I Could've Stayed There- 2015 demo

Softly, cogs are turning
You should stop to see the view
Wait for one more second
See the rain come see the blue

Come the musk smell on the cusp of something new

Learning insides churning
That my dear can be subdued
See my eyes and warm your spine
Dear, feel your roots-sit still

Come the musk smell on the cusp of something new

Slowly I am swaying
Damp is drier, air is cool
Clouds are parting I am staying
See the green and see the blue

Close my eyes and dip my crown
Into a warming stream
Feel the sun rays, do not fear saying
You are deserving, all the same

The Cusp

Featuring Alex Goldberg on double bass.
Recorded and mixed by Koby Silverman.

Lyrics:

Back, behind the break
beneath the rolling waves
I shift above the sand
and find a place to land

It's here where I'll remain
to feel my soul contained
It's here where I will stay
my soul alone contained

Above my dangling hair
exists a world of air
it presses on the sea
upon the great ceiling

It's here where I will stare
inverted surface to tear
It's here where I'll return
my soul alone to learn

To rinse away the false
identities of separate selves
Oh, say you'll meet with me
behind the waves, beneath the sea

Beneath The Sea

This song was written and arranged by Luna Nunez for the Voz de La Clave (Latin Jazz) Ensemble of the University of Colorado Denver.
Recorded, mixed and mastered by Alex Rangel
Featuring: 
Peter Ellingson on keys
Gil Clark on lead guitar
Kyle Loeffler on bass
Colin Stevens and Zach Bulgarelli on percussion
Clara Grey-Stallings on harmony

Lyrics:
Oh, I'm a stream
Headed for the sea
And I'll be damned
As a beaver's dream

If I'll be slowed by anything
If I'll be slowed by anything

The way I run
Is water on stone
My canyons of love
They will be known

The water runs brown
But remains untainted
The mud, it is seperate
Illusory, painted

All is truly
Wholesome, holy
Embrace your purity
Forgive fully

You are a stream
And you are the sea
You can wear the veil
Or find its seams

You are a wave
And you are the sea
You're everything
That can be saved

So let us run
Like water on stone
Our canyons of love
Are already known
They're already known

Canyons

Say Something

Perplexed Cyclist

dewy daydream
a foggy casted light beam
to illuminate a thousand bugs
from here up to the sun

maybe lately
my tolerance is fading
for the thousand pounds i've carried on
from here up to the sun

oh i know i could've stayed there
for a little longer, just a minute longer
but instead i walk in circles
just wasting time, just wasting time