Mellow and hypnotic vibe to this track [via https://sc.repostexchange.com]

Nice dreamy piece with interesting instrumentation

The production of this is astounding. Love the uplifting vibes i get from this

Good guitar vibes takes me to the beatles 🔥🔥🔥🕺

SHADOWS

We do our songs together in 2014... was the first work we do together... The men behind the curtain... have fun

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a great collab With Jigs Tripping begium music and Gary Hayward Australia Lyrics and Vocals we met on soundcloud and the rest is history we will have our album out to download end of November enjoy life. Music sent to Australia Gary Hayward Lyrics and vocals recorded at Ramrod studios mixed and mastered by Herman Kovacs

Tranquilised © Copyright (COLLAB)Music Jigs Tripping,vocals and lyrics Gary Hayward

Tears Of A Child

This song is about having a special one in a million Relationship with your friends. That magical feeling knowing they will be there through the best and worst times makes life incredibly amazing.

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Mixing & Mastering and Producing: Dibs (Los Angeles).

Friends

I hope you can hear echoes of the late fifties rock music in this song. Buddy Holly with The Crickets and Cliff Richard with The Shadows were important early influences on my musical development, (to later be followed in the early to mid-sixties by The Beach Boys and The Beatles). 

The Way The Ball Bounces

Toxic love

over and over (prod rfm beats)

Down To the Wire
        
You know I’ve loved you
And would have loved you to the very end
I’ve taken no notice of you
With your so-called friend.
I ignored the pain you caused
You put our love on pause
Broke all the rules
                                                                               
You’ve taken our love
Right down to the wire.            
Tensions couldn’t get
Any tighter or any higher
                
You’ve gone and put out our fire
Dampened all desire
Taken our love to the wire
        
‘Cos you’re a mean operator 
Manipulator 
Man-eater 
Spit you out later        
Cold-hearted woman
You’ve taken our love down to the wire
 
You tried out every move, 
To disrupt my thinking and mood.
Invented tricks of your own
Made the chequered board your planning zone.
  
I was just a pawn in your complicated chess game   
Thought I’d broken your defence down 
But your checkmate left me
Nowhere else to go

There is no turning back for our love is lost now.       
No point in assessing the cost
Need to rebuild my self-esteem now
                                                    
I warned you not to cross the line
You just laughed, 
Said everything was fine
 
‘Cos you’re a mean operator 
Manipulator 
Man-eater 
Spit you out later.        
Cold-hearted woman
You’ve taken our love down to the wire.
           
You pushed the boundaries
Right down to the wire. 
Completely extinguished
What remained of our fire and desire,             
Only ashes now remain—a symbol of our pain
Only you can explain
                      
 ‘Cos you’re a mean operator 
Manipulator 
Man-eater 
Spit you out later       
Cold-hearted woman
You’ve taken it right down to the wire
   
Down to the wire
Down to the wire
Your checkmate 
Toppled me over the edge
Down to the wire

Lyrics by Bobby Lincoln, adapted by Phil Hawker

Down to the Wire

Who Tells Time
Lyrics and Music: Ron Wrolson
All Instrumentation, Arranngement, and Engineering: Ron Wrolson
Published by ZenSongs Music - ©2025

Out here on the edge of the universe, 
Drifting out of time, out of mind.
Nothing to report, no close encounters 
of any kind.
Just melancholic voices on the radio
from another lonely satellite.

There’s a time for every season.
There’s a time for every season.
There’s a time for every season under Heaven.

Who can find the time, when time 
goes here and there, nowhere too soon.
Too fast, the past
reminds us of what we’re not now.
Somehow, I feel the wind under,
under my wings.
In perpetual flight, tonight take me highover
to my birthplace in the stars.

I’m just biding my own time,
lost inside a rhyme.
Finding relativity in the midst of the sublime.
Light bends time, and time sends life.
But, who tells time when to fly, When to arrive,
And how will we survive, when no one ever gets out alive.

There’s a time for every season.
There’s a time for every season.
There’s a time for every season under Heaven.

Who can find the time, when time 
goes here and there, nowhere too soon.
Too fast, the past
reminds us of what we’re not now.
Somehow, I feel the wind under,
under my wings.
Perpetual flight, tonight take me highover
to my birthplace in the stars.

rw
4/18/25

Who Tells Time*

Pseudonym of Rod Ibanez. 
Mexican musician from Oaxaca State, composes, arranges, performs, is a irredeemable dreamer.

Pseudónimo de Roddy Ibanez músico oaxaqueño, compone, arregla, interpreta, soñador irredento.

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https://youtube.com/@menelic77

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