The Illusions Of Light And Silence

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i9PzfPAc74g

Zelda

EP A10
https://akitomisaki.bandcamp.com/album/a10

ead #10

Found an old acapella with Madame Snowflake in my folder, which means as much today as when it was written, and I thought it was time to try to give it a nice setting.
When the foundation was ready, I sent it to David Dunham and asked if he could possibly help with some of his beautiful finger-style playing. And being the gentleman that he is, he immediately plunged into the mysterious room of creation.
A couple of days later I got a couple of lovely tracks with two guitar parts. 
And now you too can share this little journey with us.

We wish you a pleasant journey. ;)

I humbly thank you David for your invaluable help and cooperation in this sweet journey. ;)

Listen to more of David Dunham's wonderful music here: https://soundcloud.com/david-dunhamuser589535203

Listen to more of Madame Snowflake's lovely music here: https://soundcloud.com/snowflakesings

"Miracles (pell)"
by Snowflake
http://ccmixter.org/people/snowflake

2015 - Licensed under
Creative Commons
Attribution Noncommercial (3.0)

The lyrics and melody are by Patronski, with a couple of minor adaptations. 
http://ccmixter.org/people/Patronski

Miracles

There is too much talking
And there is nothing left to say
They say faith can move mountains
On my knees I start to pray

Too close for comfort
And too blind to see
It’s black and white, there’s no color
Something coming over me

Heard a voice calling out my name
Time to change we can’t remain the same

It’s a road less traveled
On a path to better times
All that glitters isn’t gold
Gotta read between the lines

Used to getting what we want
Still don’t realize what we need
We keep burning the midnight oil
Just to satisfy our greed

Heard a voice calling out my name
Time to change we can’t remain the same

The weight is getting heavy
Nothing ever stays the same
Evolution is the cross we bare
And the price we have to pay

When we stop our sleeping
When we finally wake
We’ll be turning water into wine
Nothing standing in our way

Heard a voice calling out my name
Time to change, we can’t remain the same
Miracles happen every day
What was impossible fades away

When we stop our sleeping
When we finally wake
We’ll be turning water into wine
Nothing standing in our way

Nothing Stand In Our Way -  M Snowflake - David D - Seagull

I threw out all your balloons 
I can’t believe all the things I did for you 
I burn all your balloons 
Can’t believe what I did for you 
All that I stayed for 
All that I begged for 
When you knew 
I’d never be enough for you 
When you knew 
I’d never be enough 

I can’t afford to hate myself anymore
Just make it stop Lord Nrsimhadev 
Just make it stop
Make it stop
Stop

The most painful part is that I abandoned myself
Happiness and distress arrive and depart 
And when it comes I’m drowning slowly 
Suffocating 
Do you know what it’s like to be terrified of yourself?

What?
Just serve
I deserve good
I deserve love 

Don’t doubt yourself 

You think you’re not good enough? 
I’m telling you you’re good enough
You are more than enough 

Hare Krishna Hare Krishna  
Krishna Krishna Hare Hare 
Hare Rama Hare Rama 
Rama Rama Hare Hare

ॐ

In A flat minor (A440) 
Written, performed, recorded and pre-mixed by Viola Moonshape in 2022
Mixed by Brahma in October 2022
Mastered by George Konings (worldwidemastering.org) and Brahma in November 2022
Copyright © 2023 Viola Moonshape

ॐ

Burn Your Balloon

Rehearsal Video

A recent collection of work that's been an enlightening yet strange journey over the past couple of months. Are we antennas picking up and channeling something outside of our own lines? Or, are we just restless and mad people banging on things to fill up the spaces, or both?

Unknown Address

Written, Arranged, Performed, and Produced by Kyle Bolan
Art by Kyle Bolan

My Evolution

Eight Numbers From Restart

20230424-1208

Hammer

ONDE MIGRANTI (Compositore Autore Flavio Pozzaglio) 

Se poi si parte una ragione c’è su queste piste di sale,
Serpente scivoli e lasci dietro te impronte di un lento viaggiare
Solo le nuvole porto con me, verso un temporale
L’angoscia resta dentro e non va via, va ben oltre la strada
Prova a immaginare cosa sento in quest’istante
il sapore amaro di chi guarda indietro e vede solo morte
Lo sguardo spento che, cerca del pane ma non c’è
I trafficanti non hanno pietà, ma un solo dio il denaro
Un altro giorno chissà se verrà col il sole domani
Saranno onde fatte di speranze e di sogni sospesi
Saranno mani vuote in cerca di calore che implorano il cielo
Prova a immaginare cosa sento in quest’istante
il sapore amaro di chi guarda avanti e non vede niente
Lo sguardo spento che, nel mio futuro cosa c’è

Bambini giocano con le stelle e fanno grandi sorrisi
Donne nascondono i loro volti dietro abiti neri
Ma se è vero che esiste un dio per tutti gli uomini
Se è vero che ci mette alla prova non lo voglio pregare
Prova a immaginare cosa sento in quest’istante
il sapore amaro di chi guarda indietro e vede solo morte
Lo sguardo spento che, cerca del pane ma non c’è
I trafficanti non hanno pietà, ma un solo dio il denaro
Un altro giorno chissà se verrà col il sole domani
Saranno onde fatte di speranze e di sogni sospesi
Saranno mani vuote in cerca di calore che implorano il cielo
Prova a immaginare cosa sento in quest’istante
il sapore amaro di chi guarda indietro e vede solo ...

ONDE MIGRANTI (MIGRANT WAVES)(Compositore Autore Flavio Pozzaglio)

If you start a reason
there is on these salt slopes,
Snake slides and leave footprints of slow travel behind you
Only the clouds I carry with me, towards a storm
The anguish remains inside and does not go away, it goes far beyond the road
Try to imagine what I feel right now
the bitter taste of those who look back and see only death
The dull gaze that looks for bread but is not there
Traffickers have no mercy, but only one god of money
Who knows if another day will come with the sun tomorrow
They will be waves made of hopes and suspended dreams
They will be empty hands in search of heat that implore the sky
Try to imagine what I feel right now
the bitter taste of those who look ahead and see nothing
The dull gaze that is in my future

Children play with the stars and make big smiles
Women hide their faces behind black clothes
But if it is true that there is a god for all men
If it is true that it tests us, I don't want to pray
Try to imagine what I feel right now
the bitter taste of those who look back and see only death
The dull gaze that looks for bread but is not there
Traffickers have no mercy, but only one god of money
Who knows if another day will come with the sun tomorrow
They will be waves made of hopes and suspended dreams
They will be empty hands in search of heat that implore the sky
Try to imagine what I feel right now
the bitter taste of those who look back and see only ..

Onde Migranti - Flavio Pozzaglio

#StartTheNextWave - New Wave. Post Punk. Art Pop Experimentor. New songs always in the works. Stay tuned.

My Evolution

Kyle Bolan

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