walking down the street 
going to the station
buy me a ticket to salvation
back home down to the basement
where no one stares
where no one  keeps me waiting
I’ll fly away from yesterday 
a kind of inner transportation
away from baby town

my baby knows that I will be back in time
to call some names off that little book of mine
one last time
one last time

brother, I won’t file for appeasement
it’s high time we disentangled
mother always tries to shut my engine down
now, that daddy’s gone
I took his best car out of the barn
I’ll ride away from yesterday
my inner kind of transportation
away from bradytown

my baby knows, that I’ll be back in time
to call some names off that little book of mine
one last time
one last time

Salvation

The black veil

Another redo of my songs.  When I'm finished with this new exploration, time to go back to grind of composing on my keyboard. 

Just Want to Rest This Head
Music and Lyrics: Mike Krath
artwork: hotpot.ai/art-generator
artificially enhanced using SUNO

Lyrics

I’m tired of waking up to read,
About people who used to be,
Who I grew up with 
you see,
And now have started their eternity.
People who’ve made their history,
As brief as that could be.

Here’s to the woman who gave me a chance
To see the beauty of this life's dance.
But now is only a memory,
Of what life was and still should be. 

I see them walking in the street,
The young making their new ends meet,
I once was there, but am still,
Watching it all through our window sill. 

What life was is no longer a thrill,
No longer a thrill.

I’m tired
And just want to rest this head,
Find a place to rest this head 
There’s not much left that can be said,
The light is dimming,
Time to leave. 
And I just want to sleep. 
Just rest my head.

Just Want to Rest This Head

A regretful song about not seeing a friend  in need.
Fake Leonard Cohen in a higher register

Lyrics:
Sara, I never knew
How this world was killing you
I was so fucking oblivious
You did what you had to do
You could worry about the labels
For labels, they can't be peeled off you
Oh put me
Into the diving bell
Sink me down below
Into your private hell
I'll scrap the bottom of the floor
For the secrets you just can't tell
Put me in your diving bell

There's fire in the fuselage
A bizarre entertainment?
I just can't watch
Put me
Into your diving bell
Sink me down below
Into your private hell
I'm a weak man
I just had to come up for fresh air
Put me in your diving bell

I never asked
How you wore your mask
With your ritual tasks 
Seen through your jewelers glass
Oh drop me down
Into the diving bell
Sink me down below
Into your private hell
Diving bell

Sara , I never knew...

The Diving Bell (For Sara)

Everything in Its Right Place (Radiohead cover)

Here is a little interlude for your enjoyment.

Interlude

Interlude No. 01

Produced, ReArranged, Mixed and Mastered By Kawa9

Created with Riffusion

(We Are) ONE NOW

un essai un peu "symphonique", mais le piano reste au cœur de l'ensemble (meilleure écoute au casque ou écouteurs)

au delà du fjord

Rusty Stone :   music  , guitar, banjo, mandolin, bass, lead and back. vocals, drum programming
Pee  Gee      :   lyrics
Single "Lucky Guy/Save the only World" will be soon digitally available at Galileo Music Communication, Germany !

First of all.. we did not win the Gema-songchallenge 2025, but we are free to present our contribution on SoundCloud and all other platforms..starting here..the  task was "Write a contemporary lyrics/anthem , close to the melody of "Auld Lang Syne"  comp./arr./music genre free to choose."
It was a real challenge for us but we gave it a try..as a lyricwriter I was always aware that whatever I tried I would never even come close to a epic line such as "We ll drink a cup of kindness yet " (Auld Lang Syne). 
Comments always welcome!
Comments of the Jury:
"We liked how the earthy blues feeling is transported."
"We liked the message of the lyrics; timeless and at the same time one of the most current topics of world events."
"We also liked the instrumental part: authentic and cinematic!"
Conclusion:" A topic that couldn´t be more current"   ...
 
Use headphones..it´s a demo!   GEMA reg. 04/2025

Save The Only World

If one for all and all for one stand tall and point the way
There is a chance to overcome all the borders of today
Come out of cover, raise your voice, no one should stand aside
We´ll save the only world we have . In good faith we shall unite
So go ahead and make a stand for life on land and sea
There is no other place to live, it´s a question of to be.
We walk together just as one, we rise, we shall not fall
We´ll fight the evil all around. We are backs against the wall.
We are ones , we turn the wheel, we´ll save the planet earth
We´ll fight for nature, fight for us, we´ll fight for what it´s worth....
So go ahead and raise your voice, no one should stand aside
We´ll save the only world we have. In good faith we shall unite!

Save The  Only World  (Auld Lang Syne) Rusty Stone Music

"PSICOPOMPO" è una canzone che esplora il tema della memoria, del passato e della transitorietà dell'esistenza. Attraverso immagini poetiche e simboliche, l'artista descrive un viaggio interiore in cui un'entità misteriosa, il "psicopompo", guida l'ascoltatore attraverso un labirinto di ricordi e riflessioni. La metafora del fiume della memoria rappresenta il flusso inarrestabile del tempo, che porta con sé segreti e misteri, mentre il protagonista cerca di fare pace con il proprio passato e di trovare la propria strada. La canzone invita a riflettere sulla natura effimera della vita e sull'idea che, alla fine, ogni esperienza e ogni errore possano condurre a una nuova forma di esistenza, oltre il velo dell'oblio. Con un tono contemplativo e vivace, "PSICOPOMPO" ci spinge a considerare il nostro posto nel grande schema dell'universo e il significato delle nostre memorie.

PSICOPOMPO

In un sogno, o realtà, non so!
ho visto una forma che si dissolveva nel nulla.
come una goccia d'acqua che cade.
nel fiume della memoria

Un uomo con un viso indefinito mi ha mostrato la strada
che conduce al luogo dove le anime si incontrano

Oh, psicopompo che sarà di me?
oh,  psicopompo che sarà del passato?
Il fiume della memoria che scorre dentro di me
porta con sé i segreti scorsi e i misteri di quello che verrà. 

Una divinità gentile mi ha parlato di un tempo
dove il tempo non esisteva e la fine era solo un'amnesìa

In questo labirinto di specchi dove ogni riflesso è una menzogna
cerco di trovare la mia strada, lasciando indietro i sbagli e la vergogna. 

Oh, psicopompo che sarà di me??
oh, psicopompo che sarà del passato ? 
Il fiume della memoria che scorre dentro di me
porta con sé i segreti scorsi e tutto quello che sarà 

E quando il fiume della memoria si getterà nel mare dell'oblio
io sarò già altrove in un'altra forma, in un altro tempo un altro io
dove la memoria non esisterà più

Oh, psicopompo che sarà di me?
oh, psicopompo che sarà del passato?
Il fiume della memoria che scorre dentro di me
porta con sé i segreti scorsi e i misteri di quello che verrà.

Psicopompo

(Verse 1)  
You said “forever,” I believed,  
Now forever’s what deceived.  
Your halo glowed, but turned to frost,  
In your light, I got lost.  

(Pre-Chorus)  
I tried to breathe your memory,  
But it froze inside of me.  

(Chorus)  
Cold halo — shine no more,  
You’re the love I can’t restore.  
Every dream turns black and blue,  
Since I fell for you.  

(Verse 2)  
Your touch was like a frozen spark,  
Lit my soul, then left it dark.  
I trace your ghost in every sound,  
But peace is never found.  

(Bridge)  
I’ll wear your light till I decay,  
Love’s the price I’ll pay.  

(Outro)  
Cold halo — fade to dust,  
You were heaven I can’t trust.  


Cold Halo

I’m a song-writer who enjoys creating music of any genre.

My son recently introduced me to A.I. and taught me how to do covers of my previously released non-A.I. music. Since I've never considered myself a performer (except playing with worship bands at church or solo-piano at a rehab center) using A.I. is right up my alley.

Since I've  exhausted using my previously released music for A.I. covers, I now compose music in a DAW, rip to a wave file, and make an A.I. cover of this wave file. I then write lyrics to the A.I. music. It takes around 100 A.I. iterations to complete the lyrics and get a style I'm happy with.  

Brief Bio: Lived more than a quarter of my life overseas (Egypt, Saudi Arabia, Turkiye, Italy, Japan, South Korea, and Taiwan). Each country gave me an appreciation for different types of music plus probably why I get bored easily in sticking with one genre or another.