Our planet is only a very small part of the night sky

Living on the Ecliptic

Living On The Ecliptic

LET YOUR RIGHTEOUSNESS REIGN

early demo of shifting sands, lyrics and vocals coming soon

shifting sand (demo)

This song is part of the sailors EP: https://ffm.to/sailors-ep

This is a song about Casey. There are many songs about Casey, but they are not all about this Casey. This Casey is a twat... He might be the same Casey as in Kris Kristofferson's song "Casey's last ride", but that still has to be confirmed. Please do not feel sad about Casey.

This one is quite similar to the demo, the main changes are the drums and the intro... and a mix that works

LYRICS:

There’s a story I’d like to share with you tonight
It’s a story about Casey and it’s a story that’s half sad
The half that is sad is Casey, cause Casey is sad
But I have little love for Casey, you should make up your own mind

Casey pushed his beer over the counter
He stood up and rested his hands on the cool copper
Sled a quarter over to the barman
And waved a silent goodbye to nobody

He walked to his old car across the corner, Got inside
and let the smell of worn damp leather take over
His thoughts
And make him forget how his life
Took the wrong turn

Casey is sad
Casey you’re driving
Casey you’re crying
You’re crying

Casey got back home to his tired couch
Dropped his coat on the floor uncapped a warm beer /
on the table And every silence told him
aboute a love that disowned

Buy Casey knows he’s never done nothing wrong
In fact he ’s always been doing the same thing all along
And sometimes yes sometimes
he cared and listened

Poor Casey knows that he’ll die alone on this dirty couch
Between the remnants of empty bottles and pizza boxes
And the fading memories of his normal life
Like old photographs pinned on the wall

Casey you’re crying
Casey you’re crying
You’re crying

Casey is sad
Casey is crying
Casey is sad

Sailors

Casey Is Sad

#goth #dark #alternative #rock #numetal #nu metal #new #top

Castles

sights

Sometimes fears can paralyze you. But are those fears real or not real? Better hunt them and find peace within yourself even if the journey can be tormented and with obstacles.

Hunting Ghosts

Young man with my eyes.

Evidence of a Saturday night well spent... and a Sunday morning trying to repent.

Sunday Morning Saint

Dear Blackberry Smoke is a Christmas gift from one Southern songwriter to another.
This version of Happy Hour Above Ground carries the soul of Southern rock — upbeat, harmonica-heavy, and built on real-life grit, gratitude, and good whiskey.
Merry Christmas & Happy New Year to Blackberry Smoke, their fans, and everyone who keeps Southern music alive.
— Hikemike
Lonesome Doe Farm Records LLC

Dear Blackberry Smoke (Happy Hour Above Ground)

Have you ever thought about 
Making your dreams come true?
Have you ever wondered
What's stopping you?
 
Is it your fear
Of doing something new?
Is it your convenience 
To leave your comfort zone?

Write down   
What bothers you and avoid it.
Write down what you like and enjoy it 
As long as you can,

Many people do not fight
To free themselves from their limits
A lot of people don't dare 
To move things that get them ahead.
  
Put all your courage together and try.
Take what's rightfully yours.
There's only one life that's too bad
To be spoiled by others.

And if you feel bad, take a sheet of paper 
And a pencil and write down what comforts you again.
Remember your childhood as it was  
When everything was easy and carefree.

Many people do not fight
To free themselves from their limits.
A lot of people don't dare 
To move things that get them ahead.

And who's responsible for things going the way 
You want them to?
And who's responsible for things going the way?
It's only you
Remember your first girlfriend how wonderful it was 
When you first kissed and touched her.
All these beautiful things are gifts of life 

Many people do not fight
To free themselves from their limits.
A lot of people don't dare 
To move things that get them ahead.

It's You

Believer, Husband, Father, Grandfather, Great Grandfather, and song writer

LET YOUR RIGHTEOUSNESS REIGN

L Stanton