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All The Craziness Of The World Is Going Away

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Cool down

Drive all night

Rainy day

I'm Next - Eddie G.

If there was a contest for worst song of the day,  this might have a chance.

Frank loved Chara
And Chara loved Frank
But when the doorbell rang,
Frank’s heart sank
His poor heart sank. 
And he ran upstairs
And started to quack. 

Chara was coming
Chara was coming for dinner
And she was thirty minutes early
And he hadn’t cooked one dish
Much less two. 
And he couldn’t stop flapping his arms
This was not the start of best date for two.

Frank loved Chara,
And Chara loved Frank
And Chara smiled
And Chara clapped
And she knocked on the door 
Waiting for Frank to open. 

But Frank was upstairs,
Locked in his room
Flapping his arms
Frank had quacked up
This was not Frank’s day. 
But Chara she just stayed. 

Chara was coming
Chara was coming for dinner
And Frank was flapping his arms upstairs
And there was not much they could do
Except have the worst start of a date for two. 

Frank loved Chara
And Chara loved Frank.

Frank Loved Chara

She’s an Alien
Song and Lyrics by Mike Krath

Verse 1

It’s been over a day,
She doesn’t laugh, she doesn’t play,
She sits still, she looks away,
She transmits to my thoughts, she enslaves my brain. 

Chorus

She’s an alien,
She’s possessed by an alien,
She doesn’t cook, she doesn’t clean,
She’s an alien...from Mars. 

Verse 2
It’s been over a week,
She doesn’t move, she doesn’t blink,
The whole place is starting to stink,
She’s got me on the edge, she’s making me think. 

Chorus

She’s an alien,
She’s possessed by an alien,
She doesn’t cook, she doesn’t clean,
She’s an alien...from Mars. 

Verse 3

It’s been over a year,
She doesn’t stir, she doesn’t hear,
Her skin turned blue and now it’s clear,
She’s never going to do my laundry, she’s never gonna cook my meals. 

Chorus

She’s an alien,
She’s possessed by an alien,
She doesn’t cook, she doesn’t clean,
She’s an alien...from Mars. 

Bridge

But Andromeda
It’s not a strain
To think it’s this
But then again 
It could simply be
Kepler-452b!

She's an Alien

TALK TO JESUS
music and lyrics by Mike Krath

I need someone to talk to,
Someone who hears what I say
Someone who listens when I speak
But who, who?


Not my mother,
She’s too busy,
Not my friends,
Only think of themselves
Not my cat,
She’s too lazy,
Not my father,
He is never around. 

Who, who do I go to?
Who, who do I go to?
Who, who do I go to?


Not my priest
He’s not a believer,
Not my brother,
He’s not always there,
Not my dog,
He doesn’t come when I call him,
Not my stylist,
He doesn’t know how to cut hair


Need to lay down
Need to lay down
Need to lay down
Need to lay down
Need to lay down
Need to lay down,
My soul. 

Lay it all down
Lay my soul down. 
Need to lay it all down
But who?
Who do I talk to?
8 billion people in this world
No one to talk to?
No one?
But…


Not my teacher,
He’s too academic
Not my sister,
She’s never off her phone,
Not my counselor 
He doesn’t know my name,
Not my coach
He never lets me play


Oh God,
Who do I call?
Who do I call
When no one listens?

I don’t want my life
To be a high school improv
A high school improv that 
Ends in (sound of gunfire)

Listen
Listen when I call
Who started this mess?
I didn’t ask to be here
I didn’t ask to be born

Give me someone to listen
Give me someone who understands me. 

Lay it down
Lay it down
Lay my soul down. 
Lay it…

Talk To Jesus

Bullet in My Gun
Lyrics and Music by Mike Krath

The toke I take can’t fill my hollow feeling
No matter how strong I hold it against my lungs,
The emptiness endures. 
But I laugh it off
Ha ha,
I can’t help it,
I’ve turned my emptiness into joy,
The gun by my pillow a joke
I lift it up and stare into its barrel
I smile at the bullet with my name. 
Ha ha. 

I fall to my knees,
I ask for pain,
I want trials
For a life of gain,
Bring down pain,
on bended knees
The tokes I take can’t fill
my parched soul,
Bring down pain
quench this thirsty soul

I’m tired of drugs that fry my brain,
Give me a wife to keep me sane.
And children that look up 
And call my name,
Free me with pain,
with strokes of pain,

Ohhh. Oh. I want to live again,
I want to live again
Just live again,
Please,
I just want to live
Again…

On my knees
With an empty bottle of pills,
I look under my bed for one last thrill,
I find one in the corner and pop it in my till
I fly upright,
face the window
Everything is out of sight
The birds outside are singing out my name,
The plants in my window are doing the same
And the bullet in my gun is rejoicing in its aim,
I’m turning normal now
I’m feeling normal now,
Everything is normal now,
It’s going to be a happy day. 
Hap-hap-happy, hap-hap-happy

It’s going to be a happy day.

Bullet in My Gun

I Have a Doll
Music and Lyrics by Mike Krath

I have a doll,
And I call her Boo. 
And when I pick her up,
It says booga,
And I say boo. 
I also have a pet snake that’s named Elizabeth,
And a bite from her assures a most horrible death,
Once in bed,
I had anxiety,
That Elizabeth would escape,
And make a lunge for me,
And I wouldn’t know what to do
Or how to flee. 

Now you think that I’ve gone mad,
But it’s not what you think,
And it makes me sad,
So maybe you could help,
With your sanity,
To help me redeem
Humanity.

First we begin with a cup of tea,
And one or two sugars, if you please,
And a crumpet or cucumber sandwich to munch,
Then an introduction to Elizabeth,
To bite you for lunch. 
Then you’ll fall,
And I’ll  get up and dance,
And pick up my doll and throw it by chance
And hope it hits you to make it say boo,
And I doubt you’ll be able to say booga,
That’s not what you do. 
That’s not what you do. 

Now this is a dream I once had,
That Lizabeth was swallowing Boo
To make me more mad,
And you came over in a cup of tea,
And you raised its sail
And we set out to sea. 

But Elizabeth won’t like it,
And will swim to our boat,
And our little excursion,
Will be breathless at most,
And Boo will our captain,
And you will be our liege,
And we’ll have a great time together,
In the middle of the sea.

I Have a Doll

A nostalgic reflection on love lost & the passing of time, Wait for Me features Anita's soft yet emotional vocal delivery, and is the follow-up to her debut solo single When the Lights Are Gone.

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Look for the light and you'll know I'm home

In the dawn of first light
The sun dance of daylight
Would you wait for me?

As the days dance wildly
And the winds bring memories
Spinning round my head
Would you wait for me?
Would you wait for me?

To come home
Look for the light and you'll know I'm home
To come home
To come home
Look for the light and you'll know I'm home
You'll see by the light when I am home

In the fading twilight
Where the days drift by
Would you wait for me?

Look for the light and you'll know I'm home

Wait for Me

1
Just one touch as He moves along,
Pushed and pressed by the jostling throng,
Just one touch and the weak was strong,
  Cured by the Healer divine.
 	Just one touch as He passes by,
He will list to the faintest cry.
Come and be cured while the Lord is nigh,
    Christ is the Healer divine.
2
Just one touch! and He makes me whole,
Speaks sweet peace to my sin-sick soul,
At His feet all my burdens roll,
  Cured by the Healer divine.
3
Just one touch! and the work is done,
I am cured by the blessed Son,
I will sing while the ages run,
  Cured by the Healer divine.
4
Just one touch! and He turns to me,
O the love in His eyes I see!
I am His for He hears my plea,
  Cured by the Healer divine.
5
Just one touch! by His mighty power
He can heal thee this very hour,
Thou canst hear though the tempests low’r,
  Cured by the Healer divine.

w/ JM & JP

H-759 Just One Touch (New Tune)

In 2020, I presented W.E. (Bill) Bartolotto with a trilogy of incomplete songs asking if he would be interested in helping me finish them.   Bill was quite enthusiastic and so we began the process of collaboration which I am sure most Soundclouders are familiar with.   2 years later we have managed to come up with this track..
	The concept is based on Jack Vance's 1963 novel “The Eyes of the Overworld” and is, more or less, a discussion, partly of the nature of reality, and partly, of the reality of human nature.
	While the concept and music is mine, the lyrics are the combined effort of the two of us.

Full credit belongs to:
   	W. E. Bartolotta:  	vocals
	Ken Minty:  		vocals and all instruments except percussion
	Mike Konopka:	percussion, sound engineer, arrangement, mix and master

Please check out Bill's SC site at  soundcloud.com/user-233624083

Lyrics:

Part 1:   Smolod Town
	where shall the overworld be found
	where shall all our dreams and promises touch ground
	even in our most wistful hour
	it is not wise to underestimate the power
	of gods that strive to be alive

	in Smolod town where marsh and tundra mix
	the huts are birds’ nests made of mud and sticks
	yet the folk walk proud, heads high, voices loud
	in Smolod town

	the village is the abode of squalid gnomes
	as unlovely, graceless as their homes
	yet fixed upon their eyes violet cusps disguise
	their poverty

	the vile stench of filth is everywhere
	it permeates the dark and clammy air
	yet the gnomes know not these spoils
	they conduct themselves as royals
	in Smolod town

 	
Part 2:   The Prince
	when the old one dies
		I shall wear the eyes of the overworld
	I’ll become a king
		I’ll have everything in the overworld
	on lotus fruit I’ll dine
		and drink the nectar wine of the overworld
	I’ll live just as I please in luxury and ease
		staring through the eyes of the overworld

	the lenses do not blind
		they project the mind to the overworld
	though my life’s been poor
		my senses know the lure of the overworld
	exquisitely divine, 
		all pleasures shall be mine in the overworld
	the quintessential scheme of paradise I’ll dream
		staring through the eyes of the overworld

	I’ve worked the barren soil,
		for fourty years I’ve toiled in the normal world
	thus I’ve earned the right
		to taste all the delights of the overworld
	I want to die like this:
		by surfeit of bliss in the overworld
	a prince ‘mongst princely peers to spend my final years
		staring through the eyes of the overworld


Part 3:   Wistful Hours
	where shall the overworld be found
	where do all our dreams and promises touch ground
	even in our most wistful hour
	it isn't wise to underestimate the power
	of gods that strive to be alive

	do you believe
	do you ponder and seek
	do you work endlessly
	to see through the overworld’s eyes

Eyes of the Overworld

Eyes Of The Overworld

You love conversation on a lazy afternoon
Science Fiction movies, 1960's folk and breaking the rules
You love to keep me waiting, love the way I keep it cool
And you love the girls who don't love you
So I'll make sure I never do

I love the nights we spend out hiding in your room
Wake up in the morning sharing stories, where we travelled to
And you never seem to be there, but I never tell the truth
Cuz you love the girls who don't love you
So I'll make sure I never do

You're a captor by nature, I'm a closet confessor
And I know better than to believe I might change your mind
"Always and forever," you like the idea
But you love the way I don't love you
So I'll make sure
I'll make sure

I Never Do (voice memo July 2021)

Uilleann Pipes.(sekkepipe),  Whistle and Accordion : Phil Dale https://soundcloud.com/philleann
Piano , Cover design by Debra:  Debra Buesking https://soundcloud.com/debra_buesking
Vocal: Oddrun Eikli
I warmly thank Phil and Debra for this collaboration.
Like most people, I have heard this song many times, read the poem.
 But now I understand the depth of this poem, so sore and fragile. 
Thank you from heart Debra and Phil,  two wonderful musicians. A JOY.

If you need one poem for regrets in your life, then it must be this poem. 

Down by the Salley Gardens was written by W B Yeats (1889), who is generally known as one of Ireland’s greatest poets.

    Down by the salley gardens my love and I did meet;
    She passed the salley gardens with little snow-white feet.
    She bid me take love easy, as the leaves grow on the tree;
    But I, being young and foolish, with her would not agree.

    In a field by the river my love and I did stand,
    And on my leaning shoulder she laid her snow-white hand.
    She bid me take life easy, as the grass grows on the weirs;
    But I was young and foolish, and now am full of tears.

 Yeats published the poem in his collection, The Wanderings of Oisin and Other Poems in 1889. 
In a note on the poem, he said that he was trying to reconstruct an old song he had heard being sung by a woman in the village of Ballisodare in Sligo.

Down by the Salley Gardens was written as a poem and remained that way until 1909 when Herbert Hughes set it to music using the old Irish melody, The Maids of Mourne Shore.

Salley Gardens. Debra Buesking. Philleann. Oddrun Eikli.

My Wonderful Dream
Music and Lyrics by Mike Krath

I once had a dream,
A dream, you know,
Where we held each other close,
And never let one another go
I had a dream 
Where we’d be side by side
And maybe, by chance,
One day you’d be my bride.

Some dreams,
they just come and go,
big ones, small ones,
Even the ones we hold on to so
They grow old, they become trivial, 
but some can’t let go. 

From something mundane
To something glorious. 
That’s what those dreams are for,
That’s what those dreams are for,
The dreams we had when young
When were both reaching for the stars,
Those were wonderful dreams,
Those were wonderful dreams,

And then the day came,
When you let your dreams be mine,
And you stood and held my hand,
And you said I’ll never leave you behind.

And if there are dreams,
you can’t seem to impress,
I’ll take those dreams,
And I’ll give them my best. 

Dreams come and go 
But one dream was meant to be so,
You never left that dream behind,
You never let that dream to die,
When you promised to follow me to the earth and back,
You became my dream,
My only dream I’d never lack,

You are, you always will be, the embodiment of that dream,
You are my dream,
You’re the only dream I’ve ever had,
My dream. My dream
My wonderful dream. 
Dreams come and go 
But you’re that dream that was to be so,
My dream. My dream
My wonderful dream.  


So here’s to you my dream woman,
May I never find a dream without your dreams at my side,
My dream girl, my dream woman,
My dream. My dream
My wonderful dream. 
Dreams come and go 
But you’re that dream that was to be so,
My dream. My dream
My wonderful dream. 

I love you my dream woman,

May we keep dreaming for many more years to come.

My Wonderful Dream

Here We Are Once Again(Scraggly Voice Version)
Music and Lyrics by Mike Krath

Verse 1

Well…here we are once again,
Alone in this cafe,
The place we began as friends,
All on a sunny day. 
While everyone else sat outside,
Watching the world go by,
We sat and fell in love,
Thanks to the Lord on high. 

Chorus 
Here we are once again,
At the table where it all began,
Eating food and enjoying life,
And with you … my wife. 

Verse 2

Do you hear the birds outside
Chirping loudly above?
What was passed down from years ago
When we first confessed our love
Overheard when we were young,
And now repeated from the beaks of doves,
Can you hear them? It’s easy. 
They’re all singing our song. 

Chorus 
Here we are once again,
At the table where it all began,
Eating food and enjoying life,
And the desert … you … my wife. 

Verse 3

Oh…I can’t think of anywhere else,
I’d rather be,
Than with the memories of you and I here,
Having our first cup of tea. 
And to cherish this very moment,
With the woman I adore,
Nothing could make me any happier,
Or to want anything more.

Here We Are Once Again

You lift Me Up
Music and Lyrics by Mike Krath

Here I am sitting,
With the men of this town,
They want to know what’s so special,
That makes me want you around.
And I tell them once again,
What I’ve told them as my friends,
Many times as has arisen,
Of all the women I have known,
And I’ve known many as been told,
You’re the only one if they listen.

You lift me up when I am down
You lift me up to solid ground,
You lift me up to a proper place,
You lift me up when all else fails,
You lift me up when all is despair,
You lift me up to your strong embrace.

You lift me up when am not sound,
You lift me up when I’m the clown,
You lift me up to not lose face,
You lift me up when I don’t care,
You lift me up from my chair,
You lift me up to save me from disgrace.

You lift me up,
You lift me up,
You lift me up,
All day.
You lift me up,
You lift me up,
You lift me up,
Is all I can say.

So when I sit at the gates,
Your love has turned away all hate,
And all I can hear is your praise,
And when it comes my turn to speak,
I stand and tell them what they seek,
You lift me up all day.
And when night falls,
You’re right there with me in the hall,
To cast away all of my pains.

You lift me up,
You lift me up,
You lift me up,
All day.
You lift me up,
You lift me up,
You lift me up,
Is all I can say.

You lift me up when all is black,
You lift me up when I have lack,
You lift me up, don’t turn back…

You lift me up,
You lift me up,
You lift me up,
All day.
You lift me up,
You lift me up,
You lift me up,
Is all I can say.

You Lift Me Up (All Day)

Take Me Back Tonight
Music and Lyrics by Mike Krath

Take me back 
To where it all began,
To that moment in time,
When we first became friends,
When our dreams were real,
And our fantasies, too
And you understood me,
When I said I love you.

Take me back tonight,
To where it all began,
Back to those moments,
We thought would never end.

Take me back,
As only you can do,
To that moment in time,
When I said I love you.
When our parents were alive,
And most of our friends, too.
When we would sneak away,
To make our love a new.

Let’s go back tonight,
To where it all began,
Back to those moments
We thought would never end.

Take Me Back Tonight

All Over the World
Music and Lyrics by Mike Krath

All over the world, 
All over the world, 
People crying,
People dying,
All over this world.

See the mother lying there,
See the crying baby by her side,
What the world fails to give,
The woman never receives,
Though they keep crying and dying,
No one sees.

All over this world,
All over the world,
People crying,
People dying,
All over the world.

All over the world,
All over the world,
People crying,
People dying,
All over the world.

All Over the World

Antonio Bazzini: Dance Of The Goblins ( (La Ronde des Lutins), Scherzo fantastique, Op. 25. Transcribed for  2 Pianos, rand eproduced & recorded by VV Oct.29, 2023 on a slightly modified seq., sequenced by Anonymous,
on a modeled Blüthner Model 1 grand, revoiced, reconfigured, and the rec. setup made by VV.

Photo: Antonio Bazzini  (11 March 1818 – 10 February 1897) was an Italian violinist, composer and teacher. As a composer, his most enduring work is his chamber music, which earned him a central place in the Italian instrumental renaissance of the 19th century. However, his success as a composer was overshadowed by his reputation as one of the finest concert violinists of the nineteenth century. He also contributed to a portion of Messa per Rossini, specifically the first section of II. Sequentia, Dies Irae. (Wikipedia)

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Bazzini: Dance Of The Goblins

Antonio Bazzini: Dance Of The Goblins  Transcription for two pianos

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Grainger: Children's March 'Over the Hills And Far Away'. Percy Grainger & Lotta Hough 1920 on Duo-Art 6368.
Recorded in 2016, and the rec. updated Nov 24, 2017and Feb 22, 2023 by VViljanen (by permission)from playback of digitally simulated reconstructed original reproducing piano roll, using a modelled Grand Blüthner modified by VVV
Photo: Percy Grainger (1882-1961)
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Basic info* of the original piano roll:
CHILDREN'S MARCH: Over the Hills And Far Away (arrangement for Two Pianos)
Roll Number: 6368, 6368-5
Composer/Creator: Grainger
Pianist: Grainger, Hough
Roll System: Duo-Art
Country: US
Date: December, 1920
Category: popular, salon
Original Price: $3.25 (Price after 1922)
*Info source: The Piano Player Group web page (by permission)

Grainger: Children's March, Percy Grainger & Lotta Hough in 1920, on Duo-Art 6368

A live recording from 2000. Sorry about the bad sound quality.

Enchanted Forest (Robin Hood)

Opening/excerpt  (Robin Hood)

Polla: Dancing Tambourine. Milton Delcamp 1927 on Ampico 68361.
Recorded 21 Nov 2017** by VViljanen (by permission)from the digitized copy of the original reproducing piano roll.
Photo: Dancing Tambourine sheet music 
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Basic info* of the original piano roll:
DANCING TAMBOURINE Fox-Trot E flat
Roll Number: 68361, 68361F
Composer/Creator: Ponce, Polla
Pianist: Delcamp
Roll System: Ampico
Country: US
Date: November, 1927
Category: dance, popular
Original Price: $1.50
Notes: Assisted
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Polla: Dancing Tambourine. Milton Delcamp 1927 on Ampico 68361

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.