This is what happens when you decide to record something just so you can do a mic and level check!  Yup, this short song is an impromptu creation because I wanted to set up the studio for recording tomorrow.  But... I just decided to keep this spontaneous creation instead.

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天使として

思い出せない夜のこと
三軒茶屋の交差点
思い出せない夜のこと
膝を擦りむいて絆創膏

強い翼が生えたから
君のとこまで飛んでゆく
強い翼が生えたから
君のとこまですぐゆくよ

思い出せない夜のこと
初めて交わした約束と
思い出せない夜のこと
キスで塞いで絆創膏

強い翼が折れたから
君のとこまで駆けて行く
強い翼が折れたから
君のとこまで

走れば走るほど
ガラスのかけらが突き刺って
視界がぼやけて
意識は遠く
白く白く白く白く
白く白く染まってく記憶
白く白く白く白く白く白く白く

そしてやっと会えたんだ

天使として

I've Been Running All My Life

I was considering the maniacal monkey minions from the Wizard of Oz, plus King Louis from The Jungle Book. This inspired a new satirical song. Of course! So here is a new brew from the distillers at Vintage Bamboozle! Enjoy the brew, but avoid all feudal lords. None are any smarter than you dumbest distant relatives. And I'm not really referring to beloved non-human primates. Preserve your democratic republic while you can.

Monkey Kingdom Come

Am I Made of Glass?" by Dancy

From the album The Diary of Dancy, "Am I Made of Glass?" is a poignant and deeply personal track that delves into the struggles and vulnerabilities of growing up. Dancy, navigating the turbulent years of 13 to 19, expresses the pain of feeling different, the sting of bullying, and the longing for a place where dreamers can truly shine. With raw lyrics and a haunting melody, this song captures the essence of a sensitive and gifted child trying to find their way in a world that often feels cold and unkind. Let Dancy's journey resonate with you as she transforms her everyday challenges into a powerful anthem of resilience and hope.

Am I Made of Glass

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Lyrics:

When the first seeds were sown, 
The days were long and simple,
When the sun came on strong,
The clouds would feed it sprinkles,
And all the little people found shade beneath the leaves,
They would carve their names and play love games,
On that old oak tree.

When the wild winds they howled,
The branches they were sighing,
And the lightning that would strike,
You could hear the willows crying,
it stood up and steady
Adding rings so patiently,
Through the stormiest of seasons,
Stood the old oak tree.

Still it grows from the roots below
and the winds of change will blow.

When the lumberjack’s in town,
All the world gets hard and hollow,
Just a stump on the ground,
No more squirrels to follow,
But just look beneath the grass,
The roots still run as deep,
The connection's there forever,
With that old oak tree.

Still it grows from the roots below,
The winds of change will blow, we know,
Still that old oak tree grows.

Jonathan Schwartz - 2024

The Old Oak Tree

Just an amateur hack who loves the art of composing songs.  It had always been a passion of mine to create something from nothing, give it life and say “yeah, I did that”! Music has always been my life, unfortunately, not my livelihood!

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