Nice guitars and vocals....Very cool sound

Do It Again!

Totally forgot I wrote this…

I'm starting to remember…

Just for 1 day
I'd like to be inside your body, baby
Just to see you never will regret one single word you'll share with me.

Just for 1 day
I'd like to take a look inside your mind
.Just to see you how much you really love me...
Every time you say you do…

I know you better then you think I do (Don't you think that I do?)
So if you let me, I'll explain to you…

That feeling what you feel is (mostly) right
Still you're being so uptight…

So loosen up and let it out!
Let us all shine on and shout!

Kumbaya

And we will  all shine on!!!..;.

Cause we only live once! Shine along!???

X, Koen.

Just For 1 Day

*** Koen Cools wrote this as an instrumental. He wrote and played all the instruments. I heard it and loved it and asked if he would mind if I put lyrics, vocals and a melody to it. He said yes knowing full well anything can happen in the pasture when the mic is turned on!  This is the result and we hope you like it.  It was a pleasure - Koen is the Maestro!!  You can listen to his original instrumental and his other fine works on his SoundCloud page - https://soundcloud.com/k-cools.  As always, free .wav downloads.  Thanks to all!

MAYBE
K. Cools/DWS (2014)

I tried to stand but I had no feet
I tried to sit but I had no seat
I tried to talk but I had no voice
I tried to choose and I had no choice
I tried to hide cause I had no clothes
Ain’t gonna die and have a tag on my toes
Sometimes you just gotta break it off free
and let it follow you home - Maybe

Maybe
We’ll find a way to find a way to find a way
Maybe
On the sidelines I’ll no longer stay
Maybe
We can find our feet and find our seat
Maybe
We’ll get a chance to find our voice 
then we’ll get to make the choice

Comes a time when a mans gotta rise
to pump it up until there’s blood in his eyes
To make a stand no not the easy way
To give it up every night and day
There comes a time for that sacrifice
To make the purchase and pay any price
Sometimes you just gotta break it off free
and let it follow you home - Maybe

It ain’t hard to say
if you find the way
it ain’t so hard to say
if you say maybe

Maybe
We’ll find a way to find a way to find a way
Maybe
On the sidelines I’ll no longer stay
Maybe
We can find our feet and find our seat
Maybe
We’ll get a chance to find our voice 
then we’ll get to make the choice

And when we move it you’ll be there with me
Shoulder to shoulder as we set ourselves free
Make all the pimps and the oppression whores
run down the alley as we break down their doors
and give a fresh start to the common man
and lift him up by his very own hand
Sometimes you just gotta break it off free
and let it follow you home -

Today

Maybe

Copyright 2014 - All Rights Reserved


Maybe (with Koen Cools)

'Ik wil echt het verhaal vertellen waarvan ik vind dat die twee mensen recht op hebben, omdat iemand anders het heeft weggegooid.
Wat wordt er van uw leven? Wie ben ik en wat kan ik zijn?'

3 jaar geleden vond Greet Jacobs een hoopje spullen in een afvalcontainer. Aan de hand van die spullen reconstrueerde ze het verhaal van Dora en David. Een liefdesverhaal van 2 mensen die elkaar op latere leeftijd tegenkwamen. 

Dora G

Falling Apart

I made this about a year ago, but after a break from using Soundcloud am only now posting it.

It's been a while since I spent a good afternoon creating sounds predominantly using vocals, and supplementing with objects such as plastic filing wallets and tea-mugs while I should really be studying.

This song is predominantly vocals, but I also used a rainstick, bodhran drum, a little bamboo box, and some paper wallets. All amateurly played and recorded in my little study.

To hear the stunning original of course: Hunger of the Pine by Alt-J https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dCCXq9QB-dQ

Thanks for listening; hope you enjoy!

Alt-J - Hunger Of The Pine ; a capella Interpretation

Vergeef Me


Thanx for listening! x

Sleeping pills and phoney eyes
no more tears and no more lies
last call for drinks, I'm on my way
there's people crying, people pray
new creation brakes the day
and entertainment's here to stay
no more words are left to say
cause everybody's down, down, down

No more drugs or alcohol
no more climbing up the wall
last call for having fun today
I you don't go, then I won't stay
cause every time you come in here
you spoil that lazy atmosphere
and no more words are left to say
cause everybody's down, down, down

While everybody's down again...
I FEEL FINE!!!!




DOWN

Chaotic mix, i know

With sexyphone Emme Heytenis! Thanx a lot! Xx

Drums by Bert van ende.

I'll gather all the flowers
that nature can provide
I'll grow 'em for the future
so I can forget the past

Free at last

I'll dance around the table
I 'Waltz' you by surprise
I'll try to show you everything
I'll take off my disguise

Free at last

Oh, freedom is a gift
I no more want to loose
I'll treasure it until I will
decide to make a pass

Free at last ( like a bird!)

Oh, my depression's over
and happiness reveals
I'm laughing :' hahaha' out loud
I'm black and I'm proud!

Free at last!!!

That's all I wanna be!


FREE AT LAST

Headphones, loudest...


Violins by Annemie Van Daele.
Drums by Koen Renders

Here's Mr.'Cornflakes in the morning' gently smiling
cause his neighbor Mss ' Soapumentary' is pulling down her pants

They're only neighbours 
That's what the hood says

But in a 'niner'
Miss' bubble bursted open
and a baby with four parents is now easily confused

He's not your father, she's not your mother...

You're a bastard child
with a bastard mind
in a bastard world

So now you know, the world is at your feet
the life you live is nice but incomplete
there's still so many questions you need answers to
Like: 'I love you?!!!?'

Man, bastard child, you move me...

they could have loved you, but they hated you instead
you could have loved them
but nothing in your head can think of love...

(I love a lot!)


BASTARD CHILD

I don't think that life is hard,
but people are!
And they feel safe when you think the way they do.

And people thinking different they call weirdo's, they call clowns...
Still they can't admit they envy you

Cause they pull the chains around them way too tight
What we show is what they hide

So they don't like us
anymore...

I don't think that life is easy
Nothing much can really please me
Only if your love is real

...
(Looking for a new verse...)

Although my love is real...
They don't like me
Even you don't like me anymore...

But I don't believe what they say
No I don't believe what they say!


THEY DON'T LIKE US

Thanx for listening!

I write, record and produce songs....

Most of the instruments are played by me.

All arrangements by me




THEY DON'T LIKE US

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