The Inescapable

Free

Moon shines, dance to the trees
Where she may live

Unreachable House

Start Here

One of my last few recording with my voice for my son.

Angel

So Damned Tired

They say the numbness settles in
Until the pain begins again
Never did tell me when
I might expect it all to end.

Never told me if the fever goes
Ah maybe heaven knows
I’ll place another pure white rose
Bless it with my tear flows.

Not saying I’m a special case
In this god-forsaken human race
Where dark times have to have their place
Even on the best of days.

But won’t you let me see the sun
Just a glimpse of light to build upon
And space to know the end’s begun
When everything is said and done.

Spinning clouds of memory dust
Form shapes comprising both of us
Allegedly they were built on trust
But I’m never one to make a fuss.

So it seems the plot contrived
To leave me of your love deprived
And they promised me truth never lied
Ah I’m so damned tired.
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Picture by Jordan Steranka on Unsplash

So Damned Tired

Music composed, and played by me some year ago. 
I wrote this music thinking life always end but I like to believe that souls of lovers continue together their eternal  travel. Thanks for listening.

Antopie

Dreamers

Many thanks to Sander for inviting me to collab on this wonderful track ..... a big joy to add the sax and a most pleasant musical collaboration !
Visit my friend's page https://soundcloud.com/wane-of-summer for more awesome music! // Photo by Cerqueira on Unsplash

104 °F //  Wayne of Summer & joerxworx

Ramblin Fever

Peacocks swagger. This song swaggers like a peacock. Part 2.  A couple of hours playing around with some loops, pitch shifts and effects.

The Inescapable

Hot Bubble