The intro reminds me of The Who, like how the strings come, beautiful solo section, cool track :)

Great song and great production Terry & Hans!

a toss up/one the rockN tops/turned on & up up up

Great sound - Really nice instrumentation and clear strong vocals :)

ahh synchronicities - mystifying but so exciting, I find! happens a lot in my life 😊 I love this song - totally relatable too (thank goodness for Alexa to remind me what day it is!) it has a wonderful vibe and the outro is genius! awesome track! 💛

I love this song. Its so smart and the chorus is stuck in my brain! Lovely, lively work

Love how you sing this over that tight, driving, relentless rhythm, Terry. Excellent song, full of feeling.

They wake you up,then lay you down
The part in between
Is just waiting around

The TV plays the same old shows
Groundhog day
From beginning to close

When your time is over And your picture's on that door
They won't need locks to keep you there
In room 54

The window shows the world outside
A million miles away 
From your bedside

When your time is over And your picture's on that door
They won't need locks to keep you there
In room 54

Your life's been lived and your time is done
The last great battle
Just can't be won

When your time is over And your picture's on that door
They won't need locks to keep you there
In room 54

Room 54

Bill Barek - Guitar
Petros - Drums
Thanos - Keys
Thanassis - Bass
Christos - Vocals, Lyrics

Breathing in a sea of violence,
Dealing with my fate with a consiouss eye,
Swimming by my anger to silence,
Its a stepping stone to what you shall live,
Met you in a day of weakness,
That i am alone with nothing to quest,
Give me now your only forgiveness,
Make me feel blessed that i found you now,
Swimming all my pain in your madness,
Swimming just above the thought of your hopes,
Playing all around with your sadness,
Can't you feel in this role that am not alone ,
Travelling in your sea of badness,
Shore to shore sacred by my holy oath,
Do you want to feel my godness,
Do you want to feel my breath in your core.

Enjoy One Breath!!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ymr3uownIEY

ONE BREATH (Lyrics on Description)

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Vocals
Hans Albers: All instruments, arrangement and production.

Einstein determined that time is relative and that the rate at which it passes depends on your frame of reference.  Now I’m not saying that I’m much of a scholar of his work but what I do know is that when the Covid pandemic was at it’s height and we were all confined to our homes, many of those that I spoke to didn’t even know where in the week we were, let alone the time of day, so yer man Einstein probably had a point.

This song was written long before the pandemic surfaced and came during telephone and email conversations I had with my two fellow Cripple Club garage band members, Gary and Hans . For example, I was chatting to Gal one day when he said “You know, I just can’t get the hang of time, these days.  Weeks seem to just merge into each other”. 

On the very same day, Hans sent me an email in which he stated "I’m really struggling to get the hang of time at the moment…” As someone who spends much of his time at home anyway, the two ‘hang of time’ statements did resonate with me and therefore carried an intriguing synchronicity.  I’m not someone who thinks these things have any mystical significance but the fact that they had both used precisely the same expression on the same day certainly placed the idea for this song in my mind.

Thanks again to Hans for taking the concept and formulating it so brilliantly into his arrangement for the song.  And many thanks to you for listening.
(Terry Reeves)

I just can’t get the hang of time
Tomorrow seemed a million miles behind
And yet a date turns up in front of mind
What more to remember or try to find

I just can’t get the hang of time

Another month goes by without a breath
Although breathing in moves me to the left
Time to the right can cause calendar theft
Pitching very low sounds to a musical clef

I just can’t get the hang of time

No shaking up time without showing my age
As click track continues keep missing the page
Never losing my temper but cheating a rage
There is never a tempo that keeps sounds in a cage

I just can’t get the hang of time (Repeat)

BREAK

Qualified people pointing a direction to live
Not one understands why I’m mentally captive
Each box with a tick but the time doesn’t give
My Individual need making all words so inactive

I just can’t get the hang of time

A window reflection shows a man with a beard 
Tuesday or Wednesday? All days disappeared
I just can’t get the hang of time
It wasn’t meant to be an ageing skill of mine.

I just can’t get the hang of time

THE HANG OF TIME - CRIPPLE CLUB & HANS ALBERS

I’ve traveled the seas and I’ve wandered the lands
I’ve sprinkled the seeds grown into these grass
Encircled by peaks I’m unable to pass
I feel like a stone being crushed into sand

You can run all you want you can cower and hide
Fall asleep with a gun and wake up with a knife
The Devil has come to ruin our plans 
These are the deeds of a desperate man
You can dig all you want I’ve got nothing to hide
No blood on my hands no guilt in my mind
My body is old but I give what I can
These are the deeds of a desperate man

I came to a town where nobody smiled 
And tilted my hat to a woman and child
I offered support but the people were shy
Their soil ablaze and the desert is dry

You can run all you want you can cower and hide
Cloak your skin from the sun fornicate with the night
The Devil has come to ruin our plans 
These are the deeds of a desperate man
You can dig all you want I’ve got nothing to hide
Overcome by the heat and it messed with my mind
My shoulders are frail but I do what I can
These are the deeds of a desperate man

You can run all you want you can cower and hide
Fall asleep with a gun and wake up with a knife
The Devil has come to ruin our plans 
These are the deeds of a desperate man
You can dig all you want I’ve got nothing to hide
No blood on my hands no guilt in my mind
My body is old but I give what I can
These are the deeds of  a desperate man

Desperate Man

The cakewalk was more than a recreational dance; it also gave a chance for enslaved people to ridicule those who tyrannized them.

Photo: Bert Williams and George Walker who popularized cakewalk dancing more than anyone.

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Get Home
Written and performed by Todd Brown
Sonic adornments provided by Boxy https://soundcloud.com/boxy-683069948
All rights reserved 2/18/2023


All that we are
is not near or too far
all that we do
will not make us brand new

Take the ruby from my hand
and see how it glows
a thousand yesterdays will hold on tight
until we get home

We've travelled so far
not to know who we are
Curtains will fall
making clear to us all

Take the locket from my hand
and see how it shines
a thousand yesterdays won't make it last
until the end of time

I've waited so long
just to find
If you'd just

Take the ruby from my hand
and see how it glows
a thousand yesterdays will hold on tight
until we get home

Get Home

The Wind is one of my first songs from 1976. So that's quite a while ago. 
I changed some of the lyrics, added Background vocals and there are more instruments involved than in the original (that was only one 12-strings guitar). And my friend Marty Straub made me happy by playing the bass. 

The wind
(c) HWBerkhout, 1976 / 2024 

I am a leaf
Blown from a fallen tree
The wind took me from there
Makes me feel free

Leaving that tree far
far out of sight
Wherever I'm going
it's alright

Sometimes wide spaces
Sometimes so tight
Always a challenge
But it feels just right

This is how it's meant to be
The wind is guiding
And I'm feeling free,
Yes, feeling free

Chorus
Oh, hear me breathe, feel that gentle flow
I take you high, sometimes low
I let you float every day
You're in my arms, so comes what may
Oh, comes what may
 
I warn you, don't be a fool
The wind tempts you and you think that is cool
But it can leave you, just like that
And then..., you will be dead
So, don’t trust the Wind...!

Chorus
Ah, hear me breathe, feel that gentle flow
I take you high, sometimes low
I let you float every day
You're in my arms, so comes what may
Ooh, yes, comes what may

Solo

Chorus
Hear me breathe, feel that gentle flow
I take you high, sometimes low
I let you float every day
You're in my arms, so comes what may
Yes, comes what may

Chorus2
Just relax, ignore your inner fight
I am the wind and be at your side
I let you float every day
You're in my arms, so comes what may

The Wind_rm

**PLEASE READ DESCRIPTION WITH THIS SONG**
https://on.soundcloud.com/fJitR

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)

My brother Terry's songs can also be heard on https://soundcloud.com/crippleclub  and https://soundcloud.com/rootdivision

THE HANG OF TIME - CRIPPLE CLUB & HANS ALBERS

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