Band demo recorded live while rehearsing at Blue Sun Studios. 

July, 2021

Joscelyn : Vox, E-guitar
Hudson : E-guitar
Lauren : Bass
James : Drums

What I Get For Loving (Demo)

In My Garden (Demo)

Song demos from 2020

Producer : Joscelyn Wynter
Art : Albert Papenhausen Fuster

When I Die BV's : Kiara Thomson

When I Die

Across The Sun

The River You're Chasing

Downstream

Bride of the Moonlight

Preacher

South of the border i cut lines into a tree
laying myself down each time i was done
i was waiting for your arrival
south of the border, west of the sun

do you know any good rivers?
a pretty river, not too wide
how bout a river that hasn't been dirtied
one flowing for reunion with the tide

there is no golden hour
no evening of grace
no day of saving
no season of peace
but i can offer you arrival
i can offer you my love
south of the border, west of the sun

i was the flight path, and i stood up to be seen
you were drawing endless circles in my mind
swimming hand in hand through mazes in your dark room
i saw myself shine

do you you know any good way,
to keep this ship of ours at bay
for in a world where nothing touches anyone
i swear i felt you touch me today

i see it this way, every question mark is a tear from heaven
if this song never reaches you, then it will reach no one
as i was lying down to sleep i saw you floating over me and you were smiling
and gravity was playing with your silky hair and i whispered 'see you in the sky darling'

legend has it that all that is roaming was forged between fire and the ice
and in-between i saw you toughening your skin, you said a few days in that pit should suffice
and if you manage to set foot on english land before i fly away
i promise we will be flying together deep down in the dinosaur age

South Of The Border

heavy heart placed on the altar
today is the day that i no longer falter
i will kiss no hand that makes me suffer
i will live no life of another

eager hand lays by my side
but weary from years of being defied
but today is the last day of that pity
today i keep nothing but my integrity

lady of the lake, what have you seen
could you bare to share, those terrible scenes
of young lovers sleeping on your shore
making fists at the god of war

lady of the lake, won't you join us in the mortal
i once heard a priest call birth the last portal
the moon is so thin down here
i awoke with a single tear, for

i had to leave, the one whom i love truly 
our time in the abyss ended far too unduly
damn each valley between us, my dear

the call for sanity was justified and needed
as i flew across the land of the still and defeated
and from flying so high , i looked down
and each fence appeared a stitch for the eternal gown

of the paintings that we stole and then burnt
i cant remember what your forehead looked like, just that it hurt
in the ash light, to recall how we touched that night in the windmill
i was bright and you were done
you were an aching sun

and i had to leave, had to leave my aching sun, whom i held so dear
damn each valley between us, between where you lie and here

on the first day this lake took all it could take
from at the bottom of it's chest and spread out to the gate
where the keeper was letting the dead in and out
later that evening i cried for those caught in the south

but weeping brings rivers that soon dry out
and you're left with red dust, sore eyes and a drought
I would weep eternally if it brought you to me
i dont know if any sailor could survive that kind of sea

then i rose , my metamorphosis was shown
familiar among my own kin
i knew, we are of the same bone

DRAWING: Credit to DEB PEAKE!!!

Aching Sun

i want sandals and a blank manuscripts 
i want sunburnt skin aching for sea washed lips 

i want empty days with their empty bliss 
and i want you unsure as you are 

i want a garden and someone to rely on 
i want my freedom, to reach through my kingdom 

i want a bone breaking trip, on a hot burning ship 
and I want you as unsure as you are 

darling wont you share your 
darling wont you share your 
darling wont you share your desert love with me 

I want to remember this vague memory of us 
nervous like children in the top of a bus 

I want to remember, the fear in the air 
we caught it like fishermen, like a fresh lock of hair 

like mine constantly falling, in swirls on your face 
and i really cant help it, i push my arms into your space 

and i light up and let in 
and i'm suddenly through 
but when i have to leave 
my sorrow will be 
shaped like the moon 

and my body will be floating 
in an aquatic scene 
the torrent will flow in 
circle and leave 

i am still digging myself into the wheel 
and i still want you as unsure as you feel

Desert Love

Mars

Written in Berlin 2015-2016. Recorded on my last day in Berlin with a cold on a sunny morning in Schöneberg!
credits
released September 9, 2016 

Recorded by Luke Hueppauff ( Lucas Laufen musician name) at Gabriel's house! You two are fab! 

Mars Song : Written mostly by Deborah Peake! the little rocket ! 

Everything else: Written by miau

Joscelyn Wynter

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