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The Adventure in her Eyes

Your Mix 3

In this moment 
I can’t be broken
This world you love here
You loose all the fear 

Do you feel this taking over this beautiful feeling?

Cause our hearts could mend today
We won’t always feel this way
Cause our hearts could mend today
Cause our hearts could mend today

Words can’t tell you
This feeling runs through
And you can’t describe
No word of a lie

Do you feel this taking over this beautiful feeling?

Cause our hearts could mend today
We won’t always feel this way
Cause our hearts could mend today
Cause our hearts could mend today

Do you feel this taking over this beautiful feeling?

Cause our hearts could mend today
We won’t always feel this way
Cause our hearts could mend today
Cause our hearts could mend today

Cause our hearts could mend today
We won’t always feel this way
Cause our hearts could mend today
Cause our hearts could mend today

Hearts Will Mend

Trying something a bit different here, or am I?
Working on the old fashioned broken heart style song, such as "Sealed With A Kiss".  Haven't tried this before so we'll see how it comes out. 


Valentines Heart

If your love should end today
Just dry up & blow away
I want to be the last to know

If your smiles aren’t all they seem
If I’m living in a dream
I want to be the last to know

Go tell your Mother first
Go tell your Father first
Go tell your Sister first
Go tell your Brother first
Go tell your best friend first
Go tell your hairdresser first

Take your time & make the rounds
Cos every stolen moment counts
I want to be the last to know

The Fool

The first time I saw you
There were Angels over you
The first time I saw you
There was hope, & I saw

Angels in the sky
Over you, & I saw
Meadows in your eyes
Skies of blue, & I saw

Little Devils close behind
Little Devils, little hearts, little minds

The next time I saw you
There were vultures over you
The next time I saw you
It was cold, & I heard

Rumours in the night
Tales of cruel angry mobs
Running through the night
Looking for you, & I thought

Those Devils can’t be far behind
Those little Devils, little hearts, little minds

The last time I saw you
There were gallows over you
The last time I saw you
There was a  rope, & I saw

Angels in the sky
Over you, & I saw
Meadows in your eyes
Your eyes of blue, & I saw

Little Devils close behind
Little Devils, little hearts, little minds

American Suicide

Having loved, having lost
My tomorrow
Having paid such a cost
I walked in sorrow
Felt my teardrops harden into frost
Wrapped my arms around myself
I found my faith on Baxter Road
Having lost everything else

Having beat, having blown
Pipe & tabor
Having marched, having mown
Down my neighbour
Having burned him out of house & home
Having learned that lesson well
I found my faith on Baxter Road
Having lost everything else

Having witnessed her zeal
& all her talent
Having seen her take the field
On her stallion
Having heard the bells of Heaven peel
Heard them way down there in Hell
I found my faith on Baxter Road
Having lost everything else.

Baxter Road

This track is off the album "There to here (Part 2)". 
Music and Lyrics: Phil Bowen
Keyboards: Phil Bowen
Vocals: Phil Bowen
Guitars: Phil Bowen
It is also at Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/0UFRsKjsTFeRk9NDGaSEXz?si=055c226c040e410e
and Youtube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wTfWVl9BQJE
Verse 1
On this train called “Liberty”
I saw my life in front of me
As I close my eyes and I drift away
And float along the milky way

Verse 2
On this train called “Liberty”
I realised endless possibilities
As I look up to the stars above
On this train called “Liberty”.

Verse 3
The rain pours down on warm summer night in New England
The hypnotic rhythm of the train on the tracks soothes my weary mind
I close my eyes and I float away
To the land of emerald green
I close my eyes live another day 
And thank Mary Magdalene

Chorus
I look at the moon and starlight
Shining high in the sky
I think of all the wrongs and all the rights
But I am just a man of simple means, no wise guy
I am just a man of simple means, no wise guy
(Last time- I am on this train called “Liberty”).

Middle 8
On this train called “Liberty” 
Your free to disagree
As long as I stay on the tracks and never look back
I know that I am free
Free to think, to be who I am
Free to live and not care a dam
I am on the train they call “Liberty”.

There to Here  Pt. 2

This Train Called Liberty

I debark from the Silhouette into this fractured place
Time of flight undefined cross infinite space
From the Seahorse Valley to the Amsterdam Gate
Orders from His Central Force, oh, it’s right there in the name

I am held by the border guards, though I could easily escape
All these lonely men, all these rules they make
They examine my documents, which they assume to be fake
None have ever seen a stamp in that shape
And the room is filled with refugees from the war
And the soldiers all look hungry & bored

A child at a campsite on a mountain of waste
Cradling the listless form of a newborn babe
She stares at my headdress, my arbeloi and chain,
My copper spurs, and a smile conquers her face
Cross a congeries of broken worlds we ride
And the clouds are swole with flood rains & pride

They call me Chalcedony, but what’s in a name?
I am greeted with warmth when I arrive without pain
A little grill for my picnic of eel at the palace cascade
Blanket covered in hairs from Spondee’s hoary mane
On the tidal rings of Fornax swings the Lord
& His Angels all look deadly & bored.

Chalcedony 2

In dreams of ages lost
You’ve cast your longing gaze across
Your gaze across ages lost
Mountains past numbering
Her eye the only moving thing
The only thing, a moving thing

She has this look upon her face
The kind that shines as it betrays
But it should come as no surprise
It’s the adventure in her eyes

A child with golden hair
Her face a blank, her ankles bare
She leads about, she leads about
A coal-black billygoat
A tether round his tender throat
She reads aloud, she reads aloud

The text already on the page
The vexing riddle of the age
Already answered and the prize
Is the adventure in her eyes

Meet me in Paris
Follow the King’s Highway
Let your heart melt in the rain

Meet me in Paris
When all is said & done
I’ll have joined the CIA
& I’ll be wearing a Fedora
& I’ll have a gun

A realm without a king
Beyond the edge of everything
Everything, everything
Your love is waiting there
With eagle feathers in her hair
In her hair, waiting there

You’re standing naked and amazed
The plains of Asia in her gaze
Alive and high and mesmerised
By the adventure in her eyes.

Meet Me In Paris

Music by Paploviante
https://soundcloud.com/paul-racle

Vocals & Lyrics by Cosmic Keanu

It's Not Too Late

He tests our hearts
Puts us through the flame
What burns is forever lost
Gold is what remains

We are the temple
In Him, all the same 
Every heart must choose
To embrace Him or to blame

It’s not too late
To know the Truth
And find the Way

The accuser feeds us lies
Gives us reason to hate
While time passes
We progress toward the grave

Refined as silver
Tested as gold
God is of the spirit
This world’s already cold

Passing through the veil
all comes to light
Standing in His presence
Who’d choose to deny?

Everything’s not so mundane
See miracles every day
Minds set on trivial things
Divided, we betray

Jesus taught love
Kingdom is within
Let go of everything
Dividing you from Him

It's Not Too Late (Paploviante & Cosmic Keanu)

Cast of Characters:
 
Cgmaness – @user-419254289-15129531 – Chris – foundational acoustic guitar and seed idea
J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- organ, piano, synth oboe, lyrics, and vocals
Llanpsych-- @llanpsych -- Tez – electric guitar
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken– drums and percussion 
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 – four string fretless bass
The Eclectic Collective — composition and mix

  This is the second song in a row that The Eclectic Collective is releasing in as many weeks that was written by Chris. We love working on his songs, and all jumped at the chance to play with this one, as well. He wrote it on an acoustic guitar, onto which he also put some heavy reverb, giving it an ethereal, chordal sound. To that bare bones, Josh fist added his four-string fretless bass to a click track, of all things. Luckily, Ken swooped in soon after and gave it a proper beat with his lively percussion performance. 
  Once the rhythm section was complete, Tez added his melodic, golden-tone guitar in there. Then, it was JJ's turn. He added not only the piano and synth, but wrote the lyrics and sang it, as well. 
  This song was actually mixed by the group, as we all added our parts, although Ken did some final adjustments, too.
  JJ's lyrics tell the story of the first people to reach Easter Island, millennia ago. The wonder of the journey and the discovery of a new home, while using the materials available to survive. Here are his original lyrics.

Original Lyrics by J.J. Terrell:
 
Through the eyes of the gentle rain
Monuments raised where the Lapwings stay
All the sand, the hourglass of man sifts here
A traveling band of gypsies in this land appear
Crowd the fire as the night sets in
Listen for tales of enlightenment
Until dawn
The flowered down of a bird so true
Pure as heaven, the chosen few
It's all waiting for the night

Unabashed (Eclectic Collective)

The block in the lowlands towers into the grey
Monstrous, Euclidean, framed out in space
Someone is singing & dancing inside
A young lass ever breaking
Into grins bright & breathtakingly wide

Lovely & brutal & built here to last
Solid Cartesian concrete & glass
Someone is staring out at the rain
A young lad says: "I’m broken
I wish I’d never spoken her name!"

In here, contented, secure in my place
Fixed can feel like floating, grief can feel like grace
I take my dinners frozen, do my shopping in the mall
Don’t have to be at the heart of —
Just happy to be a part of — it all.

The Block

Hop on a passing cloud
Fancy, it’s you somehow
How did you find me here
Up in the stratosphere?

Now that you know the way
I sure hope you’ll come to stay
We’ll have a proper feast
We’ll share it with bird & beast

We’ll never go to sleep

You drank, you danced, & you declared
I sure hope you came prepared
She sings like the meadowlark
& now I’m seeing stars

We’ll never go to sleep

High on the Walpurgisnacht Conference grog
Our vouchers pocketed & bartered for a proper bottle of hops

It feels like a Saturday
I hope I die this way
High on the one you love
Floating like fairy dust

We'll never go to sleep.

We'll Never Go to Sleep

Christoffel told me that she thought you might get cold
Sleeping on the settee all alone
Indeed I see you’re shivering, & if I may be so bold:
This may be the warmest blanket ever sewn

Guaranteed to never rend & always keep you warm
Transforms any barren heath into a bed
Lamb-white fletching, shafts of onyx archer uniform
& arrowheads of Ratatoskr red

I’m not here to sleep with you, Tom
I’m not here to murder you, so please be calm
I’m not here to mother you, or to hold you in my thrall
I’m here to cover you, & that is all

This quilt has warmed ten thousand woodland slumbers in the snow
& hosted several picnics on the green
& rode ten thousand miles between me & Ontario
But Thomas, I promise:  it is clean

I’m not here to leap into the fray
I’m not here to join your Navy, don’t let’s get carried away
I’m not here to topple onto you like some unsteady wall
I’m here to cover you, that is all

I’m not here to teach you right from wrong
I’m not here to applaud you, Tom, nor admonish you in song
I’m not here to reveal to you that behind this calm there blows a squall
I’m here to cover you, & that is all.

Fury's Quilt

There’s no soul in you
O, le prix de la vertu!
We are children of Lucifer

The Moon agrees, & she approves
You are right at my hooves
Faithful friend & executioner

O, your grace, O, your speed
O, they’ll follow your lead
O, wherever I run

& if I have to die at the hands of a friend
I’m glad that you’re the one

Eminently displayed
At the palace cascade
Cast as lewd & irreverent

Forever nude, we are captured
In crude simulacra
Forever poaching, forever penitent

O, what do they know
This is not a betrayal
This is consummation

& if I have to die at the hands of a friend
I’m glad that you’re the one

[duet: whistle & horn]

Tears streaming down my cheeks
O, groaning now is speech
Woe is me, & I am something else

You’re the squall in my heart
Come to break me apart
Even as I become myself

I’ll be happy to die
Looking you in the eye
As you tear out my lung

If I have to die at the hands of a friend
I’m glad that you’re the one.

(As you look on in spite
Invoke animal rights
Supporting your narrative

We both know, you & I
This was not a dog’s design
Nor is this for my arrogance:

I saw you naked & wet
At the lake with your friends
Lying there in the sun

& if I have to die for one moment of life
I’m glad that was the one.)

Laelaps

(from the end of Act 5 Scene 3)

CHALCEDONY

Sometimes we sing with that rabbit's band over there.  Listen, they sing about a faerie.

OTTER (sings)

Bones frozen in the act of
Love, what’s the use in that?
Love, that’s the only battle
From which poor Fury won’t be coming back
Poor little lovesick lass

RABBIT (sings)

“Love, where’s the harm in that?”
Thinks Ratatoskr’s right hand
Poor little lovesick lass
Gone, where’s the sense in that?
She’s gone

[HEMLOCK & the POLECAT perform a psychedelic duet on shakuhachi flute & fiddle; all the faeries sing in chorus]

FOX (sings)

Breath held so long
In death becomes song!
Poor little lovesick lass
She’s gone.

ASA

'Tis lovely, as art thou, fair Chalcedony, & he sings of thee.

The Fool

Ordinary Rabbit