twentytwentythree

When the time gets visualized, we shift dimensions back to three
What we now see was fluidized, the past that’s gone will fill a sea
The time may be an endless stream, meandering down a shallow bed
Though we may guess the future scene, there will be rapids soon ahead

Roaring River - the times will ever change
An endless struggle in constant rearrange
Roaring River - from flow to deadly fall
Roaring River - a stream that carries all
From past to now, from now to then
From birth to death, heaven or hell 
What future brings ‘s beyond our ken,
Will we survive, so who can tell?

We can look back where time began, the universe materialized
Our human kinds historic span is just from nowhere fertilized
We read our past from battlefields, learn nothing from our reading
Forgetfulness is our shield - we know it is misleading

Lyrics, songwriting, vocals, all instruments played, editing, mixing and mastering by Lucas Schleweis.

(c) 2023 by Blackthorn Blossom

Roaring River

Undine is one the ancient water spirits, being the invisible, spiritual counterparts of visible nature. We follow the water spirit being born in the well down to the sea.

Lyrics, songwriting, vocals, all instruments played, editing, mixing and mastering by Lucas Schleweis.

(c) 2023 by Blackthorn Blossom

Water Spirit

It is this girl that never came out of your mind for many years and she always stepped into other friendships. Time to forget.

Lyrics, songwriting, vocals, guitars, bass, editing and mixing by Lucas Schleweis.

(c) 2023 by Blackthorn Blossom

Delta Blues

We're on our way to Mars - this will be a real challenge. But at least we have the song for it.

Lyrics, songwriting, vocals, guitars, bass, editing and mixing by Lucas Schleweis.

(c) 2023 by Blackthorn Blossom

On Mars

Gila Monster

Dragon

Oh, let me tell you the tale of creation
Where truth meets myth, in sweet frustration
So there be light that drives the night away
In seven days, the world came to stay.

Lyrics, songwriting, vocals, guitars, bass, keyboards, editing and mixing by Lucas Schleweis.

(c) 2023 by Blackthorn Blossom

So there be Light

all instruments played and all voices sung by me, recorded and produced by me in me home studio on Logic Pro

Love hurts, love scars
Love wounds and marks
Any heart
Not tough 
or strong 
enough
To take a lot of pain, 
take a lot of pain
Love is like a cloud
Holds a lot of rain
Love hurts
Ooh, ooh, love hurts

I'm old, 
I know, 
but even so
I know a thing 
or two
I learned 
from you
I really learned a lot, 
I really learned a lot
Love is like a flame
It burns you when it's hot
Love hurts
Ooh, ooh, love hurts

Some fools think of happiness
Oh Blissfulness, togetherness
Some fools fool themselves, I guess
They're not fooling me

I know it isn't true
I know it isn't true
Love is just a lie
Made to make you blue
Love hurts
Ooh, ooh, love hurts
Ooh, ooh, ……..  

Solo

I know it isn't true
I know it isn't true
Love is just a lie
Made to make you blue
Love hurts
Ooh, ooh, love hurts
Ooh, ooh, love hurts
Ooh, ooh...

Love Hurts

Love hurts

all instruments played by me, all voices sung by me, recorded and produced by me in my home studio on Logic Pro 

Could you see the aisles of women?
Could you see them screaming and weeping?

Could you see the storm rising?
Could you see the guy who was driving?

Could you climb higher and higher?
Could you climb right over the top?

Why does a multi-millionaire
Fill up his home with priceless junk?

The wind is whistling
The wind is whistling
Through the house

Elvis, are you out there somewhere
Looking like a happy man?

In the snow with Rosebud
And king of the mountain

Another Hollywood waitress
Is telling us she's having your baby

And there's a rumour that you're on ice
And you will rise again someday

And that there's a photograph
Where you're dancing on your grave

The wind is whistling
The wind is whistling
Through the house

The wind is whistling
The wind is whistling
Through the house

Elvis, are you out there somewhere
Looking like a happy man?

In the snow with Rosebud
And king of the mountain

Elvis, are you out there somewhere
Looking like a happy man?

In the snow with Rosebud
And king of the mountain

(Whoa) 
The wind, it blows
The wind, it blows the door is closed
The wind, it blows
The wind, it blows the door is closed

The wind is whistling
The wind is whistling
Through the house

of the mountain

King

You get a shiver in the dark, it's raining in the park, but meantime
South of the river, you stop and you hold everything
A band is blowing Dixie, double-four time
You feel alright when you hear that music ring

Well, now you step inside, but you don't see too many faces
Coming in out of the rain to hear the jazz go down

Competition in other places
Ah, but the horns, they blowing that sound

Way on down south
Way on down south, London town

You check out Guitar George, he knows all the chords
Mind, he's strictly rhythm, he doesn't want to make it cry or sing

Well an old guitar is all he can afford
When he gets up under the lights to play his thing

And Harry doesn't mind if he doesn't make the scene
He's got a daytime job, he's doing alright

He can play the honky-tonk like anything
Saving it up for Friday night

With the Sultans
With the Sultans of Swing

Sultans of Swing

We're the Sultans of Swing

own composition, all instruments played by me, all voices by me, Text & Composition done by me, recorded and produced by me in my home studio on Logic Pro

Through endless nights, we questioned all,
Each answer felt so far, and felt so small.
But in the end, a light appeared, a truth beyond what we had feared.
Through endless nights we start to fall 

Through quiet days, we searched for signs,
Each clue we found was wrapped in lines.
But in the end, we saw it clear, a path ahead despite the fear.
Through quiet days, we crossed those lines

We’re pushing past the edge of reason,
Where thought meets our very heart’s own season,
Beyond the doubt, we’ll find a way,
Where reason fades, love will stay

These are our limits of reason.

Our Limits of Reason
Our Limits of Reason 	

In the silence, where thoughts collide,
We learn to trust the ebbing tide.
A fragile thread, but strong enough,
To hold our doubts, to call it love

To call it Love
To call it Love
To call it Love

Through endless doubts, we questioned fate,
Each turn we took, it always felt too late.
But in the end, a door appeared, one that we thought would stay so sealed.
Through endless doubts, we changed our fate

Through fleeting dreams, we found our voice,
Each fragile step became our very first choice.
And in the end, the truth revealed,
A strength we held, a love we sealed.
Through fleeting dreams, we found our choice.

We’re pushing past the edge of reason,
Where thought meets our very heart’s own season,
Beyond the doubt, we’ll find a way,
Where reason fades, love will stay.

These are our limits of reason.

Our Limits of Reason
Our Limits of Reason

Our Limits of Reason

Endless Loop

all instruments played, all voices sung by me, recorded and produced by me in my home studio on LogicPro 

Just a castaway, an island lost at sea, oh
Another lonely day with no one here but me, oh
More loneliness than any man could bear
Rescue me before I fall into despair, oh

I'll send an S.O.S to the world
I'll send an S.O.S to the world
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
Message in a bottle, yeah
Message in a bottle, yeah

A year has passed since I wrote my note
I should have known this right from the start
Only hope can keep me together
Love can mend your life or love can break your heart

I'll send an S.O.S to the world
I'll send an S.O.S to the world
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
Message in a bottle, yeah
Message in a bottle, yeah

Walked out this morning, I don't believe what I saw
Hundred billion bottles washed up on the shore
Seems I'm not alone at being alone
Hundred billion castaways, looking for a home

I'll send an S.O.S to the world
I'll send an S.O.S to the world
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
Message in a bottle, 
Message in a bottle, 

Sending out an S.O.S
Sending out an S.O.S
Sending out an S.O.S
Sending out an S.O.S
Sending out an S.O.S
Sending out an S.O.S
Sending out an S.O.S
Sending out 

Message in a bottle,
Message in a bottle


Message in a Bottle (LoFi)

all instruments played by me, sung by me, recorded and produced in my home studio on Logic Pro

I want God to come and take me home
'Cause I'm all alone in this crowd
Who are you to me? Who am I supposed to be?
Not exactly sure anymore
Where's this going to? Can I follow through?
Or just follow you for a while?

Does anyone ever get this right?
I feel no love

Ain't no confusion here, it is as I feared
The illusion that you feel is real
To be vulnerable is needed most of all
If you intend to truly fall apart

You think the worst of all is far behind
The vampire of time and memories has died
I survived. I speak, I breathe,
I'm incomplete
I'm alive - hooray!
You're wrong again
'Cause I feel no love

Does anyone ever get this right?
Does anyone ever get this right?
Does anyone ever get this right?
Does anyone ever get this right?
Does anyone ever get this right?
Cause I feel no love

I want God to come and take me home
'Cause I'm all alone in this crowd

On Mars

Blackthorn Blossom

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