13 birds circling about a quarter mile high in the sky, I’ve never seen so many birds circling so high, there are no robots in sight.  He’s not too friendly but he’s got a heart of gold, at a young age he fell in love with falling in love.  I’ll be  the first to break the silence, the silence that’s been kept as long as it’s taken the river to carve the canyon, the canyon between you and me.  You bought a black and white color chart with blood money, I’m talk-in money from the blood bank.  Driving up a one way road, cursing at everyone as you go, trees look like broccoli in a miniature world.  And now it’s five o’clock Thursday afternoon and Friday’s in the air.

Don't Be A Heart Breaker

It Is What It Is

Once in a while I can coax Keith to put his talents toward  a ballad, and this is one of those infrequent endeavours.
Keith is a rocker at heart, while I tend to the contemplative and ambient slice of life and music. We compromise often. This time, Keith sensed his way through the lightness of the music. Though piano is the main source of movement and texture, there is a Native Instruments "Irish harp" VSTi in here too.
A mellow summer? Time to catch up on some summer reading? Here's a bookmark.

Available for free D/L , track 10 of Spittle and Spite found here: https://www.terrywigmore.com/wigmore-allen-gibbons

Lyrics
Bookmark
You found me in a barren land
And turned it all verdant green
I think it was page seventeen
You are the bookmark…on the page that I have lost
You are the bookmark…on the page that I have lost
Forever
Well riddles will come and riddles will go
Like the riddle of the Snark
To drive you mad…to drive you quite mad
You are the bookmark…for the page 
You are the bookmark…for the page
(INST)  …for the page
(You’re my bookmark)
This is the place
You’re my save point
You’re my bookmark
Pages that held us both together… to hold us… now…
Tears us both apart
Tears us both apart

Wigmore: Music, Production
Allen: Bass, Guitar, Vocals, Lyrics
(c) and (p) WAG @2024

Spittle and Spite

Bookmark

Music Beethoven Sonata in A Maj
Concept Richsoundz
Lyrics, Vocals, Keyboards, Production  John Stone

Moonlight
Night fell without its moonlight setting up an even chance
There’s a contract to be honoured. Reputation to enhance
For all intents  you’re  only there to watch the world go by
Checking out each stranger trying not to catch their eye
You like the scent of danger you like the smell of fear
The churning in your stomach when the prey getting near
You feel your heart is pounding  as the blood begins to flow
But all that really matters is the target and the blow

There’s no moonlight in the city and there’s  darkness in the night
Now with the daylight  fading you’ll be hiding from the light
You were told the mark is coming but they’ve misled you in the past
But you’re prepared for darkness as long as it may last 
As the minutes become hours and  the hours become the past

You  wouldn’t do this In the daylight with so many prying eyes
They would catch your careful glances and see through your disguise
But darkness just like moonlight always lies.

Trying not to look suspicious you’ll be looking at your phone
Just like any other man who finds himself alone
But you’ll be very careful  keeping one eye in the street
And focus your attention on the man you’re  here to greet

And he’s coming round the corner, you know you’ve got your man
He’s both careful and attentive but that doesn’t change your plan 
You watch him very closely watching out for signs of fear
Making sure that in the darkness that there’s no one coming near
He’s passes you so close that you can almost touch his face
But you let him pass and follow him towards a quieter place
You sense his pace has quickened, as if he senses something wrong
Maybe your imagination is keeping motivation strong
He turns a final corner and both of you now know
That there’s no more road to travel and there’s nowhere, nowhere else to go

You like the scent of danger you like the smell of fear
The churning in your stomach when the prey getting near
You feel your heart is pounding  as the blood begins to flow
But all that really matters is the target and the blow

There’s no moonlight in the city and there’s  darkness in the night
And now the light has faded you’ll be hiding from the light
To vanish in the darkness as a felon on the run
Laying low until the next time now the covenant is done

Moonlight

A song i'm proud of.
produced by Ivan Anchant.
Katy Anchant backing vocals.

Only Love

An Spiorad

Det är Nina som tar ton. 1741 ( 1994 ) Margareta Theorin ( Margareta )

I have tried to optimise this old song.

Lyrics:
Winter in the North

The winter has arrived to us and its cold outside
and the sky turns into blue - and we can see small creatures  
and they are dancing around the big tree
and they are dancing around the big tree

The fields in the north are white and the day is bright
which makes life much better for - all the folks that live here 
and they are dancing around the big tree
and they are dancing around the big tree

The atmosphere in the north is cool and the arctic fox
have got fur that shines white - and they are bouncing in the snow
cause they are dancing around the big tree
cause they are dancing around the big tree

The people in the north they care for the welfare of 
reindeers grazing on the mountains - they must look up for the wolverine
and they are dancing around the big tree
and they are dancing around the big tree

A Divergent World

Winter in the North Remix - 2024-09-03 14.55 (Lyrics down in the description)

Es una música de   inspiración en forma  transformadora de   pensamiento  sicodélico

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Sicodelico´s

2.Sicodely  water

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Kelen Helvetia - Helvete

PCWPrim criminal work

Born in Lagos, Nigeria, raised in Italy and now based in London, Lewisland is a self taught musician, rapper, multi-instrumentalist and producer.

Lewisland blends vintage analog sounds with digital frequencies to create real life anthems. ﻿Raised on Marvin Gaye and Anita Baker, Lewisland is on a soulful mission of exploring untold stories and painting unseen pictures through music.

It Is What It Is

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