Name: Lost Eden by Llwyn Bedw
Duration: 5 min 2 s
Description: calm sounds with singing birds, rain and ambience

What a nice walk in enchanting forest... 😌 so relaxing!

Lovely ambient mood...I like the accompanying chimes. The cover picture speaks for itself. Very nice work of art!

Words & Music © Nic Evennett 2021
https://nicevennett.bandcamp.com/track/matisse
All proceeds to Samaritans. 
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Sun goes up,
Sun goes down,
So I'm told
And I am curled into some place
Of absency,
Weighty,
Sciamachy,
And every face peers  back at me.

You know my whys.
You'd have me believe
That I'm a Matisse, upon my knees.
So I thank the skies
For the bit and bow
In shapes of lullabies that open home.
I will sing you home...

You look so good inside.
Who am I in the colours
That i am twirling through?
Til I lay my horse-drawn eyes on you, my love,
My ears are broken.
You look so good inside.
Liquefied
To the gold that trickles out of you.
So the sun would give her core for you, my love.
Her core for you, my love.
Her core for you, my love.

Matisse

LYRICS: 

See the world that's blistering
Shone upon by a colorless sun
A wicked sun, a silent sun
Living between islands of pain
Gets a little hard but I'm in charge
Charge it to my credit card
Everybody has a hand in
We'll leap the edge and crash on rapids water
And consequences later

Something is attractive
Could be radioactive
Or my imagination
On the radio station
Gold on every axis
Enough to pay your taxes
We are for the people
Capitol or steeple
Among the pigs and prophets
We thought you might have bought it
To the fore we file in
Cue the sliding violin

When the money still remains
You don't talk until they pull the strings
Looking out for better things
I think your message struck a nerve
Take a bow and get what you deserve
Ride a transcendental curve
All the treasure that remains
Might be better spent on telling lies
Keep it in a sheep disguise

Shaking out your pockets
I think you finally lost it
Treat me like a play thing
Might be smoother sailing
Future past and present
Burn the farm and sell it
Slurry words and stipends
Might get a little violent
All the times you're wasting
Disaster in the making
A million mouths you're feeding
Smash through the glass ceiling

Rainfall and the rainfall
And the rainfall and the rainfall
Rainfall and the rainfall
And the rainfall and the rainfall
Rainfall and the rainfall
And the rainfall and the rainfall
Rainfall and the rainfall
And the rainfall 

If the world has gone to hell
You don't care because you took it all
And you still want more

Easy to feel deranged
Harder to make good sense of it all
Line 'em up against the wall

Through the cracks a glimmer of peace
Shake it off, it does no good at all
Until we make the final call

Nature does its own thing
No point in explaining
Off the top you're taking
Yielding next to nothing

If you look you see them
Whinging ad nauseam
In the heat we're brawling
Missed the final calling

Stretched so thin we relapse
Picked up by the bootstraps
Sounds a bit dumb to me
So why don't you kill me

Rainfall and the rainfall
And the rainfall and the rainfall
Rainfall and the rainfall
And the rainfall and the rainfall
Rainfall and the rainfall
And the rainfall and the rainfall
Rainfall and the rainfall
And the rainfall

Rain Chime

Silent Sun

Yann Kifer and Oddrun Eikli.
Poem: by Emily Brontë (30 July 1818 – 19 December 1848)
Piano , keys, and instrumental composition: Yann Kifer @annkifer
Vocal and vocal composition: Oddrun Eikli

Thank you so much for this JOY Yann.

'Tis moonlight, summer moonlight by Emily Bronte (30 July 1818 – 19 December 1848)

'Tis moonlight, summer moonlight,
All soft and still and fair;
The solemn hour of midnight
Breathes sweet thoughts everywhere,

But most where trees are sending
Their breezy boughs on high,
Or stooping low are lending
A shelter from the sky.

And there in those wild bowers
A lovely form is laid;
Green grass and dew-steeped flowers
Wave gently round her head.

Emily Jane Brontë (30 July 1818 – 19 December 1848) was an English novelist and poet who is best known for her only novel, Wuthering Heights, now considered a classic of English literature. She also published one book of poetry with her sisters Charlotte and Anne titled Poems by Currer, Ellis and Acton Bell with her own poems finding regard as poetic genius.

Tis moonlight, summer moonlight . Yann Kifer and Oddrun Eikli

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calm sounds with singing birds, rain and ambience

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D-Soft Needles





My Invisible Song

I dream in camellia, whitely I’m feeling you
Soft as a shadow – the dark of my bones
I dream in magenta – the places we went to
Travelled so widely to gather up stones

As the ribbons that bind us, the love that we shared
Untangles, unravels, we’re drifting apart
A palpable breaking, a grunt of despair
Cast adrift in the dreaming, bitter, bitter-beat heart...

I sing my invisible song
I dream my invisible dreams
I reach through the thickening breath-taking silence
and I sing my invisible song...

I call you, I’m laughing now, 
Watch as the colours leap – joyful and vividly painting the essence of 
All I have wished for, the whole of the dreaming I
Call you I Call -  you are walking    away...
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Written, sung, played and mixed up by Emma... :-)

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Music for a horse in the Mongolian steppes...
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Multi genre composer primarily focusing on Ambient and Cinematic soundscape. I am based near Stockholm and my first releases came out 2020.

Lost Eden

Llwyn Bedw

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