enchanting - liking the landscape aspect of the sounds and melody.

@progrockdan-instrumentals: Very kind of you. Thank you!

hey Dek.. wow. this is beautiful! love it :) very nice feel to it. great melody aswell

LOST CAUSE
Up from Mission, just south from San Antone
The women and whiskey, always got me on the run
Love 'em and leave 'em, it's just who I am
It's better than always hearin' Ya fucked things up again!
A simple kind of life, for the simpler kind of man
With some grit and luck, you might see me again

I'm a lost cause, and it ain't about you
I'm a lost cause, for the things that I do

It don't make it better, I'm a God fearing man
I tell you I'm sorry, as i'm doin' it again
Mama said now child you gonna grow to be a man
I said I hear you mama, but you don't understand

I'm a lost cause, and it ain't about you
I'm a lost cause, for the things that I do.


I served my sentence, but I still stand accused
the judge and jury, have all been excused
I said now mama, can't look you in the eye
I stole a feather off, the bird of paradise

I'm a lost cause, and it ain't about you
I'm a lost cause, for the things that I do
I'm a lost cause, and I never blamed you
I'm a lost cause, for the things that I do.

Unforgiven

Lost Cause

Lonesome Pine

Banjo- Joe Kuras
acoustic guitars- Jason Roller
Congas- Craig Scott
songwriter, Bass guitar, and vocals- Toney Wright

Whiskey bottles empty
I been drunk since yesterday
lord I'm going crazy
since my woman went astray
lord I just don't know
what I'm gonna do
ain't never felt so sad oh lord
ain't never felt so blue

The howling of my ol' hound dog
that's the music I listen to
ol' dog, he won't run no rabbit
but, he sure can bark the blues
the wind joins in calling her name
through that lonesome pine
ain't never felt so blue oh lord
can't drink that woman off my mind

That lonesome pine seems like it's crying
as the morning brings the rain
and there ain't no use denying
that I'm the one to blame
lord, I just don't know
what's a broken man to do
ain't never felt so sad oh lord
ain't never felt so blue

Lonesome Pine (Feat. Banjo Joe)

The extracted and altered picture shows NATO razor wire in detail, source: Wikipedia


The Bulky Latch

in
(This is how we look like our borders)  (4)

1
Here it goes no further
Thanks to "strategic partnerships“
And with a lot of financial support
High fences
NATO barbed wire
And trenches
Detention centres
Uniforms and armament
Identification and
Exploitability checks
Exclusion, exclaves

ref
And sun and sand and waves
And sun and sand, waves

2
Onrushes
Distribution keys
Control of crowds and masses
By all means necessary
No more loopholes
Don’t talk about the rest
This is how we look like our borders (rep)
Exclusion, exclaves

ref 
And sun and sand and waves
And sun and sand, waves (2)

out
This strangeness in me
(just a part of the tragedy)
Oh there is a strangeness in me
(just a part of the tragedy)

The Bulky Latch

Black Sheep in the Night
songwriter- Toney Wright
drums-Craig Scott
acoustic guitars Jason Roller and Tony King
Bass guitar and vocals Toney Wright

Up in smoke, gone with the wind
once again, I'm on the losing end
when will this ol' fool ever learn
ramblin' down a lost highway
running away from yesterday
always taking the wrong turn

I'm just an ol' black sheep in the night
living on the wrong side of right
I've only me to blame, I suppose
this path I'm on is the path I chose
I'm just an ol' black sheep in the night

I spent two years on the lam
for some con I pulled down in Birmingham
they got me in a shot house in Arkansas
I was letting 'em win 'till they took the bait
when the stakes were raised, I drew an inside straight
shots rang out, in came the law

I'm just an ol' black sheep in the night
living on the wrong side of right
I've only me to blame, I suppose
this path I'm on is the path I chose
I'm just an ol' black sheep in the night

now here I am, old and gray
doing five to eight for my low-down ways
and now I've finally come to terms
If I knew then what I know now
I'd still fuck it all up some way some how`
seems this ol' fool never learned 

I'm just an ol' black sheep in the night
I never did do a damn thing right
has this always been my destiny
or is it Karma getting back at me
I'm just an ol' black sheep in the night

Black Sheep in the Night

Confessions of a Singer written by Dan Boyko

Oh Lord, I know I never bothered before
I was wrong, ‘cause I’ve sacrificed so much for so long
Yes I’ve tried, to be a better man inside
Though I’ve failed, and I know I’ve been more selfish than kind
I’m alright, I really could use a friend tonight

(Chorus)
And I let my demons out in the light
And I let  my demons out in the light
And I don’t know if I’m ready to fight
And I don’t know if I’m ready to fight

Oh Lord, I’ve only felt the dark hand of love
You know I would, Take back all those words if I could
In my mind, Honesty's a waste of time
In my eyes, it’s hard to tell the truth from the lies
I’m alright, I really could use a friend tonight


(Chorus)
And I let my demons out in the light
And I put my demons out in the light
And I don’t know if I’m ready to fight
And I don’t know if I’m ready to fight
And I let my demons out in the light
And I put my demons out in the light
And I don’t know if I’m ready to fight
And I don’t know if I’m ready to fight

I said I’m sorry yeah, for everything I said 
I said I'm sorry yeah, for everything I did 
I said I'm sorry yeah, for everything I do to you
I said I'm sorry yeah, especially to you
I said I'm sorry yeah, I'm sorry to you

Confession Of A Singer - Dan Boyko

OnTheEdgeOfTheWorld

Hey have you heard
That time is running out
And there leaves no doubt

To arms to arms
Man the stations heed the call
One and all

Enough with all the debate
The time’s for action
Before it’s too…

Oh can you see
We’re all standing on the edge
On the edge of the world

Solo

When the embers 
Of your dreams 
Lie smouldering 
At your feet 

Then will you see 
We’re all standing on the edge 
On the edge of the world 

Solo

Enough with all the debate
The time’s for action
Before it’s too…

Hey have you heard
That time is running out
And there leaves no doubt

When the embers 
Of your dreams 
Lie smouldering 
At your feet 

Then will you see
We’re all standing on the edge
On the edge of the world

On the edge of the world

OnTheEdgeOfTheWorld

Don't come after me

Lyrics~

Found you in my mind, emotional

Coming here from to from, I dunno

Wait a moments time and you'll be up

Wait a moments time and you'll be out

Chained to reality

May have another fee

I know one like you

Chained to reality

You may have another fee

I knew someone like you

Chained, nuthin' to gain, nuthin' to gain

Chained, nuthin' to gain, nuthin' to gain

Chained to reality

No gain

No gratuity

Chained to reality

Chained to reality (Live)

"Dan Boyko's powerful and evocative original, 'Modern Day Nursery Rhyme,' strikes a chord with its poignant message. With its acoustic beginning and a full-band arrangement that speaks to the struggles of contemporary life, this song captures the essence of a world where playgrounds have vanished, and childhood innocence is a distant memory. Dan Boyko's heartfelt lyrics and soulful delivery create a haunting and unforgettable musical experience. Join us on this lyrical journey through the remnants of an era long gone."

Modern Day Nursery Rhyme

Sunday Morning Blue
 
Bass guitar and songwriter Toney Wright
acoustic guitar Jason Roller
slide guitar Steve Hinson 
Drums Craig Scott
piano-John Jarvis

I woke up this morning with an aching head
last night's not to clear
I light a cigarette drag myself out of bed
have a bottle of beer

preacher man talking on the radio
speaking 'bout salvation and the fire down below
I feel so tattered and torn like a worn out shoe
Sunday morning blue

I once had a woman gentle and kind
but I left her behind
now I'm stuck in fast forward and I can't rewind
seems my destiny has been preassigned

I still think about her now and then
and if I stayed how things could have been
but I can't go back and I can't redo
Sunday morning blue

an old friend stops by and we get high
pass around my guitar
but he don't stay long he's gotta move on
like a hobo in a box car

now my soul is like a window with no view
my mind's like a mystery without a clue
so it ain't nothing new when I fade into
Sunday Morning blue

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