This song is about losing my wonderful big brother when I was a young man. He bought me 'The White Fender Strat' and said quietly through his smile "No excuses now...". Thanks forever bro, this is for you as always.
 
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SMOKE

Growing up, looking up
I have never had my toast buttered on both sides
I started crying the day 
I watched my father clearing the overgrown weeds at the top of the garden and realised 
And realised
That wasn’t what he was doing
Ooh no

It was a still day 
So still
It was a still life
And the smell of the smoke never quite left our clothes
Five years
And another
Five years

There was a silence 
Where my beautiful dead brother still lived between us 
And that quietness wasn’t burned with the weeds

It was a still day
It was a still life 
So still
And the smell of the smoke never quite left our clothes
Five years
Another
Five years

Digging the sod in Donegal 
Praying for muscle, bunched like a ball 
Sweat and pride loved standing tall 
Anticipating 
Eye-watering 
Peat-stove fire 
That would 
Warm 
Cook 
And flavour our bones

It was a still day 
Still day
It was a still life 
Still life
And the smell of the smoke never quite left our clothes

Another
Five years
And another
Five years...

Five years
Tick tock
Five years
My father lost his sense of smell and his pulse in cenotaph central heating
Five years
And my orphaned senses 
Five years
Still feel that fire

And smell that smoke...

© July 2021 - Phil McWalter

Image: 'Peasant Burning Weeds' 1883 Van Gogh

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Smoke

Kenchasonata

musique : @deep-man-2-121969062
mots et voix : Luciole Langevine

Il pleut des pneus sur les ruines du vieux monde
Les arbres déchiquetés n'abritent plus personne
La musique de la vie nulle part ne résonne

Il pleut des pneus sur les ruines du vieux monde
Peu à peu les étoiles occupent chaque espace
Des tourbillons de vortex se faufilent en surface 

Il pleut des pneus sur les ruines
Plus de regard pour voir, plus d'oreille pour entendre
Les structures les squelettes se délitent boue et cendre

Il pleut des pneus

translation :

It's raining tires on the ruins of the old world
The shredded trees no longer shelter anyone
The music of life nowhere resonates

It's raining tires on the ruins of the old world
Little by little the stars occupy each space
Vortex swirls creep across the surface

It's raining tires on the ruins
No more eyes to see, no more ears to hear
The structures, the skeletons disintegrate into mud and ashes

It's raining tires

Il Pleut Des Pneus - feat Deepman

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Jaded

Boat song

Boat Song

PAUL SCHEBERLE's Album

Life And The Pursuit of Snappiness - Schepp

Trouble is the first single, by Bellstop  album "Karma"
released june 20 2013

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Karma

Trouble

Fly Free by Keri Johnson

Photo credit/image: Kharytonova Anonina

Torn at the seams
walking backward into me

I'm sleepwalking
waking up to - to this dream

And the light can't hide
and the night longs to be free- to be freed

Baby you and I
we can take the sky fly free

Between the bitter leaves
falling sideways from the trees

To all the pretty things
from the flowers fading- to the bee that stings

And the light can't hide
and the night longs to be free- to be freed

Baby you and I
we can take the sky fly free

Keri Johnson's Album

Fly Free

Blue World

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Life And The Pursuit of Snappiness - Schepp

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