Name: DANCE IN HIGH HEELS by noel herrity
Duration: 3 min 49 s
Description: Tragic story of a young person who had a terrible accident but who pulled through and became a paralympian equestrian champion for her country

Great song!  I like the folk country sound.  Good voice and the instruments sound great as well.  Nice job!

Beautiful sound and lyrics Noel...hope message finds you good..☮️

(un)World Days

Figure

Dystopian transhumanism.

http://www.droned.eu/ art by Waclaw Traier

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Dawn

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The opening movement to my 3rd piano sonata is, by far, one of my best creations. The movement is based on one 4 note motif that is treated with various developmental techniques throughout the entire movement.

Piano Sonata no. 3, Movement I: Allegro con Fuoco

Guitar hero drive...  Yamaha RGX, Spark, UR22, Nuendo 12.

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Tragic story of a young person who had a terrible accident but who pulled through and became a paralympian equestrian champion for her country

DANCE IN HIGH HEELS

THE HUNT 

The hunt is on
The hunt is on
Warpath
Warpath

Do you believe in peace?
They trick you into unfair treaties
Don't you try to hide and run?
Sneak at them and get the gun
and shoot

Silhouettes at the horizon
Men on mustangs, blood red sun
They come and try but we will prove
Crush your peace pipes, everyone
Everyone
Crush your peace pipes, everyone

The hunt is on
The hunt is on
The hunt is on
Naked, painted, dangerous
No more lies, no more talk
Now it's time for tomahawk
The hunt is on 
The hunt is on
(Now it's time for tomahawk)


Pale face speaking with split toungue
selling marbles and firewater
Slaughtering our buffaloes
now we steal and sell your daughter

Don't you bring me peace and freedom
now get out my tipi door
Take your cattle, take your bible
Take your smallpox, this means war 
This means war
This means war

The hunt is on
Naked, painted, dangerous
No more lies, no more talk
Now it's time for tomahawk
The hunt is on
No more lies, no more talk
Now it's time for tomahawk
The hunt is on



(Death bells taken from the Neckargerach's Michaelskirche)

The Hunt

As the crocuses rise from the ground.
The boots of the wise man still tramping them down.
As the world makes its slow turn around.
An infinite circle just spinning to ground.
Don't be sad that you live by the ocean,
stone throw to the sea. 
Whilst your bodies in infinite motion, 
but how can that be? 

First things first comes the test, got to prove you're the best, just hitch up on your horse and lets go.
'Cause the meltwater flows where the crocuses grow, 'tween the rocks and the stones that don't know. 
That the river has taken its toll.
That the winter is set to move on.
That the boulders that it set to roll.
Will return to the place they belong.

As the crocuses rise in the spring.
The world in a state of bewildered mourning. 
Though most made it through to this dawn.
There is bare earth where once stood a ripe field of corn. 
There's a chill that comes with your devotion, 
an obvious fee.
Like the wind crossing over the ocean,
just naturally.

Crocus

Sunshine in My Heart written by Sally W schloegl, Eddie Hansen and Robyn Hansen
Produced and played by Eddie Hansen
Vocals Sally, Eddie and Robyn  :D (c) Hansen/Williams

DANCE IN HIGH HEELS

noel herrity

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