Nice progression, well produced. Entertaining

Sweet valleys you were magic
Running water, undying memories turn tragic
Peaks of mountains, might and valor
Trigger landslides, avalanches, doesn't get much louder

Sweet valleys you were playful
Scent of pine trees, wanderlust becomes fatal
Peaks of mountains, fearless and true
Buildings toppled, people panicked, all sanity withdrew

I'm not made to crumble with the ground underneath
I'm not made to be afraid to dream while I'm asleep
I'm not made for lasting weeping and the gnashing of teeth

And as the flower blooms,
We leave our graves,
And turn our back on our tombs

Palace of Dreams EP

Sweet Valleys

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If (…In The End)

If we could walk their miles 
of sadness
recover from our files
of madness

If we could read their lines
with kindness
Get rid of all our signs
of blindness

In the end...

If we could live their days
in darkness
Remove our crippled ways
of smartness

If we could meet their eyes
with passion
Surrender all our lies
and trash´em

In the end...

Sadness
Madness

If (...In The End)

Over the Horizon

Paradise Lost © Chris Wiggs 16.02.18
Artwork  © Chris Wiggs 16.02.18
Paradise Lost
V1
What it takes for modern life, home, a job, a child, a wife
Morning sun and evening habit, just can’t work when there’s no planet
Take away the rocks and trees, take away the sky and seas
And if these are just ideas, then what use our burnt-out sphere
V2
Float off in to outer space, we can all meet face to face
Marvel at the moon and stars, what you know soon falls apart
Wonder as you look around, there’s no sky and there’s no ground
Take your time, you don’t know when or if you’re going home again
Chorus
Paradise lost, paradise lost
V3
The universe, its’ deadly dance, while it holds us deep entranced
Doesn’t have a place to stay, least not in this life today
Maybe it could just be worth, keep this rock, the one called Earth,
Spinning for a while or more, nothing else would please me more 
Chorus
Paradise lost, paradise lost, paradise lost

Paradise Lost

Lady of the Lake

Rue Montorgueil, un quartier vraiment sympa !

Je sors de la bouche de métro,
les Halles, station apnéee avant d'ouvrir les nazaux,

Ah la canopée, ce grand vaissseau qui prend l'eau,

Tiens le kiosque à journaux a disparu,
je me souviens plus la dernière fois que j'l'ai vu,
les premières mains tendues,
les habitués d'abord toujours un peu perdus,

je descends l'escalier vue sur la belle Sainte Estache, 
aujourd'hui ciel bleu sans la moindre tâche,
Dommage qu'elle me tourne le dos,
ça mérite quand même la photo!

Je remonte rue Montorgueil,
aïe pour mon porte-feuilles,
Je tombe Chez Charles,
et ces chocolats démoniaques,
depuis le temps que j'en parle, 
qu'ça donne la niaque,

ainsi va la vie,
dans le vieux paris,
ainsi va l'envie,
sans le moindre oubli

Et là on alpague le passant,
d'un côté le falafel du liban,
de l'autre la pizza truffée, 
servie à la bouchée,

Je progresse lentement,
jusqu'à l'Escargot,
il ressemble vraiment
à un corbillard ce resto,

C'est le Shangai-Paris putain huit mile bornes,
Les chinois faut vraiment qu'ils les aiment de ces p'tites bêtes à cornes,

Je presse le pas jusqu'à chez Sthorer,
trop de monde, c'est pas la bonne heure,
J'ai les crocs ça m'a ouvert l'appétit,
rien dans le ventre depuis que j'ai quitté l'lit,

ainsi va la vie,
dans le vieux paris,
ainsi va l'envie,
sans le moindre oubli

Totalemnt indécis,
de tout j'ai envie, 
je mange thaï ou je vais chez Johana,
de son fish and chips j'en suis devenu fana,

comme d'hab, je me fais plaisir,
j'vais m'chercher un elixir,
petite halte au repaire de Bacchus,
même si j'ai pas les moyens de me payer un chateau petrus,

ainsi va la vie,
dans le vieux paris,
ainsi va l'envie,
sans le moindre oubli

Rue Montorgueil

Hear my gitar
playing on a lonesome tune
Feels like a scar
all I know is now I’m blue
I want you so bad
you’re the only one I wish I had
Alone like a shooting star
Naked as I am without you

I want you so bad
you’re the universe I never had
Alone like a shooting star
Naked as I am without you

Japanese Blue - Master

Japanese Blue

Simple sounds of lonely hearts are playing in my band, hope you like what you hear. New songs just recorded and uploaded called "Sunshine or Rain", "Japanese Blue" and  "If (...In The End)".
Maybe has for the past few years recorded songs at home and released them here on different sites on Internet. Five of them you will find on the imaginary albums SO SPOKE THE OLD MAND and ACOUSTIC SHORT STORIES. Maybe´s history prior to this: Released the last album called SONGS FROM A LIVING ROOM, in 2006. This was the third album since the debut called MAYBE. The album was recorded in a living room in Oslo, Norway and contains 12 songs, all composed by maybe me. Some of the songs you can hear right here on myspace. The rest of the songs you can download at www.maybemusic.net. And if you feel like it, listen to the two previous maybe albums on the same site; The debut double album MAYBE and the second album called ENVELOPE OF TIME. A few of the songs from those albums have been uploaded as well here on maybe's myspace. songs are playing in my world of questioning and indecision - new songs are coming up soon. cheers, maybe me.

If (...In The End)

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