music.

Make a Difference (Radio Edit) (Remix)

Made for the NI/lo-fi girl beat competition

Treecreeper

I wrote this song in support of domestic violence survivors. Domestic violence is a huge issue in the US and elsewhere in the world. Please do what you can to support the National Domestic Violence Hotline or other organizations that empower women to live a life without fear. Call 1-800-799-SAFE if you're a victim yourself. Love, Hannah ❤️

Emily

leaking hour glass

THE END

Gisbert - Kleine Schritte ins Dunkel (aus dem Roman "Hinter uns das Land")

Es beginnt nicht mit einem Paukenschlag. Es beginnt im Flüstern.

Mit "Kleine Schritte ins Dunkel" erhält die Welt von "Hinter uns das Land" eine neue, weise Stimme: Gisbert, der Großvater des kleinen Albrecht aus dem Roman. Es ist die Stimme eines Mannes, der ein langes Leben gelebt und die feinen Risse im Fundament der Gesellschaft schon früh erkannt hat. Seine Warnung ist keine laute Anklage, sondern ein schwermütiges Klagelied über eine Welt, die sehenden Auges auf den Abgrund zugeht.

Der Song ist eine zeitlose Parabel darüber, wie Freiheiten schleichend erodieren – durch Worte, die gestrichen werden, durch Zäune, die unscheinbar wachsen, und durch ein Schweigen, das lauter ist als jeder Protest. Eine karge, eindringliche Ballade, getragen von einer Stimme, die die Last der Voraussicht in sich trägt.

Eine Mahnung, die heute so relevant ist wie damals.

Text: Frank Talmon l'Armée
Musik: Beyond & Before Music
Gesang: Gisbert

Mehr zum multimedialen Roman- und Musikprojekt "Hinter uns das Land":
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Gisbert - Small Steps Into Darkness (from the novel "Hinter uns das Land" / "The Land Behind Us")

It doesn't start with a bang. It starts with a whisper.

With "Small Steps Into Darkness," the world of "Hinter uns das Land" gains a new, wise voice: Gisbert, the grandfather of little Albrecht from the novel. It is the voice of a man who has lived a long life, a man who recognized the fine cracks in the foundation of society long before they shattered. His warning is not a loud accusation, but a melancholic lament for a world that refuses to see the cliff it's walking towards.

The song is a timeless parable about the insidious erosion of freedom—through words that are erased, through fences that grow inconspicuously, and through a silence that is louder than any protest. A sparse and haunting ballad, carried by a voice that bears the weight of foresight.

A cautionary tale that feels as relevant today as it did in the past.

Lyrics: Frank Talmon l'Armée
Music: Beyond & Before Music
Vocals: Gisbert

Discover the multimedia novel and music project "Hinter uns das Land":
https://linktr.ee/Beyond_and_Before

#TheLandBehindUs #SmallStepsIntoDarkness #SingerSongwriter #Folk #Ballad #History #Warning #Lyrics #Soundtrack #ConceptAlbum

lyrics:

Kleine Schritte ins Dunkel


Ein Wort gestrichen
Wer merkt’s schon
Ein Buch verschwunden
Bleibt kein Ton
Ein kleiner Schritt
So unscheinbar
Wie Sand im Wind
Unsichtbar

Kleine Schritte ins Dunkel
Still und sacht
Keiner hat’s gesehen
Keiner hat’s gedacht
Bis wir aufwachen
Bis wir versteh’n
Doch dann ist es zu spät
Dann ist nichts mehr zu dreh’n

Ein Zaun gebaut
Nur für den Schutz
Ein Blick wird schärfer
Ein Herz wird stutz
Ein leiser Zweifel
Doch wer spricht laut
Die Stille wächst
Die Hoffnung taut

Es beginnt im Flüstern
Im leisen Rauch
Und wächst im Schatten
Wie Dornenstrauch

Kleine Schritte ins Dunkel
Still und sacht
Keiner hat’s gesehen
Keiner hat’s gedacht
Bis wir aufwachen
Bis wir versteh’n
Doch dann ist es zu spät
Dann ist nichts mehr zu dreh’n

Ein Schritt
Ein Schritt
Und noch ein Schritt
Die Kette klirrt
Das Herz zerbricht
Doch wer schaut hin
Wer hält die Hand
Wenn alles fällt
Wie Treibsand

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