Dream Pop Album #5: Weeping Willow Weep for Me

Tragic tale of love lost and depressed man finding solace in whiskey and blues, but with a dream pop flavor. Cool congas.

Whiskey Blues & You

When the sun comes up

Travelling musician has spent years on the road playing bars to "sodden ears that could not hear." He now misses his sweetie, so he's driving home to get "back in baby's arms..." He decided to take a pretty violinist home with him in the backseat. Not sure what "baby" will think about that...  

Back In Baby's Arms

Most people consider life a battle,
But it is not a battle,
It is a game.
 It is a game,
however, which cannot be played successfully
Without the knowledge of spiritual law

Game, Law; Game, Law
Game, Law; Game, Law

The old and the New Testaments
Give the rules of the game
With wonderful clrearness

What you gives, you will receive

Jesus Christ taught that
It was a great game of
Giving and Receiving

Whatsoever a man soweth
That shall he also reap

Soweth... reap...
Soweth... reap...

This means that whatever man
Sends out in word or
Deed, will return to him

What he gives, he will receive

If he gives hate
He will receive hate
If he gives love
He will receive love
If he gives criticism
He will receive criticism
If he lies
He will be lied to
If he cheats
He will be cheated

Give and receive
Sow and reap
Circle complete
Circle complete

We are thought also
That the imaging faculty plays
A leading part in the
Game of life.

This means that what man images
Sooner or later externalises
in his affairs

To play successfully
the game of life
We must train the imaging faculty

A person with an imaging faculty
Trained to image only good
Brings into his life
Every righteous desire of his heart

Health, wealth, love, friends
Perfect self expression
His highest ideals.

Game, Law
Sow and reap
Give and receive
Image the good
And it shall be
Game of Life
Sets spirit free

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The Game

Milky Vents

Man is crazy in love with woman so metaphorically says they can share a love asylum for two. Sounds nuts right...you'll have to listen to the song.

Asylum For Two

You're doing ninety in a forty-five
I'm gripping handles, staying quiet
White knuckles, closed eyes
But I'm still here
Yeah, I'm still here
And you're slowly losing control

And I don't know when to jump
I don't know when to stay
Just watching you self-destruct
Ain't getting in your way

I can't save you from this wreckage
But I can't look away
I'm just a passenger, baby
Riding shotgun to your pain
Hands tied, no brakes
High love, high stakes
Going down, going down
I'm just a passenger

You chase the high!
I chase you chasing
Round and round we go
I'm losing me
While you're losing you

And I don't know when to jump
I don't know when to stay
Just watching you self-destruct
Ain't getting in your way

I can't save you from this wreckage
But I can't look away
I'm just a passenger, baby
Riding shotgun to your pain
Hands tied, no brakes
High love, high stakes
Going down, going down

Oh, going down 
Going down
I can't save you from this wreckage
Can't save you from today
I'm just a passenger, baby
Ain't nothing more to say

And I'm
Going down with you
Going down, going down
Going down

I see the signs
You don't
I see the signs

Passenger

Lonely girl waits under a weeping willow tree for her lover who never arrives. Heart broken she asks the willow tree to cry for her. By morning the willow tree still stands but the young woman is gone, the willow knows about the power of the flowing waters nearby...have a listen.

Weeping Willow Weep for Me

One of 12 new Christmas songs on SoundCloud Christmas playlists 2025.  This is a song about wine and how it emerges from grapes to our tables and social gatherings. Wine has an incredibly long history. This song plays homage to that history and hopefully entertains you and your friends/family at social events this year. Following are the lyrics for those interested:

WINE DANCE

[verse]

Berries glisten at morning light, sheen of dew born of night
In warmth of sun growth's begun
Color shows green to red, even gold 
At first frost grapes part the vine, merging next as nectar wine..ooh...nectar wine

[chorus]

Raise a toast to lessons past, taste ambrosia from your glass
Naught but wine has held a place where people seek both mirth and grace
Lusty red to golden white the living liquid brings delight
To we hale people all well met,  better still when lips are wet. 

[verse]

Wine brings joy when friends unite, leaving long remembered nights
With ruby red, depths are plumbed and inhibitions oft succumb  
Wine spurs thoughts we’ve never thought, some worthwhile, some are not.

[chorus]

Raise a toast to lessons past, now sip ambrosia from your glass
Naught but wine has held a place as people seek both mirth and grace.
Lusty red to golden white the living liquid brings delight
Taste this gift that for a night sends woes and cares to misty flight…woes and cares take misty flight…cares take misty flight...

Wine Dance Happy Holidays

Man suffers break up with loved one and it's so bad that he decides to leave town...what better/faster way to leave than on an airplane...one with silver wings. Dreamy slow dream pop ballad, easy on the ears...I believe and a very strong vocal. Have a listen. Added bonus, the entire song lyrics follow below:

 [Verse]

Silver wings fly me away, can’t stay another day
Tell myself forget the past, flash of freedom never lasts
Tell my head it’s life anew, but in my heart there’s only you

[chorus]

Silver wings on you I fly, on your wings I say goodbye
To love I’ve lost forever more, to pale blue eyes I still adore
Your wings lift me to the sky, places only eagles fly
Where winds flow with grace caring not for time and space...(time and space...) 

[verse]

Silver wings take me away to a place with sunny days
Where memories disappear like jet trails in thin air
Where thoughts aren’t just of you, a place where life begins anew...(begins anew...)

[CHORUS]
Silver wings on you I fly, on your wings I say goodbye
To love I’ve lost forever more, to pale blue eyes I still adore
Your wings lift me to the sky, to places only eagles fly
Where winds flow with grace caring not for time and space (time and space...)

[verse]

Silver wings fly me away where sunrise brings another day
When all my thoughts aren’t just of you, a day when life begins anew, 
when life begins brand new…silver wings I fly with you...

Silver Wings

The Other Side of the Wall
The wall is gone, it was all over the news, but does it need to be on the news?
The person who recorded the wall is praised, but the person behind the wall is not.
Doubts swirled around the idea of what if the person who gave the credit was the one who built the wall?
uh uh  
And so, beneath the paint of an ideal where differences have disappeared, the wall of differences will grow stronger.
Even if it is destroyed, even if the rubble of the wall returns to the earth, the strengthened material may be recycled and continue to exist on the earth in a different form.
I wonder if I'm the only one who feels this way.
If not, then
The utmost praise from the other side of the wall
If that's the case
I want the utmost praise from the other side of the wall.
oh oh  oh
The Other Side of the Wall 
The Other Side of the Wall 
The Other Side of the Wall
The Other Side of the Wall

Wall 壁

🎵 SUGAR & SIN

---

INTRO

Sugar…
Sin…
Here we go again.


VERSE 1

Sweet on the outside, poison in the core,
Every time you knock, I open up the door.
You kiss like candy, talk like trouble,
Pull me in once and I’m seeing double.

You got that velvet-danger grin,
One look at me and I cave right in.
Baby, you’re no good — that’s the truth,
But hell if I can stay away from you.


---

PRE-CHORUS

I tell myself I’m done…
then you say my name again.
My halo hits the floor —
and I’m yours like I’ve always been.


---

CHORUS

You taste like sugar and sin,
I know you’re bad, but I let you in.
You’re trouble wrapped in a perfect skin,
Baby, I break — and you always win.

You taste like sugar and sin…
(I know, I know, I know…)
but I let you in.


---

VERSE 2

You call at midnight, ask me what I’m doing,
Baby, don’t pretend — we both know what’s brewing.
You say you’ve changed, I say I won’t fall,
But you breathe my name and I lose it all.

I swear I’m stronger, swear I’ve grown,
But you show up and I’m skin and bone.
Guess some lessons never stick,
When the poison tastes this sick.


---

PRE-CHORUS

I tell myself I’m fine…
but you’re under my skin again.
You pull me to the edge —
and I jump like it’s pretend.


---

CHORUS 

You taste like sugar and sin,
I know you’re bad, but I let you in.
You’re trouble wrapped in a perfect skin,
Baby, I break — and you always win.

You taste like sugar and sin…
(I know, I know, I know…)
but I let you in.


---

POST-CHORUS DROP

Mm-mm, sugar…
Mm-mm, sin…
Every time I swear I’m done,
you pull me back again.

---

BRIDGE 

I blame you,
then I blame myself.
Call it love,
but it feels like hell.

I want out —
but then you pull me in…
Guess angels fall
for a devil’s grin.

---

FINAL CHORUS

You taste like sugar and sin,
I know you’re bad, but I let you in.
My flaws, your fire — where do I begin?
Baby, I lose — just to let you win.

You taste like sugar and sin…
(I know, I know, I know…)
but I let you in.


---

OUTRO

Sugar…
Sin…
Here we go again.


SUGAR & SIN

Striving for what you want but what is the cost

The Trade

Let the children sing

American Soul is a journey through the heart of a modern cowboy—raw, reflective, and built on lived experience. Across nine tracks, the album blends gritty realism with emotional storytelling, capturing the quiet moments, heartbreaks, and hard-won strength that shape a man’s character.

It opens with “Cold Coffee Mornings,” a slow-burning reflection on routine and regret, before expanding into the dreamlike hope of “The Breath Between Stars.” Songs like “River Takes the Weight” and “Backroads Built My Heart” explore loss, memory, and the places that raised us, while “Porchlight Glow” brings warmth back into the darkness.

The middle of the record hits harder—“Dirt Road Revival” and “Iron In My Chest” pulse with grit, resilience, and the heavy bass of a life lived close to the edge. “Almost Had You” dives into heartbreak deep enough to leave a scar, while the finale, “Soul Fire Rising,” lifts the listener out of the ashes with a cinematic, powerful sense of rebirth.

From stripped-down acoustic moments to full-bodied, cinematic country crescendos, American Soul captures the dust, the quiet, the storms, and the resilience of a man carving meaning from a wild world—one song at a time.

The Breath Between Stars

MUSIC MADE IN CANADA: Music has been a large part of my life since my teen years when I started playing guitar. Used to play popular pop and country songs in bars, songs written by other artists but for past couple decades have focused entirely on writing and producing my own songs across a number of genres: pop, country, blues, and more recently dream pop and what I'm calling whiskey blues dream pop, a style that merges the two and that seems complimentary to my ear. I believe each style can sound good and give people pleasure: that's my goal in writing. Now I produce sounds featuring both male and female vocals as the lyrics dictate; variety is the spice of...well, you know. Thanks for listening.

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