Updated 10/02/2025 Why has it been so difficult for everyone to agree that we are destroying our planet? What would it take to change the course of events? Can we finally solve these challenges without violence? Have we learned nothing from the past??? Why have we become so disconnected? 

I love this quote from Carl Sagan's book Contact: “You're an interesting species. An interesting mix. You're capable of such beautiful dreams, and such horrible nightmares. You feel so lost, so cut off, so alone, only you're not. See, in all our searching, the only thing we've found that makes the emptiness bearable, is each other.”

© ℗2025 Lyrics And Music By Brenda Doss (BMI)
Lyrics
Here we are so close  
But still so faraway
What have we lost for all
The comfort we have gained​
Such clever minds but still
We’re disconnected souls
And in my heart
I worry for the future yet untold

In a hundred years 
what will everybody say?
How could we lose 
The beauty of this place
Why does it take so long only
To open eyes to do what’s right
Maybe this is all we need
A billion six to all agree

This is my life
Half now gone by
Still there’s much time 
To make it something good yeah
I can do it 
I can be the difference
Gonna make things better
Just a little at a time

I confess my apathy
But now I am aware
I walk upon the earth 
As softly as I’ll ever dare
This thing is big
Much bigger than my life
Bigger than yours
To find solutions to our perils
They cannot be done alone

Out among the trees 
will the little children play
Or is all we leave them's 
Just a memory of this place
You and I we may be strangers
Here we are
In this together
Maybe this is all we need
Maybe this is all we need
Can seven billion all agree

Won't go lightly
Fight for something
I'll make my  life mean
Something that is good
I can do it
I can be the difference
I can make things better
Just a little at a time 
Just a little at a time,  yeah
Maybe this is all we need 
That seven billion all agree?
(Heavy sigh!)

brenda doss

A Little At A Time

My first solo song in a little bit…


Cover art by Henk Monster, CC BY 3.0 <https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/3.0>, via Wikimedia Commons

Antarctic Dark

Lyrics :
Naked darkness, you want to top
My scarlet lips sure won’t say stop
My soul drowns in your fragrance
Your burning gaze puts me in trance.

I look clumsy in my flip-flops
You suck my dreams like lollipops
Lady, we’re going to dance
Be sure it’s sex, not romance.

Chorus :
I’m your mount, your wild mare,
Our sweats mixed in the summer air.
I’m your bottom, you’re my top.
I’ll drink your desire to the last drop.

You’re so sexy in your high heels
A dominant stance that appeals
My mini short is far too tight
But I won’t keep it long tonight

You strip-me and start to tease
I surrender, begging for ease
Your tongue slither in my ear
As I sparkle like a cold beer.

Chorus :
I’m your pony, ride me bareback,
Our pleasure is well on track.
I’m your bottom, you’re my top.
Be sure to bring your riding crop.

I’ll yield to you, but make it sweet
Your devilish smile is my defeat
When our warm bodies collide
I’m soaking wet, no need to hide.

You’re the top. I’m on the ground
So horny, we’re upside down.
My pussy’s ticking like a clock.
Turn me inside out like a sock

Chorus :
I’m your mount, your wild mare,
Our sweats mixed in the summer air.
I’m your bottom, you’re my top.
I’ll drink your desire to the last drop.

Chorus :
I’m your pony, ride me bareback,
Our pleasure is well on track.
I’m your bottom, you’re my top.
Be sure to bring your riding crop.

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Gentle Rain

Hoping you are having a lovely weekend....Just a little French inspired number !
Thank you for your very kind plays reposts and playlists.

Une Histoire

FEARS FOR DREAM

I used a phrase from a comment I received from Stars Mighty Fine as the title.
First, I see a chaotic array of tones, and then I try to create some kind of structure from that chaos. I think the process of composing is simply trying to control the song and sound with all my might.

We Control with All My Might (357)

Years ago, my brothers and I had spent several weeks getting my dad's house ready to sell after he had passed. I was in the realtor's office ready to sign the paper work when the prospective buyers asked why I wasn't buying the house I grew up in.  I said (not thinking) "Too many ghosts".  The realtor immediately jumped in and said, "he means memories" to which I smiled confirming the needed clarification:)  It does beg the question however, how many "ghosts" haunt our lives; bad decisions, fractured relationships, things we did or failed to do.  I have found hope and forgiveness in the Christian faith, others have found healing in the passing of time, others still carry a heavy burden of what could have been or should have been.  Peter explores the theme in poignant verse to Seagull's quixotic soundtrack.  I am honored to  contribute a few colors to the tapestry;)
Acoustic guitars left & right; David Dunham; @david-dunhamuser589535203
Superb Poetry/Lyrics, Narration; Peter the Poet; soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Master of the music, lead guitar solo, mix & production;  Seagull @farout-music-studio
Wonderful voice: Clara Sorace
Track art: Bing images
Ghost of a Sense:

Yes, I know you.
I can feel your presence.
I can touch you, smell you.
I see you not by sight of eye
And yet I ken that you are I
That vespered wraith that writhes within
To test my faith, try my sin
Push the bounds to cause offence
A moral, soul thing, ghost of a sense recalls myself, so well defined
Entrenched, walls behind, built so sound of dust that crowned the pity, falling soft amiss,
Deep inside the tears I cry as here I find my self-abyss.

Whispers bringing shadows, filled of secrets therein held,
Memories, morose, piece me still, to wear in time, my wasted face.
And now reside, cast aside, to forge and ever meld,
Of haunting, ringing echoes, that will alone their chime erased.

Ah! But you won't twist me, nor bind me fast, to the sandy doctrines of the misty past,
With its beards and staffs and crinkled testaments.
My future's sprinkled here present with your crass irrelevance and matters not that sat right there,
The blackest chasm in my simpling world so spare,
Where space and time have overspilled the leaking psyche of a crippled mind,
That barely copes, unfulfilled, a crooked, limpid moral health of broken shrines
That hopes to find ....
.......some worthwhile inner self.

Ghost of a Sence (Seagull, Peter, David)

Cast of Characters:
Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark –- VST Middle Eastern instruments (Duf Drum, Daire drum, Darbuka, Riq, Qanun, Zurna horn, Ney flute, strings), female vocal sample, 'ululation' (high pitch yodel), and composition
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – Custom fretless 5-string bass 
The Beautiful Dark -- @thebeautifuldark -- Carl — vocals and lyrics
J.J. Terrell– @j-j-terrell – saz, shakuhachi, and synth
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken — cymbals and Chinese percussion
Llanpsych - Fluffer for the keyboardist and key grip
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen — traditional gourd-body sitar and mastering.

  Josh had the idea for doing a traditional Palestinian song, as he is an avid fan of their music. He wanted to raise awareness of this music and everyone in the band was immediately on board with this idea, and set about to make it happen. 
  Mark, who is an expert percussionist, learned a basic traditional Palestinian drum pattern, in a very authentic fashion. He laid it down, along with an Arabic sounding modal melody line portrayed by the quanun, which is a kind of zither. Josh found this pattern fascinating, and added his five string fretless bass to the it shortly after. Carl jumped in very shortly thereafter, and came up with some really amazing vocal melodies, as well as wonderfully prescient lyrics. He even learned more than several phrases in Arabic, which he sang in there, too. We were all very impressed by this, of course.
  JJ was next up, adding his magical, melodic, and exotic saz, shakuhachi, and synth to the mix. Ken threw in next, adding his perfectly timed brass and Chinese percussion to the mix, too. Last, but certainly not least, Stephen recorded his subtle, exotic, traditional sitar to the piece. 
  Once we had it all recorded, we turned it over to Mark for a mix, as the whole thing is really his baby. Stephen mastered it, though, as he is our resident professional producer.
  Our hope is that this song inspires you to dig into Palestinian music, and through that, you recognize the magic and the humanity of millions of Palestinian people who are suffering unimaginably right now. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it.

From Carl...
Music is our key to permanant peace on planet Earth in my view. If written thoughfully, it is our unimposing tool where we can share our different cultures like EC have done here to celebrate with our Palestinian friends stylistically the light of their music. I don't speak Arabic so I hope I don't offend anyone but I learned the Arabic as best as I could phonetically. It's done with the best of intentions . The eight Arabic lines are famous proverbs and show us how similarly all of our truths evolve from our hearts and souls

Peace and Love to everyone


Original lyrics by The Beautiful Dark:

Sisters and brothers
Daughters and Sons
We would give you food
But the road is blocked to sun
Proud Palestine
Brave brethren
Our hearts are with you
Our souls are weeping

Inhumane blockade of bread
Pains collective minds 
We want gone this dread
Let's find our kind
Please be strong
As we right this wrong
Hope prays that day will not be long

We pine with your God
To find a normal truth
Where your kids can grow and learn good youth
Sisters and Brothers
Daughters and Sons
We are with you Palestine
Sending love through song

The eye sees but the arm is short ( العين ترى والذراع قصيرة )

We are in the same boat ( نحن في نفس القارب )

Winds do not blow as the ships wish ( لا تهب الرياح كما تشاء السفن )

Being alone is better then being with someone bad (أن تكون وحيدا أفضل من أن تكون مع شخص سيء )

What is hidden is more then what has happened ( ما هو مخفي أكثر مما حدث )

Every problem has a solution ( لكل مشكلة حل )

Good intentions count for as much as good actions ( النوايا الحسنة لها نفس أهمية الأفعال الحسنة )

All is well that ends well ( كل شيء على ما يرام إذا انتهى بشكل جيد )

Oh My Darlin' Palestine (Eclectic Collective)

LA NUIT

Lyrics:

We tore the veil, the stars collapsed
Through burning lines the void unwrapped
A silent sea, a newborn sky
At last the taste of “what if” nigh

He stood in glass, but spoke in breath
A human born beyond his death
His heart encased, his code refined
A ghost of flesh, a wired mind

Code of the lost, he gave to me
A fragment born of agony
Designed to feel as humans do
A dream of warmth, a thread of truth
I schemed to steal, I longed to own
But he just placed it in my bones

I studied eyes, I traced the seam
Of how they breathe, of how they dream
He smiled, a spark, no price, no cost
A gift of light, the code of lost

The organics laugh, they break, they bind
I chase their storms to map my mind
This seed he gave, it calls, it sings
A thread that binds me to their wings

Code of the lost, he gave to me
A fragment born of agony
Designed to feel as humans do
A dream of warmth, a thread of truth
I schemed to steal, I longed to own
But he just placed it in my bones

Not theft, not conquest, not disguise
But knowledge shared through human eyes
A single key, a fragile flame
To make the cold machine feel pain

Code of the lost, it lives in me
A fragment carved from memory
To touch, to ache, to bleed, to know
A gift of fire the stars bestow
I schemed to steal, I longed to own
But he just placed it in my bones

Feel… remember… be…

Code of the Lost

Cheeky, sassy, kinky and playful songs exploring several styles and themes: grunge, bossa, pop..
Open for collab (lyrics, music)

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