Super Magic

Life is amazing. Flowers grow in sidewalks, hawks make nests on top of skyscrapers, sun is warm, rain is life giving.
I think we complicate life by confusing it with "living" by goals and imposed "desires" that make us anxious: need more money/have to live in a penthouse/bigger faster cars/
It's not bad to work and produce but when you lose sight of mortality/empathy/sharing. then your "productivity" will not bring you satisfaction or peace.
we are very temporary. It is just as easy to care as it is to hoard and to help as it is to hate.
anyways I hope you enjoy this song.I'mplaying around with guitar notes, no structure just let the fingers go wherever whenever

tiny little lizard scampers on the screen
grabbing tight the wires with his tiny little feet
gets into a spot of sun that hits him on his back
he's so happy now I wish I could always feel like that

happy little firefly flits across the lawn
flashing bright his small tail light ,singing his happy song
nothing here to slow him down or cause him pain or fright
I wish that when I walk out side I'd always shine that bright

So I'm the only one in the world today
the only one here to sing and play
I put on my Sunday best
I say to heck with all the rest
I'm going to walk among flowers and trees
No people here to fear or please
I'll let the sun warm my back
I'll let my light shine bright
Not worry so much about living
but just go celebrate life

it's not that complicated

whenourulersgointohiding

Sometimes, Somethings, Somehow - Harmful if Followed with Carkiss and Dorian Elsewhere

(After Math. Before Spelling. A love that could not be. The true story of two best friends, trapped in My Own Private Manitoba.)

Trying to sing a sunrise,
from out the letting of our bad blood,
but your silence speaks,my knees weak,
beneath the flow of the flood,

Honestly, can't you see,this is me,
trying to be what you want,
except i couldn't and can't,
not a promise or pant, could i haunt,

desolation darkens the door,
where i dress up in my death,
but that's life, and it's rife,with this strife,
the clock breaking with each breath,

and now the hands never meet,
so we'll stare at our feet,with interest,
and the numbers don't count,
up to any amount, i confess,

Wager me, i'll be wringing the words,
from my clotted throat,
Wager me, and the tracks that we marked,
bid a baleful bloat,

Wager me,
for i told the truth,
and you broke my mirror,

It must be all my fault,
if we don't appear,
is our reflection gone?
is that the path we're on?
out from the sinking streets,
of the quicksand concrete,

you know my scars still sing...

Apologies to fall from my lips,
are only tears in the rain,
in the muddle of this puddle,
I would catch your refection again,
but for the reality that my proximity,
imparts pain,
and the truth is that noose of abuse,
swinging loose in my brain,

Sorry is the name of the blame,
that bides a world without friends,
where confessions of love, are made of,
old shames and long lost loose ends,

And every poor Palindrome,
a once and future home to forsake,
until they're lost in the cost,
of destruction that they'll leave in their wake,

Palindrome

This tune was originally sung by Peggy Lee in 1953. Performed by me on my Yamaha PSR-SX900 arranger keyboard. 

Can you "Name That Tune"? I have a website that contains my complete collection of tunes with their titles revealed at: https://www.harveytwyman.com

Name That Tune #483 by Peggy Lee

Artwork by Chris Veeneman: https://www.saatchiart.com/account/artworks/93309?epik=dj0yJnU9UXR3MzV2ZkVWaG9mbldfSkI5blA4S1JVbXhrX0plei0mcD0wJm49UTB3eV9WU21jdUI3dVJfUzVZQ2YtUSZ0PUFBQUFBR1ByN3lN

Unidentified

A song created by percussion beats.

GarageBand Drums Used: Taiko Drums, Chinese Kit, Bluebird

Dragon Soul

Blindfolded In The Woods

Playing blind once again
But somethings always lead me here
I know you cut paste and twist
So the train rolls by again

we always fall like autumn leaves
so far across the open sea
how could I ever stop to stare
the signs were good on Calvary

Autumn Leaves

Video now available https://youtu.be/-dS0xUjoBcw
Music has not come easily to me lately and so when I did eventually get round to writing something, Coronavirus - or C19 - rather inevitably played a large part in its creation.  This instrumental features the very talented Alba on guitar, who was an absolute joy to work with.  Please check out his version of our collaboration at https://soundcloud.com/user-775580590. I hope you are all safe and well - and enjoy what we have created here.

Palindrome

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