Objects in the distant sun 
Blinding feared by everyone
Try and make your way back to your home again
No one here thinks they’re safe
They know the risks that they all take
But that does not matter to anyone
In between the moon and you
I look beyond the beauty view
And know that I won’t ever see it again 
Someone told me too wake up
I’m lost I fear that I’ll stay stuck
Here in this field for eternity

But I don’t want to comedown 
There’s too much panic in this town

Something’s taken hold of me
I’ve lost all sensibility
I know it’s not wright but it’s how it will be
Spent to long In this place 
Living with my mind in space
Now I have lost all sense of reality
There is a world that turns outside
I can’t runaway and hide
I know this is true and I’ll find my way back
Someone told me to wake up
I hear that voice and know that look
Everyone’s starring and wants me to be

But I don’t want to comedown 
There’s too much panic in this town

Comedown

Cruisin' down the highway in my black and gold machine
Seven nine T/A livin' the dream
Thunderous engine roars echoes in the night
Rock and roll symphony under city lights

Leather-clad seats underneath the sky
Race against time I feel so alive
Gold stripes gleam as we chase the stars
Trans Am legend will leave our scars

Roaring through the decades in my machine
1979 Trans Ams my queen
Rock and roll spirit in every last mile
My passion lit with a rebellious smile

The engine fades and the night draws near
The Trans Am whispers legends we revere
In the heart of rock and roll we forever stand
79 Trans Am a legacy grand

Cruising down the highway in my black and gold machine
Six point 0 with the honeycombs
Cruising down the highway in my black and gold machine
Six 0 with the honeycombs

Black and gold a rebel soul
Burning rubber taking control
Seven Nine a classic ride
On the road of freedom we might collide

Got the T-Tops off and my girl sittin' next to me
Sun shinin' down and her blonde hairs blowin' in breeze
Bird on the hood and there's six liters underneath
Summertime's here and were all headed off to the beach

Six point 0 with the honeycombs
Black and Gold with rebel soul

Got nothing to do but cruise around all day
In my one nine seven nine Pontiac T/A
Honeycomb wheels and the white wall tires
Sweet smell of rubber burnin' down the quarter mile

Cruising down the highway in my black and gold machine
Six point 0 with the honeycombs
Cruising down the highway in my black and gold machine
Six 0 with the honeycombs

Black and Gold a rebel soul
Burning rubber taking control
Seven Nine a classic ride
On the road of freedom we might collide

Ya
Hold on tight cause we're riding through the night
Ya
Hold on tight cause we're riding through the night
Oh ya

Black and Gold

Ти втратив мене

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Struggle and live..
Let's live in this world we live in now with our feet on our feet!!!👍✨

Struggle and live...

09.05.2024 Nice S

The year is 1963, and you're a man in your mid-forties, unmoved by the new beatnik trend sweeping society. After a long, grueling week, you retreat to your study, a sanctuary filled with cherished books and old records. In the dim, warm glow of a lamp, you find a dusty favorite record and set it to play. As the familiar melodies crackle to life, you sink into your chair, lighting a cigarette. With the music and smoke drifting around you, you feel the weight of the week lifting, finding solace in the timeless rhythm of the past, and you drift asleep.

Asleep While a Record Plays 1963

29.07.2024

Gonna Be Hard (Live Acoustic)

sounds of hope

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binary soul

Noises From Above: A Study in Quiet Intrusions is an album shaped around the small, persistent sounds that leak into our private spaces—those half-heard murmurs from neighbours, the distant thrum of traffic, the creaks and hums of a building settling into its own rhythms. The tracks capture a different facet of the world that slips past walls and doors, turning everyday disturbances into textures, moods, and emotional landscapes. It’s an exploration of how these subtle intrusions colour our solitude, interrupt our thoughts, and quietly become part of the soundtrack of living in close proximity to others.

Muffled Conversation in A Minor

equanimity

Omnsiphere - Moroder Choir

I am the NerdWiser and I play the Synthesizer.
I make electronic music you can’t dance to.
🎧 plz! Thank you for listening.