Prod: Michael Harrison

Yeah she lick her lips 
Watch me fall
I didn’t want none of this 
It’s all my fault 

Yeah she turn to rust 
My efforts are gone 
Look what you done 
I’m not enough 

Your such an innocent girl that knew me  
But I swear you were truly deadly 
I didn’t care I just wanted you with me 

Yeah darling I tried so hard 
Now with someone else you saying raw 
I throw way my life for both of us 
Now I don’t think I can ever trust 

I put my heart and soul 
Went all to waste 
Scream fuck you to my face 
That shit never gets old 
My love for you is drying out 
This is me screaming my pain out loud 

Left didn’t even send a text 
I was such a fucking mess 
Pour out everything for you and somehow we called it quits 
Your love is what I will never get again 

Yeah she turn to rust 
My efforts are gone 
Look what you done 
I’m not enough

Rust

Notes Upon A Late-Autumn Road Trip

With its life giving breath, Kothar-wa-Khasis imbues humanity with the divine impulse, a curiosity and appreciation for beauty, and a set of archetypal symbols to draw upon.

We Promise, We Promise

DADGAD guitar and organ - may peace be with you

Papillon Suite (Meadow Mix)

Face

I finished 9 today because I need more time to work on 8.
Episode 9 
Alien oceans

Night And Day 0009

That Old Bridge

We  hope you are having a great Summer!  A lonely old man trying to deal with overwhelming loss.  A pretty sad song.😏
Hope you like it!

Lyrics;
The old bridge spans the gully
And still it's standing strong
But no one's been across it
In oh so very long

And this old house I'm living in
Is much more than a home
It shares the sweetest memories
My world's ever known

I see the mountains
On a moonlit night
Where ghosts of the past
Will take their flight

The stars shine in the heavens
As if to to let me know
That I'm not alone
In this old house below

And I know you are watching
From out there up high
You shine with stars
As I look to the sky

Sometimes it seems hard
To get up every day
I miss you in the morning
And the funny things you'd say

When the wind's blowing gently
I hear your name
Close my eyes and see your face
And so briefly feel no pain

Looking out the window
II'll watch the world go by
The seasons come and go
Tears still fill my eyes

And the old bridge spans the gully
And still it's standing strong
But no one's been across it
In oh so very long

That Old Bridge

Bis Zum Horizont

meditative ambient exploration jam w reichlich effekte ;P - foto aus dem "deutschen museum" in münchen

twilightzone

Desktop

Flying over an ancient temple

the first morning of the year... Improvisation

noxpox - interfering psycho medusae of the gas giant

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