Featured Artist - Ian the Magi©️Ian from Wales. Master of Korg and epic human being and musical love spreader. good luck scrolling to the end of Ian's list haha It's longer than anyones I think. Magic man is a super musician and song writer - Check out Magi©ian™ (Making music make a difference) on #SoundCloud
https://on.soundcloud.com/6aFi6BE6o39xvz7wTn ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Under Construction: In this playlist I will only put artists that we 100% know are using tools and not being a tool themselves. This is a list of real artists and musicians which I can hand on heart say at this moment I believe they are human and safe to connect with and spread 🫡🔆 I've found these gems already so if you want to grow your human connectivity this will become a very large reference list of REAL. Thanks people ... Feel free to remind me of your humanity and I'll throw a track in for you otherwise will get around to everyone eventually 🫡❤️‍🔥 This list oozes expression. Someone asked me, Carl I use a DAW as my instrument. My answer was well done.. If you think about the great composers before computers. They had an instrument (sometimes not) a pencil, paper and staves drawn on it. The DAW is our modern sheet music so if you express with piano roll only... that's still making music like the greatest composers of all time did. It's however You express yourself and everyone is on this list because that's what they do. They express THEIR feelings in THEIR own way. We need to lift this list of musical martial artists in my pea head opinion. No AI can ever make the love that's made here because AI can't feel for us it can only guess our feelings and that's why all the guesses lack any feelings. We make feelings because controlled feelings take actual intelligence and actual real refections

Human Confirmed - Please submit a song as a human artist and I'll pop in that ❤️

I BRING TENDER HUMAN SAMPLES TOGETHER

dreaming on another distraction

Dreaming on Another Distraction

MIXED BY: @mightyassassin
PRODUCED BY: coka$ian
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morning swim (prod. coka$ian)

The pain of betrayal put into a song.
And as you listen , you’ll watch me Completely cut myself open.  
Cut open and vulnerable for you to see everything within. 
the bad,  
the ugly, 
the insanity, 
and question.

Cause It Was Never Any Drugs

Expanded Version but work in progress. Please feel free to leave a comment as feedback is greatly appreciated.

Updated with a cleaner mix 231.05.2025

All That Came Before

A new track I am playing with. Please feel free to leave a comment as your feedback is greatly appreciated.

Perseverance (Demo)

we can get distracted by flashing lights,spectacular presentations,glitz and glamor ...It is important to seek out things/people/leaders with real qualities not false promises and slick pandering
lyrics

giant rosebush blood red bright
lilac tree deep purple delight
spectacular to see for sure
but what interests me the more
are the tiny flowers that you see
growing in the grass singly
not loud not bold not flashy not sassy
It doesn't take much to make them happy

flashy dresser latest styles
manicured nails and botox  smile
glitters in the dim daylight
attracting many to his site
but what I want, what I seek
is not someone that just throws off heat
but instead is simply warm inside
who doesn't need glitz and glitter
to be satisfied

like a moth drawn to a light
we often seek the cheap delight
and gather around in mindless worship
of something that it truly worthless
so when you choose a light to follow
be sure its source is not bare and hollow

choose wisely

I have added some vocals to the track and think its getting there. Please feel free to comment as i really appreciate the feed back.

Mental Escapade

I hope you my track and please feel free to leave a comment as your feedback is really helpful and always appreciated.

Forbidden Solace

Une chanson contre la violence conjugale...
A song against domestic violence...
Vocal/intro & Final text : DelhyA  https://soundcloud.com/user-945711181/tracks
Piano/Synth/Arrangement : Régis GAUBERT  musicoman@wanadoo.fr https://soundcloud.com/robspiritduo/tracks
Composer/Arrangements/Guitars/Slide : Philippe SEGUINARD
Lyrics : Guillaume DULER

Lyrics:
J'entends les cris là-haut d'une autre qui se débat , d'une femme qui pour cette fois ci n'est pas moi. Rien ne doit transparaitre , je ne dois pas laisser mes larmes couler et se frayer un chemin jusqu'à mes lèvres scellées . Et même si les bleus sous ma peau se réveillent , je dois les ignorer et agir comme si tout était pareil...
La peur de lui parce qu'un verre de trop
surtout se fondre invisible sans  mots
elle en vit par la force à coté de la vie
prisonnière isolée sans porte de sortie
cécité de son sang et de ses amitiés
ne pas parler se taire rien ne doit transpirer
se voiler d' un rideau de tissus de mensonge
triste jeu de cache cache qui consume et qui  ronge
Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
mentir au soleil quand la lune voit tout
les nuits sont cruelles écrasées de tabous 
la honte qui maquille la vérité trop laide
qui étouffe les cris de ces appels à l'aide
accoudés au silence les sévices bien tranquilles
se prennent du bon temps ils jouent à domicile
au coupable les mains pleines de frappes de raisons
à la victime le doute de fuir sa déraison
Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
le sourire de façade sous des tonnes de semblants
donner le change à celles comblées par leurs amants
vider ses yeux de tout ce qui pourrait trahir
ces miroirs la qui font qu'elle ne pourrait mentir
les bleus des sentiments qui lui cognent à la peau
violence d'un élément qui laisse sur le carreau
un corps vandalisé mort pour la fratrie
tombé au champ d'horreur abattu par celui
Qui disait qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
des baisers dans la gueule
caresses à poings fermés
d'un amour qui dégueule
de passions débordées
La tendresse des coups
Je ne peux les laisser atteindre ce rivage à nouveau où les vagues d'une mer intérieure continue se brisent en silence...

I can hear the cries of another woman struggling, a woman who this time is not me. I mustn't let anything show, I mustn't let my tears flow and make their way to my sealed lips. And even if the bruises under my skin awaken, I must ignore them and act as if everything were the same...
Fear of him because one glass too many
above all melting away invisible without words
she lives by force beside life
prisoner isolated with no way out
blindness of her blood and her friendships
don't talk shut up nothing must transpire
veil itself with a curtain of cloth of lies
sad game of hide and seek that consumes and gnaws away
And he says he adores her...always a little harder... until death
lie to the sun when the moon sees all
nights are cruel crushed by taboos 
shame that disguises the truth too ugly
that muffles the cries for help
crouched in silence quiet abuse
have a good time they play at home
to the guilty hands full of strikes of reasons
to the victim the doubt to flee his folly
And he says he loves her... always a little harder... until death
the facade of a smile under tons of pretence
giving the lie to those fulfilled by their lovers
emptying her eyes of anything that might betray
those mirrors that make it impossible for her to lie
the bruises of feelings pounding against her skin
violence of an element that leaves
a vandalized body dead for the siblings
fallen in the field of horror shot by the one
who said he adores her...always a little harder... until death
kisses in the face
caresses with closed fists
of a love that spews out
of overflowing passions
The tenderness of blows
I can't let them reach that shore again where the waves of a continuous inner sea break in silence...

© Philippe SEGUINARD/Guillaume DULER  Juillet 2025

La tendresse des coups ( DelhyA - Régis GAUBERT & JIM ) TRANSLATED

Une chanson contre la violence conjugale...
A song against domestic violence...

Composer/Arrangements/Guitars/Slide : Philippe SEGUINARD
Songwriter : Guillaume DULER
🎸J I M🎙️: @user-759566380

Piano/Synth/Arrangement : Régis GAUBERT  musicoman@wanadoo.fr soundcloud.com/robspiritduo/tracks

Vocal/iIntro&Final text : DelhyA

J'entends les cris là-haut d'une autre qui se débat , d'une femme qui pour cette fois ci n'est pas moi. Rien ne doit transparaitre , je ne dois pas laisser mes larmes couler et se frayer un chemin jusqu'à mes lèvres scellées . Et même si les bleus sous ma peau se réveillent , je dois les ignorer et agir comme si tout était pareil...


La peur de lui parce qu'un verre de trop
surtout se fondre invisible sans mots
elle en vit par la force à coté de la vie
prisonnière isolée sans porte de sortie
cécité de son sang et de ses amitiés
ne pas parler se taire rien ne doit transpirer
se voiler d' un rideau de tissus de mensonge
triste jeu de cache cache qui consume et qui ronge

Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort

mentir au soleil quand la lune voit tout
les nuits sont cruelles écrasées de tabous
la honte qui maquille la vérité trop laide
qui étouffe les cris de ces appels à l'aide (help!)
accoudés au silence les sévices bien tranquilles
se prennent du bon temps ils jouent à domicile
au coupable les mains pleines de frappes de raisons
à la victime le doute de fuir sa déraison

Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort

le sourire de façade sous des tonnes de semblants
donner le change à celles comblées par leurs amants
vider ses yeux de tout ce qui pourrait trahir
ces miroirs là qui font qu'elle ne pourrait mentir
les bleus des sentiments qui lui cognent à la peau
violence d'un élément qui laisse sur le carreau
un corps vandalisé mort pour la fratrie
tombé au champ d'horreur abattu par celui

Qui disait qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort

des baisers dans la gueule
caresses à poings fermés
d'un amour qui dégueule
de passions débordées

La tendresse des coups (quelle tendresse?)

Je ne peux les laisser atteindre ce rivage muet… où les vagues d'une mer intérieure contenue se brisent en silence...
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I can hear the cries of another woman struggling, a woman who this time is not me. I mustn't let anything show, I mustn't let my tears flow and make their way to my sealed lips. And even if the bruises under my skin awaken, I must ignore them and act as if everything were the same...

Fear of him because one glass too many
above all melting away invisible without words
she lives by force beside life
prisoner isolated with no way out
blindness of her blood and her friendships
don't talk shut up nothing must transpire
veil itself with a curtain of cloth of lies
sad game of hide and seek that consumes and gnaws away

And he says he adores her...always a little harder... until death

lie to the sun when the moon sees all
nights are cruel crushed by taboos
shame that disguises the truth too ugly
that muffles the cries for help
crouched in silence quiet abuse
have a good time they play at home
to the guilty hands full of strikes of reasons
to the victim the doubt to flee his folly

And he says he loves her... always a little harder... until death

the facade of a smile under tons of pretence
giving the lie to those fulfilled by their lovers
emptying her eyes of anything that might betray
those mirrors that make it impossible for her to lie
the bruises of feelings pounding against her skin
violence of an element that leaves
a vandalized body dead for the siblings
fallen in the field of horror shot by the one

who said he adores her...always a little harder... until death

kisses in the face
caresses with closed fists
of a love that spews out
of overflowing passions

The tenderness of blows

I can't let them reach that mute shore again where the waves of a continuous inner sea break in silence...

La tendresse des coups (with 🎸JIM🎙️and Régis GAUBERT)

Cast of characters:
The Beautiful Dark -- @thebeautifuldark -- Carl — Ovation acoustic guitar, lead vocals, lyrics, and compostion
Scratch Kelly -- @scratchkelly — Sarah —  vocals
one man verity show – @one-man-verity-show – Scotty – Epiphone Casino melodic  electric guitar and vocals
Joe Stroffolino-- @joseph-stroffolino --  vocals
Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark – triangle and vocals
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken -- drums
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Tom Anderson Custom T electric guitrar, mix, and production
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen — Fender Stratocaster electric guitar, production, mix, and mastering
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – Warwick fretless four-string bass

I just want to say I'm beyond honored to be the subject of such adoration from my musical family here. Carl really knows how to make a brother feel special, and he did it for me this time, with the help of some of our EC extended family. Here's Carl's write up. 
"Mr Bringer-er Together-er is Josh. You may also know him as artist Entheogenic Psychnought, or the spine of Eclectic Collective. We all came across Josh in our own lucky ways, but he really sets a high bar for spreading constructive musical love and encouragement on SoundCloud. This song started out as a comment. I (Carl/TBD) went to call Josh Mr Bringer-er Together-er and my phone auto corrected it. the next morning K2 swooped in and said what I wanted so I used that as a trigger for the song.
So, I had a rough arrangement. We then invited a few artists, except Josh, to paint it for him. Scratch Kelly, aka Sarah, beamed through some amazing vocals. Not long behind Joe Stroffolino painted in some brilliant backing vox. Then Scotty (One Man Verity Show) chimed in with some amazing guitar, trippy backing vocals, and the super artwork you get to enjoy. Mark brushed in a triangle and some vox, and then Ken added those trusty drums. Tez then strutted in and added some super lead guitar, and not far behind him was Stephen with some epic rhythm guitar that showed the way for the song from that point of view showing a much better space to all the other instruments than the original demo guitar. That was a lovely lesson on less is more...

The song was now ready to give to the main man for him to paint, and he chose his trusty bass to put some strawberries on his own musical cake.

I now stared at 37 tracks and went... Hmmm Stephen, Help! Stephen mixed and mastered it to its crisp current form, and it was a very difficult mix. He basically had to merge 3 projects to one and really aced the challenging mix and master like the true shaman he is. We hope you enjoy the song that brought us together again. May it give us more togetherness like Josh so wonderfully demonstrates everyday

You da brother man Josh 🤘🏽"

Lyrics

Magnet of human
Moulded by melody mind
Just jester Josh delivers this kind
Collective of creed worth all our belief
Friendship
Togetherness through skill and relief

Sharing, Caring
Composer of purr
Human vibrations of the highest occur
Let's celebrate this human some more
It's Mr Bringer-er together-er

Mr Bringer-er together-er
Mr Bringer-er together-er

Loving, Not shoving
Honing, Not moaning
Positive to give
In music he live
Loving his kids
Like he loves us
The luckiest kids who take this EC bus
Josh is the driver
Mr Music Jeez
More Mr Bringer-ers together-ers please

Mr Bringer-er together-er
Mr Bringer-er together-er

The Joshua Tree collecting collective
Physical dreams
Metaphysical pleasures
Skills. New.
Unconditional prime time
The only thing we tow is how we making new time line

Mr Bringer-er together-er

You are the rod
You cast your spinners
You reel us back in from lake bitter winter
It's Spring all the time in your World and Page
Our Mr Bringer-er together-er sage

We all love ya mate

Mr Bringer-er together-er
Mr Bringer-er together-er Oh oo
Mr Bringer-er together-er
Mr Bringer-er together-er Oh oo

Mr Bringerer Togetherer (Eclectic Collective with TBD, Scratch Kelly, Joe Stroffolino, and One MVS

A rough and ready summertime rock & roll song. Discount Jimmy Buffett.
A salvage title is a car deemed a total loss by an insurance company.
From the album "Curiosities Of Outsider Art" (Sept 2025)

Lyrics:
I surround myself with my friends 
That I know and love
Kick those bad times
Down the stairs
A little shove
Even when we're hurt
Drinking a toast
To the last rotation of the earth
You should know by now

We're living life with a salvage title
I'm out of sync
With my circadian cycle
Your molecular structure
Looking vital  🤪 
Salvage title

Take the time
And disregard all the rest
I'm at the Ramada Inn
Under house arrest
They say life is just a little test
I took off my shirt
To get this off my chest
You should know by now
This kind of spirit never goes away
It just becomes something else

We're living life with a salvage title
Getting sunshine
In tiny vials
Kicking down the portals of time
For an on time arrival
Salvage title 
Hot dog (yeah ) !!!!

Salvage title
And if you're coming over tonight
I'm going to be up late
Dancing with myself
Like Billy Idol

Salvage Title

In 2018, I did a SoundCloud collaboration with @clive-hawkins after one of his tracks inspired me to write lyrics over his haunting instrumental 'After the Bomb'.

Clive had posted the line "let us not forget the consequences............of unleashing weapons of mass destruction!", and that comment, coupled with listening to his moody track, had me writing the complete lyrics inspired by his music in about 1.5 hours.

In 2025, I am currently working with accomplished keyboard player and Prog Rock enthusiast @Dee-Zee (Dave Zeitlin), to create an Ethno-Prog album 'Beyond the Veiled Horizon'. 

https://soundcloud.com/mrbouzouki/sets/beyond-the-veiled-horizon-series

So when I recently re-heard the old collaboration I wondered if Dave's keyboard wizardry could add a whole new dimension to the lyrics. The message in the lyrics has perhaps has even more urgency in 2025. 

The Doomsday Clock currently stands at 89 seconds to midnight. 
https://thebulletin.org/doomsday-clock/2025-statement/

Using Clive's harmonic rhythm that inspired the melody, that inspired the lyrics, I basically gave Dave a blank slate to see what he could come up with as parts. As usual he delivered some amazing ideas and playing and this left me re-assembling this Redux version of the collaboration. Once again, I made use of the Alto vocal talents of 'Mrs Bouzouki' in a vocal harmony section and as part of some harmony stacks. Towards the end, the additional female backing lines are from the Soundiron 'Voices of Gaia' collection featuring the vocal talents of Linda Strawberry.

I feel the addition of a church organ really added to the track. As a result I removed a choir part I added in the original collaboration and added some low strings to add some weight to the bottom end in places. Besides piano, Dave also added some synth pads to keep things interesting during what is quite a long track. I hope that people can hear why I enjoy working with Dee Zee. I think he's done a fantastic job with this track.

I decided to keep my original vocal takes from 2018 but I feel the track has benefited from my improved mixing and production techniques. 

I feel that once again this track is a great example of how music can be created using the SoundCloud platform. A collaboration can build on a collaboration to create something bigger than the sum of the parts. Thanks @clive-hawkins for being the catalyst for this and @dee-zee for your compositional skill and playing. 

As a follow-up to this song you can watch this movie on the Internet Archive, produced in 1969 about the Hiroshima-Nagasaki bombs of 1945. Some of the imagery is not for the faint-hearted.

archive.org/details/hiroshimanagasakiaugust1945
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Lyrics

After The Bomb - P Goodrich 22/01/2018

One World, One Tribe
One Fate, One Life
Two Sides, Too Late
Just What Have We Done

Dead Streets, Dead Lives
Dead Seas, Dark Skies
We've Gone, Too Far
Ohhhh We've Lost It All

(C)
And The People Cried As One
With The Firing Of A Gun
Too Late For Second Thoughts
Too Late For All Of Us

No Race, No Faith,
No News, No Lies
Past Ways, Past Lives
They're Over and Done

Dark Days, Dark Times
Dark Deeds, Dark Minds
No Hope, All Gone
We've Nowhere To Run

C)
And The People Cried As One
With The Firing Of The Gun
Too Late For Second Thoughts
Too Late For All Of Us

(organ instrumental)

No Rest, No Sleep
No Love, Just Hate
Dull Hearts, Dead Minds
The Future It’s Gone

One World, One Tribe
One Fate, One Life
Two Sides, Too Late
Oh What Have We Done

(C)
And The People Cried As One
With The Firing Of The Gun
Too Late For Second Thoughts
Too Late For All Of Us

One World, One Tribe
(Ad Lib)
We’ve Nowhere To Run
(Final Whispered) After The Bomb ... After The Bomb

After The Bomb - Redux 2025 (89 Seconds To Midnight)

I started making this piece with the intention of it being a set of songs that could stand on their own as well as being an open collaboration, but then it took on a life of its own, and things just got out of hand from there, lol! 

But I still managed to control myself and didn’t add too many samples though, haha! 

I was listening to 1985 and 1986 hip hop singles when making this so….

You can download this for free as well as some of the unmixed stems on Bandcamp. The lyrics can also be found on Bandcamp since SC didn’t provide enough space in the song info. I reached my description limit!

Feel free to treat it as an open collaboration if you like. The song list, BPMs, and time signatures are listed below. 

I Like To Sample Old Drums Bandcamp Link: 
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com/album/i-like-to-sample-old-drums

Funny we are now moving to Portland. Bye, bye Hillsboro. I guess this is now a farewell song. 

Track Credits:

The Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, Production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Russell Sinfield: Mix and Master
https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield

I Like To Sample Old Drums
Rap Attack: 112 BPM 4/4
Take The Max Down To Hillsboro: 189 BPM 4/4
Peach ’N Plum: 132 BPM 3/4
What, Would, When: 112 BPM 5/4
I Like To Sample Old Drums: N/A
This One Goes: 101 BPM 4/4
Bllll: 92 BPM 4/4
The Couch Can’t Help It: 87 BPM 4/4

Here are the lyrics just for: 

Rap Attack

I will
Put you in a tourniquet
Bleeding there’s no stopping it
Got a pimple 
I be popping it
Tripple nipple
Don’t be knocking it
I be chopping it off
Now blood is slopping  
I ain’t mopping 
You be dropping
When you slippin’ in it 
Finna sit and watch as I scoff
Maybe lickin’ ice cream soft serve, huh
What cha sayin’ I can only seem to catch ya gurgling brah
Nah, No one can hear you scream 
When you got a severe stream of
Foam bumbling, bubbling from your mouth, tumbling gravitationally south
Bro, i’m feeling bad for your health
See you reeling keeling over looking so sad 
had I know your noncongealinkg slow at healing
I might have
Not tried to put you in a tourniquet 
Tried to put you in a tourniquet
Tried to put you in a

I Like To Sample Old Drums

Bandcamp

Russell Sinfield and the Couch King -I Like To Sample Old Drums

A feeling of running eternally and never moving.

A new idea I am working on. Please feel free to comment as I really appreciate the feedback.

Updated the track and think its finished. Actually...

Just added a tighter mix with another added vocal layer. 20.07.2025

Stagnation

A feeling of waiting and going nowhere. Too much time to think as your regrets interfere with your thoughts.

Lyrics

And the reason that you thought you hadn't told me
The reasons that you said had gone away
I dreamed about chances and the answers
I never knew what happened anyway

As the reasons and the days pass. 
Everything seems to settle in my mind 
The reasons that I had I didn't tell you
I was fearing who I am

In many years I never thought about you
But that's a lie. I'm lying to myself
For the reasons try and lock away the answers
It took away my heart and something else...

A Song version of Patience I just had the idea for. Hope its an improvement. 

Please feel free to leave a comment as its really helpful. 

Hope you enjoy.

Patience and Regret

n & n

מוזיקה ואלקטרוניקה
נרדי
Elia Meir Savorai
נבו סבוראי

מופק באולפני חדר זמני

 A Tribute to Carlos Castaneda


The Hunter       תסרב

Daydreaming through the dark times.

A song of daydreaming trying to forget your stress but it's always there as a slow building constant.

A happy accident but if you loop this track it flows perfectly into itself lol. 

Updated the track 1st August 2025 with a fresh mix and added acoustic guitar work. Also added some subtle ambient percussion and some vox for depth. 

Please feel free to leave a comment as your feedback is really valuable.

Hope you enjoy it

Daydreaming

Lots of subtle guitar layers on this.

Downloadable

A kaleidoscope sea,
waves folding into triangles and circles
as if the ocean had learned to play with blocks. 
Above, the sun unravels into bright shards, 
scattering like toys in the sky. 
It feels joyful, almost innocent. 
Yet every color carries a hush. 
Summer is only tidying up its games before slipping quietly away.

Polygon Equinox

Polygon Equinox ↧

Spirit (2025)

Peripheral Vision

Dizzy On the Comedown

Little to say about this song; both lyrics and music (all organic but for programmed drums) were done very impulsively, so it may show my primal inspiration without reworks or additions. Hope you'll enjoy it!

Pic from: https://vincentmars.com/2013/11/20/the-sensual-paintings-of-fabian-perez/

Translated Lyrics:

YO PENSÉ (LA SEXTA VEZ) / I THOUGHT (THE SIXTH TIME)

Yo pensé: esa mujer no es peligrosa…
  (I thought: that woman is not dangerous …)
No esperé enamorarme como un idiota.
  (I did not expect to fall in love like an idiot.)
Me pregunté: ¿qué tiene en los ojos que tanto me tienta?
  (I wondered: what’s in her eyes which tempts me so much?)
y me acerqué para hablar con ella y verlos de cerca.
  (And I got closer to speak with her and watch them closely.)

Y si era la primera vez, ¿por qué no extrañaba hacerlo con ella?
  (And if it was the first time, why didn’t I feel strange doing it with her?)
Y si era la primera vez, ¿por qué parecía que era la sexta?
  (And if it was the first time, why did it seem to be the sixth one?)
Y si era la sexta vez, ¿por qué hubo preguntas después de la escena?
  (And if it was the sixth time, why were there questions after the scene?)

Y si fue la única vez, ¿por qué no puedo apartarla de mi cabeza?
  (And if it was the unique time, why cannot I take her out of my head?)

ER41FI08 97-17

Factor Integrante

Yo pensé (La sexta vez)

original Music/Lyrics/Vocals: Neowakan
2017

Farewell

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-lI0RJJUmkw
production and art by me
photo taken by @chris__lynch

doll [video in description]

I Let It in and It Took Everything

Is It Really You?

Just messing around learning, experimenting, playing and expressing myself. My little collection of demos, songs, experiments and instrumentals. I hope you enjoy them. I'm a guitarist / Vocalist / Producer and enjoy learning to express my moods, emotions, dreams and thoughts as I go.

Thank you all for the likes comments and reposts.

I have added a support link as I am struggling to keep up my subscriptions here currently and it would help me keep on creating and posting more songs. Thank you if you read this far lol.