I came here for Panopticon. This is a breezy jam :)

Garten/Garden

Starred

Nevermore

Being used even though you had the right intentions!

Good Intentions

if you say so

If We Survive The Summer

I was jamming around the other day and crafted this chill groovy loop. Hope you enjoy, i'll continue it some time, probably make more slow stuff like this (with no climaxes)

Everything done by Me.

"Bass" is just pitch shifted telecaster.

Picture is a "self portrait" of me sitting at the Sacre Coeur steps in Paris watching the sunrise. The same morning i took the City scapes 1/3/4 photos.

Cheers. Share if you like. Thanks.

I Don't Want To Wake Up (but not in a morbid sense)

Lyrics:

You and were innocent
What have we become
Tell me if you find a thing
You loved when you were young

I know what I tried to be
I know where I fell
I wonder what you think of me
And I wish you well

The trees are green
And the sun is getting low
The world we’ve seen
Was always just another show

I was loud and arrogant
You were brash but kind
We were almost eloquent
Everything was fine

You told me your stories
When we wandered on a walk
Polishing past glories
While I love the way you talk

The trees are green
The moon is on the rise
The world I’ve seen
Was always different in your eyes

You’re the fool who followed me
Alone into the dark
You’ll remember what you see
I know it left a mark

I could hear your heart beat
Then I felt the rain
And we stumbled to our feet
With nothing to explain

The trees are green
The sun is getting low
The world we’ve seen
Was just another show

But I remember, I remember
What I know you will forget
I remember I remember
When I hadn’t lost you yet

I held you, I’ll hold you
It was almost like a dance
I tell you, I told you
We never had a chance

Now, I live in a paper house
You stay on the run
Tell me what you sing about
Are you having fun

I have counted all the hours
And I cling to every one
Tell me how to find a thing
We loved when we were young

The trees are green
And the sun is getting low
The stars may gleam
But they are just another show

The things we dream
Are crueler than we know
I never mean
It but I always let you go


NOTES:
based on the this Poem: 

"When All the World is Young, Lad"
by Charles Kingsley

"When all the world is young, lad,
And all the trees are green;
And every goose a swan, lad,
And every lass a queen;
Then hey for boot and horse, lad,
And round the world away!
Young blood must have its course, lad,
And every dog his day.

When all the world is old, lad,
And all the trees are brown;
And all the sport is stale, lad,
And all the wheels run down;
Creep home, and take your place there,
The spent and maimed among;
God grant you find one face there,
You loved when all was young."

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