Die Umrandung des Nichts

Never Tell the Man

tothm and andy - der flüsterer

The Black Night of the Spirit

The Black Night Of The Spirit

Virtual Array - Robert Grigg / Combstead

LYRICS (Lennon/McCartney)

Ah, look at all the lonely people.
Ah, look at all the lonely people.

Eleanor Rigby,
Picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been.
Lives in a dream.
Waits at the window.
Wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door.
Who is it for?

All the lonely people.
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people.
Where do they all belong?

Father McKenzie,
Writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear.
No one comes near.
Look at him working.
Darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there.
What does he care?

All the lonely people.
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people.
Where do they all belong?

Ah, look at all the lonely people.
Ah, look at all the lonely people.

Eleanor Rigby,
Died in the church and was buried along with her name.
Nobody came.
Father McKenzie,
Wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave.
No one was saved.

All the lonely people. (ah, look at all the lonely people)
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people. (ah, look at all the lonely people)
Where do they all belong?

Eleanor Rigby [The Beatles Cover]

A song about how I felt after losing my soulmate. 

Demon in my Background .mp3

Your hand is there when I need it
When I walk through the fire and rain
You take each step right beside me
Turning fear into something brave

Your eyes are there when I need to be seen
Telling me what I need to know
No judgment, just quiet understanding
A light that steadies as I go

Your arms are there when I stumble
Catching me before I fall
Wrapped around me, strong and certain
Like I never was lost at all

Your voice is there when I waver
When the silence feels too wide
Every word, a thread of comfort
Pulling me back to your side

Your lips are there when I want them
Soft as the hush of the night
No promises, no need for reasons
Just love that fits, just love that's right

Your heart is there when I need it
Beating slow against my own
Through every storm, through every season
It reminds me I'm never alone

Your shoulder waits when I need it
When the weight is too much to bear
You don't ask why, you don't question
You just let me know you're there

Your Shoulder

Electronic arrangements with added bass guitar and lyrics/vocals.

NIGHT AFTER NIGHT AFTER NIGHT
(Ronald Snyder)

WHEN I COME HOME MY DEAR
I AM GREETED BY YOUR SMILING FACE
YOU ALWAYS LEND ME YOUR EAR
LISTENING WITH SO MUCH GRACE

YOU TAKE CARE OF ME BABY
I NEVER HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT IT
I-KNOW-YOU-HAVE-
SOME-THING-TAST-Y

NIGHT AFTER NIGHT AFTER NIGHT
I WANT TO BE WITH YOU
OPEN YOUR ARMS IT FEELS SO RIGHT
THAT’S ALL WE NEED TO DO

YOU ALWAYS MAKE ME HAPPY
IT’S LIKE YOU ARE READING MY MIND
YOU KNOW WHEN TO BE SASSY
LET’S LEAVE THE WORLD BEHIND

IT’S GREAT TO BE IN TUNE
EVERY TIME WE ARE TOGETHER
I-KNOW-YOU-KNOW
WHAT MAKES-ME-HAP-PY

NIGHT AFTER NIGHT AFTER NIGHT
I WANT TO BE WITH YOU
OPEN YOUR ARMS IT FEELS SO RIGHT
THAT’S ALL WE NEED TO DO

-----------  GUITAR SOLO ------------------------

NIGHT AFTER NIGHT AFTER NIGHT
I WANT TO BE WITH YOU
OPEN YOUR ARMS IT FEELS SO RIGHT
--------------- PAUSE ----------------
NIGHT AFTER NIGHT AFTER NIGHT
I WANT TO BE WITH YOU



RON SNYDER - Night After Night After Night

The train

Bluebird, you will never reach the sky.
So keeping hidden, raise your voice up to the night.
I'll drink my whiskey, smoke my cigarettes till dawn.
The world is frozen, but this fireside is warm.

I was calling out.
I was falling out.
I was broken and bored.
I was reaching out.
I was hanging round.
I was waiting to soar.
Wanting more.
Wanting more.

Bluebird, you will never get away.
(Why would you even want to get away?)
You're only memories, all the rest will have to stay.
(Back in your cage where all the best birds stay)
Hidden only by the pretence that they care.
Like circles drifting from the centre to the air.

I was wondering out.
I was holding out.
I was broken and cold.
I was never round.
I was on the ground.
I was getting too old.
In the cold.
In the cold.

Wanting more.
Wanting more.

Bluebird, are you singing in my heart.
(Singing out from down within my heart)
They must've noticed, you were broken from the start.
(You were broken from the very start)
I'll keep on dreaming, won't you tell me what you saw?
(Just a little hint at what you saw)
When you left me, and I couldn't see no more.
(What am I to do? I can't see more)

Are you calling out?
Are you falling out?
Are you broken and bored?
Are you reaching out,
Are you hanging round?
Are you waiting to soar?
Wanting more.
Wanting more.

Well, you can run, but you can't hide.
There's no escape, from what's inside.
Well, we all live, and then we die.
Imagination helps you get on by. (x2)


Bluebird

Great vocals and a competent arrangement makes this a nice love song!

Oh I love you

Welcome to the Lab 💀 
Creator sound designer.
40 plus years in live sound reinforcement.
currently leveraging UAD and Logic Pro
we get by with some help from our friends.

Virtual Array - Robert Grigg / Combstead

COMBSTEAD

Recent comments

Rokschoon

ThoroughBrett

The Shamlanders

pcd555

Related tracks