Close enough by Billy And Louie

Track 2 from the new Daniel Karl Morgan E.P. "Goodbye Mariachi".

The Opportunist

High Hopes

Single from Mark Dexter's 2020 debut EP 'Brittle Myths'. See more at MarkDexter.Net

Heart of Hell

A track about birth

Lyrics:

If I could bribe this life with roses 
I'd plant as many as my desires
Their thorn would bite 
And tear the thin cloth we wear 
To hide from judging eyes
And the roof would fall 
Under the weight of fall 
And poulverize the walls
Then the rain would leak in
And turn into a river 
Where the remains float over

On them we carry on, 
Carry on as we behold
First a seed then a  rose
That from the Lethe drinks growing tall
On them we carry on, 
No force blocks me down
First a seed then a  rose
That from the Lethe drinks growing tall

And slowly rises
Through time, space and life's barriers 
And firmament's bounds
It's bloom unfolds many forgotten souls
Moving, dancing to an ancient rhyme, 
A spell on the night
That suddenly arrives on us
On my desires 
On all the ruins beneath your eyes, 
The remains of my life

On them we carry on, 
Carry on as we behold
First a seed then a  rose
That from the Lethe drinks growing tall
On them we carry on, 
No force blocks me down
First a seed then a  rose
That from the Lethe drinks growing tall

And we carry on, 
Carry on as we behold
A seed in my heart
That once grown it'll tear down walls
Now to carry on,
Carry on when you need solid ground
Just take a single rose
That from the Lethe drinks growing tall

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Thank you so much for listening, if you enjoyed the track a comment or a like is really appreciated.

Rosa Del Lete

(from the end of Act 5 Scene 3)

CHALCEDONY

Sometimes we sing with that rabbit's band over there.  Listen, they sing about a faerie.

OTTER (sings)

Bones frozen in the act of
Love, what’s the use in that?
Love, that’s the only battle
From which poor Fury won’t be coming back
Poor little lovesick lass

RABBIT (sings)

“Love, where’s the harm in that?”
Thinks Ratatoskr’s right hand
Poor little lovesick lass
Gone, where’s the sense in that?
She’s gone

[HEMLOCK & the POLECAT perform a psychedelic duet on shakuhachi flute & fiddle; all the faeries sing in chorus]

FOX (sings)

Breath held so long
In death becomes song!
Poor little lovesick lass
She’s gone.

ASA

'Tis lovely, as art thou, fair Chalcedony, & he sings of thee.

Fury's Dirge

A song written with a very talented writer.
Words taken from a piece of spirit writing by Kevin Graysmark
re-arranged and put to music by myself.
Written about the trials of war.
Copyright K.Graysmark & N.Armour September 2020

Think On

Little bit mental, always up for a laugh, sensitive soul! 
"Where words fail, Music Speaks"

Think On

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