The World should care for the Children, they need a better present & a better futur... 

Lyrics & Vocals : Special Cecilia

Musicians Beatmakers, if you want you can remix this song adding some instrumental. 
The file is on Freedownload.
Let's Keep spreading positive vibes...

PRAY FOR THE CHILDREN

11/01/25 I pulled this track from my soundcloud to simplify my channel but now it's time to post it again since the album has been released. 

A HUGE THANK YOU again for all of the streams so far on this song and for these amazing comments, re-posts, likes, and plays. It is so unbelievable to me actually. Thank you for taking the time out of your life to listen to my music.  If you should choose to buy the entire album, you can get it as a download on bandcamp.

I pretty much wrote this tune in one sitting as a mantra song in itself.  I really do have "mantra cards" and I really "don't have much money these days". If you listen to the song you'll know what I mean. It would seem that for me, this song is even more necessary for my psyche than it was when I wrote it.

© 2024 Lyrics And Music By Brenda Doss 

Lyrics:
Made up 
Some mantra cards
And I carry them close everywhere I go
I can win I can change 
I can see myself reaching further

Don't have 
Much money these days
But I'm rich with a spirit that never gives up
I'm in this forever
As long as it takes I'll be dreamin'

On and on the world spins 
And here my only life to live
What will it be 
From now as I look forward?

It's all about 
The choices I make
What I do where I go for the rest of my days
I’ll learn from the past 
But I'll only look back 
When I'm older

No one's gonna take my dreams away
No one’s gonna change my resolution 
I want only memories
And no regrets yeah
I'm the one 
Who's gonna  make it right
Oh I'm the only 
Who's gonna live this life
So I'm holdin out this time 
For something more
Reaching further than I have before

I need 
My mantra cards
Seems the voices of fear 
They keep pulling me down
Faraway from the crowd 
I must learn what it means to be 
Silent

Cause only in my head 
A wall can turn into an open door
If I can see it 
I can walk right through it
While all around me life goes on 
I hear the beat of my own drum 
I listen 
And I know I'm getting closer

No one's gonna take my dreams away
No one's  gonna change my resolution
I want only memories 
And no regrets, yeah

I'm  the one 
I'm gonna make it right
Oh I'm the one 
I'm gonna live this life
So I'm  holdin' on this time
You see I'm holdin' on 
This time for something more
Reaching further 
Than I have before
I can see myself 
Reaching further

Debut

Reaching Further

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Sierra Maestra

Theo Bina: Music, Arr., Guitars, Synth, Drum Loops, Mix
Bodo Bremer: Cover

Release : 2024-11-28

Where are we going ? (Theo Bina)

jazzXpérience

05-07-25

I caught my 8-yo daughter Hannah improvising freely and just added some synths

Shut up (by Hannah)

Just addendum to 'Covers from my heart' (for it took me way longer than expected to find halfway suitable English rhymes after translating my German text template)

The background: I spent my childhood at a time when books were the main sources for imagination and dreams. One of favorites: The Sea-Wolf. I was mostly fascinated by the flashbacks recounting the meeting of two kids (Hump and Frisco Kid) from completely different social classes, in which each of their respective worlds exerted a special attraction on the other. 

I felt the same way. I didn't come from a wealthy family, but a middle-class home and I found everything that didn't conform to middle-class rules magical. I sought out the “wicked,” and failed miserably to be accepted there. 

Much later I realized how massively privileged my life was compared to their dreary and hopeless environment marked by poverty and violence, which has not changed to this day. Quit the opposite. And although I support an association that cares for them, I feel that I am utterly unable to make any difference at all.

This song is an attempt to imagine something impossible to imagine unless you are affected by it yourself. I interpreted my German words with the help of DeepL and used various pages to find rhymes, synonyms and idioms. The musical template was a piece I wrote 20 years ago as an instrumental that I turned into a blue grass version.

According to the literal translation of my German words, the song should be called "Scumland," but I didn't like that title at all. Ultimately, I chose “wasteland” because “waste” has so many more relevant layers of meaning in the context of the song.

©music and lyrics by Hans-Michael Albers, vocals by suno 4.5+

I wake to the sound of a bottle smashin'
Mama's on the floor
Her dreams are crashin'
The sink's full of rust
The walls are peelin'
Dad’s fists talk louder than any feelin'
Broken bikes rustin' in the neighbor's yard
Kids playin' games
But the rules hit hard
Streetlights flicker like a dying hope
This town’s a noose
I’m the end of the rope
 
On the corner
Smoke hangs like a funeral veil
Dealers whisper stories
Every word’s a jail
Shadows move fast
But the clocks stay slow
This ain't a place where dreams ever grow
Siren songs scream in the midnight sky
You run or you fight
Or you just get by
The concrete jungle got no vines to climb
Just cracks in the ground
And they swallow time
 
Dirt on my hands
Dirt in my soul
The streets take a piece
And they never let go
Violence is a language
We all understand
See you in wasteland
Where all your hopes end
Get lost in wasteland
No chance to defent
‘cause this is wasteland, yoh

My boy Jamal got a scar like a map
Says it tells the story of a knife’s trap
He dreams of cars that purr like lions
But wakes to the sound of his mama cryin'
The gangs wear flags like it’s some parade
But the floats are coffins
The streets are their stage
Every breath feels like it’s borrowed time
Every rhyme’s a bullet
So I load my mind
 
The train tracks hum
But they never stop here
Even the rails know there’s nothin’ near
Dreams don’t board
They just stay in the dark
Like ghosts of a life that never found its spark
 
Dirt on my hands
Dirt in my soul
The streets take a piece
And they never let go
Violence is a language
We all understand
See you in wasteland
Where all your hopes end
Get lost in wasteland
No chance to defent
‘cause this is wasteland, yoh


Get lost in wasteland

Souls in Harmony

Black Sheep (Remix)

Huge thanks to Paul (Paploviante) for this fabulous open collaboration. .great swinging blues and skillfully crafted playing.

https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/go-go-open-collab-paploviante

 I don't pretend to be any sort of blues player..that's a life's work in itself. .but I enjoy winging it sometimes. 3 blobs of guitar..clean Jackson, eBowed Jem and distorted Jem.
Thanks again Paul.

Be good

Nick

GO GO Paploviante And Nick R Davies

This is what I did.
Fast asleep now
Time was our only enemy 
Be good
Nick

GO GO Paploviante And Nick R Davies

Nicholas Ridiculous