so touching and a wonderful musical dedication !

A reflective composition. Coming from pure and sincere feelings. The vocals wholeheartedly express the fleeting existence. Truly a great work. Perfect harmony. Sublime production.

Im overwhelmed by this story and how you deal with it... ❤️

Great way to express your feelings to a loved one. I can relate all too good... Love Terry's voice.

Wonderful tribute...Superb collab and production!!!🔥🔥🔥

It's a song that touches the heart deeply.

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Voice of the nation

COtu: Production, Synths, Guitars
Mastered To Analog Tape by Marc Felish

Antidote

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Hello my friends..!! Hope everything is great with all of you..??
Here comes a new version of a song from me (Robert Lillemäe) & Sabrina (Sabina Larsson) This time we decided to continue our journey with a Trance & Edm & Dance song in 139 Bpm..

Take Me Up (Dance Version 2025) - Sabrina & Lillemäe

Hello my friends..!! Hope everything is great with all of you..??
Here comes a new special song from me Robert & Sabrina. 
"Dance All Night"... Hope you will like this new song from us. Dancing the night away 2025... 128 Bpm...

Dance All Night 2025 - Lillemäe & Sabrina

zombie

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(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Vocal
Gary Reeves: Toms
Hans Albers: All other instruments, Arrangement & Production

Photo of Max from The Albers' Archive

What to say about Maximilian?
There are so many things to be told: a lifetime of 24 years, full of special moments, joys, fears, sorrows, worries, hopes, dreams, ups, downs, progress, regress, searching, finding, winning, losing, restlessness, peace...
His life had begun with an extremely difficult birth, almost as if the world didn’t want him. They told us he had a life-threatening infection, there were probably holes in his lungs and he obviously had no kidneys. In total, his chances of surviving were exceedingly slim. However, after endless weeks of both despair and hope, he overcame the infection, the diagnosis of holes in his lungs turned out to be totally wrong and they even discovered a kidney.  Just one maybe but at least it worked perfectly.  His journey into existence had begun.
As he grew, so did the never-ending nightmare of problems, challenges and battles, until we began to wonder what could possibly happen next.  Through it all, Max took every opportunity to accumulate extreme experiences - never hiding, always   seeking.  For that, we loved him even more…and even more it broke our hearts that we couldn’t help him find what he was looking for.
But suddenly, as the Summer of 2011 dawned, his troubles seemed to merely fade away.  Was he just arriving in life, coming of age, finding his place in society?  To be honest, we hadn’t the faintest idea.  But it was abundantly clear that, having always been an underdog, that same unwelcoming world had simply started to like and respect him.  He began to realise his many talents, enjoying his job as never before, finally becoming something he had never been - happy.
Fast forward to the gorgeous Summer evening of June 28th, the eve of a 4-week vacation to which he had been looking forward so very much.  A smile on his face, he said he was in the mood to go jogging, something he loved. Sometimes, he ran and ran for ages.  He’d been gone about 3 hours, quite a long time even for him, so Carina called his phone and he answered, cheerfully telling her not to worry and assuring her he’d be home very soon.  Seconds after the call, out of the blue, he collapsed.  A pulmonary embolism.  They told us he died instantly. 
Max, we have no words for what happened, nor for the eternal gratitude we feel for every single second of your life.  We do know we will never stop loving you.”
(Hans & Carina Albers)

Small chance of survival, words from the first day
Stretching all emotions not a single which way
Asking whys and reasons, a chance to breathe long
Heartbreaking moments, hopes remained strong

Such a short distance, but a life running miles
Bring every sensation, fear to a million smiles
Experience not forgotten, continuous hug of care      
Born with fighting spirit, giving back more to share

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, never to forget

Every challenge building, inner muscles to be felt
Secret ways to be happy, never question hand dealt         
Complication of thinking to find a new sentence 
Pathways to friendships, dreams of acceptance

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, never to forget

A vision full of truth with strength to admire
Finding a hidden talent, past helping to aspire 
No journey of distance could prevent direction
A phone call assurance became last connection

It’s hard to find words, express feelings remaining 
Deep down inside shell, empty, sad, self-complaining 
But we will never forget our boy hero from birth
Brought love and kindness, past and future unblurred

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, will never forget
24 years of love…

MAXIMILIAN - CRIPPLE CLUB  (Please Read Description)

Have the number of a good friend on my phone though he’s no longer here still tempted to ring.  https://youtu.be/Emt8UtM0vsI

Jesus would not agree
But I don’t share his pedigree
I believe
When your gone 
You’re gone

Hades just takes the piss
No-one rows you across The Styx
I believe
When you’re gone
You’re gone

 I keep your number on my phone
Hoping that you prove me wrong  
But when I ring it no-one’s home
You’re gone
Gone
Gone

Jesus would not agree
But I don’t share his pedigree
I believe
When your gone 
You’re gone
I believe
When your gone 
You’re gone
I believe
When your gone 
You’re gone

The Atheist

The Atheist  (feat. Jonathan Beckenstein)

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A little bit of tropicana to warm up a cold damp UK afternoon!
Thank you always for your kind reposts plays and playlists!!!

Primavera

Lost In Dreams

■概要(overview)
自分の中の夏をイメージしました。
It was inspired by the summer inside me.

■歌詞
過ごした夏の数
まどろみの岸辺で
さざ波の記憶を
たどっているような気分
それは潮の綾

太陽を吸い込んだ
波の揺らめきが
瞼の裏で
揺れているずっと
寄せて返す幻

誰かが名前を呼んでいて
僕は浮かんでいるだけなのさ
時間が海に溶けはじめたころに
夏の風が冷たく感じて岸に向かった


モノクロームの夏
音の無い岸辺で
光の名残に
触れていたいような気分
夜が近い

波間に溶けていった
夏の幻が
瞼の裏で
僕を呼んでいる
その音で目を覚ます

誰かが波間に石を投げて  
小さな輪が広がっていった  
光と影をまといながら  
ちゃぷ　という音が胸に残った

いつまでもここにいたいな
浮かんでいたいよな
名前も忘れてしまったような
誰かに会いたいような

■Lyrics(google translate)
The number of summers I've spent
On the shore of my slumber
I feel like I'm tracing the memories of the ripples
It's the tides
The swaying of the waves that absorbed the sun
Swaying behind my eyelids
An illusion that keeps on ebbing and flowing
Someone is calling my name
I'm just floating
When time started to melt into the sea
The summer wind felt cold so I headed for the shore
Monochrome summer
On the silent shore
I feel like I want to touch the vestiges of light
Night is approaching
The illusion of summer that melted into the waves
I'm calling to me behind my eyelids
That sound wakes me up
Someone threw a stone into the waves
A small circle spread
Clad in light and shadow
The sound of splashing remained in my heart
I want to stay here forever
I want to float
I feel like I've forgotten my name
I want to meet someone

ちゃぷ(chapu)

lyrics

On some summer day
You'll be mine to stay
On some summer day

Then on winter nights
I will hold you tight
Mine, Mine

When the seasons matter no more
Matter no more
Matter no more
When the seasons matter no more
Matter no more
Matter no more

On some summer day
You'll be mine to stay
Some summer day
Then on winter nights
I'll hold you tight
Mine, Oh Mine

When the seasons matter no more
Matter no more
Matter no more

no more

when the seasons matter no more

Well hello… A new song, with a new instrument. A pawnshop Ukulele. Ha. What a fun instrument to play. Just had to. A few simple Uke chords, some acoustic guitar soloing, and a tale of sailing the ocean as a metaphor for life. And yes, lyrically I was talking with a seagull. And just so you know I have gotten really good at ‘talking’ with birds. I can click talk like a grackle, whisper whistle like a robin, whistle talk a curious melody like a chickadee, among others. Still working on my duck call. Ha… Years ago, I remember annoying some people at a party with this wooden duck call my buddy had. So maybe a future song about birds? And right outside my door there are some interesting avian dynamics between the grackles and robins nesting in the spruce trees. They argue every day, about territory and invasion of their personal space, but when danger appears, like a hawk or cat, they come together in unison to fend off the threat. In the natural biology of things, humans haven’t fallen too far from that spruce tree. Anyway, robins do not like the dark. They anxiously chatter with loud worry chirping amongst themselves at dusk, and create a chorus melody of happy song at dawn. With me being a late sleeper, their morning serenades can be quite bothersome at 4:30AM. A lesson for me though, as at times I am not so welcoming as I wakeup to another frenetic global morning. Anyway, birds and their enthusiastic singing far outpaces my own. Ha. There are many other birds here, but I will save that for another time. Hope you are well. Thanks for dropping by, Mark

Uke Chantey

"How will YOU choose to "spend" your life"

MONOPOLY MAN

Mountain Songs is a project dedicated to my brother Brian Reeves (aka Rocky Mountain, 1948–2012), an accomplished songwriter, guitarist and arranger.  He was the creative force behind so many of the songs on this page.  If you have time, please click for lyrics and track history. 
This is for you Bri, with love and thanks from us all.   We miss you. (Gary Reeves)

MAXIMILIAN - CRIPPLE CLUB (Please Read Description)

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