Name: At The End by John Buckle
Duration: 4 min 5 s
Description: Pop Track using Hip Hop type Rap Dark Format

love the relaxed vibe of this one, John - really nice! 🎵

A song for the person who never left your side

Unresisted

I took a phony call, another bill to pay
Will these chronic vultures ever fly away?
I laid there for hours, trying to be ok
To tell you that I’m living today

Your type always suffers everyone’s mistakes
I’m the jaded kind that loses every game
Last time’s biggest loss was never gonna gain
It broke me to pieces the same 

You fought to persuade me when I couldn't
You said I would make it when I didn’t 
Believe in myself
But now it’s written
I love how you make me a better person
You’d always accept me, when I wouldn’t release myself
From this prison

You said “no more dogs!” when you cried that day
I felt so confused but it went away
Then you had a dream about a dog you named
That’s how we adopted a stray

You fought to persuade me when I couldn't
You said I would make it when I didn’t 
Believe in myself
But now it’s written
I love how you make me a better person
You’d always accept me, when I wouldn’t release myself
From this prison

Interlude

I wanted to make this so you’d have it
You’d never demand me, but I’m committed
To keeping your heart unresisted


Unresisted (Acoustic)

10. Ride The Turtle

An experiment with the Blues. At least we tried...🎸😅
https://beatingedge.bandcamp.com/track/2050s-blues
https://open.spotify.com/intl-it/track/1TIcue2ycTDzCAK3f6tzzs?si=9fb192de66c0431b

Lyrics:

Sittin' on the corner
Watchin' hovercars fly by
In this world of technology
Where blues still survive
2050's got me feelin' so low
A hundred years past the blues
But the pain still overflows

Steppin' on the concrete
Neon lights fill the streets
But there's still that melancholy in the melodies that I sing
The electric guitar cries
Trumpet wails in despair
Piano keys tappin'
Tellin' stories of city streets at night

Lost in this concrete jungle
Looking for a sign
People rushing by
No time to stop and talk
But I keep on walking
Searching for that spark

Skyscrapers reach high
They touch the sky
But all I see are empty buildings passing me by
The city's chaos
It's a symphony of sound
But I'm just trying to find my way around

Oh
Neon lights
City streets at night
Lost in this concrete jungle
Looking for a sign
People rushing by
No time to stop and talk
But I keep on walking
Searching for that spark

Skyscrapers reach high
They touch the sky
But all I see are empty buildings passing me by
The city's chaos
It's a symphony of sound
But I'm just trying to find my way around

Oh
Neon lights at night
Lost in this concrete jungle
Looking for a sign
People rushing by
No time to stop and talk
But I keep on walking
Searching for that spark

Skyscrapers reach high
They touch the sky
But all I see are empty buildings passing me by
The city's chaos
It's a symphony of sound
But I'm just trying to find my way around

Lost in the city
Can't find my way home
Surrounded by strangers
Feeling all alone
But I won't give up

2050's blues

The letter (the Captain knew)

In the year of 1869
A young lad set sail on the vessel Mary
Signed on as a cabin boy
He sought a way to escape
His mother wept
His sister tried to console
But he craved the open sea
Longing for hope

On the Bay of Biscay
A storm raged fierce and wild
Seasickness and madness claimed the boy's smile
Weeks later
Past the equator
Life grew a bit more bearable
Yet a strange fever lingered
Stealing his vigor

The captain said one day. We’re going to enter the port of Cabinda
Pull yourself together and write a letter home. Hopefully they’ve got stamps in this shanty town. Boy write a letter!
He manage to buy a stamp and penned a letter 
Four mounts later his mother read and cried of joy
My boy is alive
But by that time he was already gone
They buried him at sea near the cape of good hope

Lost in the waves
Caught between longing and an early grave

The letter (the Captain knew)

Rubberband (second chance)

Pop Track using Hip Hop type Rap Dark Format

At The End

Quantum Angel - Bael

Second version without so much digitization, raw compared to the first version,  i hope you like it better. 

Lost in a world of pain was created and based on my own experiences during part of my life. It's so hard to put into words the things we all go through in life, and we've all been through the hardest and toughest days where we were sure we wouldn't make it past that day but we did and that's why they say "That which doesn't kill you only makes you stronger".

Lost2 (Lyrics and Vocals by Jess Johnson music by anticøn).mp3

Text:
Verse 1 (English)

In every word I speak, a journey starts,
Across the maps, across our hearts.
Some sounds are mountains hard to climb,
But still they sing, they cross through time.

Pre-Chorus (English)

Each voice a story,
each tongue a light —
and when we share them,
the world feels right.

Chorus (Multilingual)

I sing in five tongues, each one a bridge.
我唱五种语言 (wǒ chàng wǔ zhǒng yǔyán) — Mandarin, clear as flame.
私は五つの言語で歌う (Watashi wa itsutsu no gengo de utau) — Japanese, a gentle rain.
أنا أغني بخمس لغات (Ana aghanni bi khams lughat) — Arabic, deep like night.
Öt nyelven énekelek — Hungarian, bold and bright.
Śpiewam w pięciu językach — Polish, warm in every choice.
Five tongues, one voice.

(solo)

Verse 2 (Deutsch)

Viele Wege, die uns trennen,
doch Worte können uns erkennen.
Klingen fremd, doch fühlen nah —
so wird die Welt verständlich da.

Pre-Chorus (Deutsch/Englisch)

Manchmal schwer, doch niemals stumm,
every language makes us one.

Chorus (Multilingual, variiert)

I sing in five tongues, each one a bridge.
我唱五种语言 — where distance falls away.
私は五つの言語で歌う — soft as break of day.
أنا أغني بخمس لغات — rising like desert light.
Öt nyelven énekelek — wild but shining bright.
Śpiewam w pięciu językach — hope in every choice.
Five tongues, one voice.

Bridge (Chor, sphärisch)

Five tongues, one heart,
many worlds, one start.
Five tongues, one dream,
more united than we seem.

(solo)

(Chor wiederholt in Panning-Effekt)
五种语言 — 五个心跳
五つの夢 — 一つの声
خمس كلمات — روح واحدة

Outro (gesprochen oder gesungen, Englisch)

We speak thousands of languages…
but the song is one.
One voice, one sky —
and we rise together.

Five Tongues, One Voice

Sacred Echoes ambient indian

Música Experimental improvisada/criada no apartamento do paulinho.
Estavamos ensaiando suavemente e a vizinha reclamou.
mesmo assim deu tempo de surgir mais um som...
Naquela velha parceria louca.
Vocal/Letra - Paulo Simões
Guitarra/Baixo/Synths/Beat - Enrico De Luca
Produção Lubraxx - Cafofus Records.

Bafafa Monstro - A Vizinha Reclamou Do Som.

Originally from Bracknell now Swindon Based.  I 
Write compose and play all my Tracks at Home using only Keyboards. Love all types of Music as long as it makes the hairs on my neck stand up. 
I record using  Logic pro and all or Arturia software and effects , Recently added  Omnisphere 2.8 software suite,  Spitfire Albion 1 and BBC Orchestra,Kontakt suite. Love to compose sound tracks and  if anyone wants to work on collaborations on tracks - projects my time is free please message me .

At The End

John Buckle

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