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La Saone (Damga/ La Gazelle)

Lyrics by Wildsilences https://soundcloud.com/wildsilencez
Original found @ https://soundcloud.chttps://soundcloud.com/wildsilencez/wildsilences-complete-original-version 
https://soundcloud.com/solacestreet/lonely-by-wildsilences-w-rma

Complete

Summer

Music      written and performed by Fred Mulder
Vocals     performed by Marty Andersson
Lyrics       wrtten by Marty Andersson   

                 all rights resererved 2023/2024

The Gardens Of Life 2023

Morality1 / The  Green Valley /  A New Power /   Moraiity 2

Morality1 / The  Green Valley /  A New Power /   Morality2   **FREM  & Marty Andersson

LYRICS 
I heard her coming in at midnight
I said honey where you been
She said I've been to the movies
With Sue and my best friend Janine

She said we been talking
Seemed like for hours and hours
I said why don't you call me
You know that I worry, She said I'm sorry

I said what was the movie
And she said I don't know
I didn't take no notice
It was just somewhere to go

And she said we been talking
Seemed like for hours and hours
I said why don't you call me
You know that I worry, She said I'm sorry

Instrumental

And she said we been talking
Seemed like for hours and hours
I said why don't you call me
You know that I worry, She said I'm sorry

I said why was you talking
Is there something I should know
She said now honey don't be silly
But her face just let it show

And she said we been talking
Seemed like for hours and hours
I said why don't you call me
You know that I worry, She said I'm sorry

I heard her coming in at midnight

Fade




Coming in at Midnight

"For My Lady" is a song written by Ray Thomas that was released on the Moody Blues 1972 album Seventh Sojourn. It was also released as the B-side to the single "I'm Just a Singer (In a Rock and Roll Band)"
The lyrics to "For My Lady" are about the singer's desire for true love.The lyrics may have been inspired by Thomas' recent divorce at the time he wrote the song.

Music journalist Geoffrey Freakes described "For My Lady" as an "uncomplicated, uncluttered and blissfully romantic song" that is "supremely elegant." Moody Blues biographer Marc Cushman felt that "the melody and heartfelt vocal performance convey a sadness despite the positive nature of the lyrics. Tampa Tribune critic Ralph Harold described the song as "an elegant love song, almost Elizabethan, although somewhat gimmicky with a cymbal sound of ocean waves and a nautical harmonica and organ background.

At one point Justin Hayward plays a guitar note that had some listeners thinking that the guitar string broke. But according to Hayward that it was not a broken string but merely an emphasized pluck to accompany the lyrics "and slowly bow her head."                          Wikipedia

Mastered Track: Distrokid Mixea

For My Lady - The Moody Blues (Cover)

"Nowhere Drive" is a continuation of Sad Drive, but this time, it’s about looking in the mirror and seeing the cycle staring back. It’s about realizing that, without meaning to, I carried my past into my future – and in doing so, I passed down a weight that was never meant for my children to bear.

(But there’s hope. You can pull over, step outside, and start again. You can choose to take care of yourself first, so you can take care of others without losing yourself in the process. Because if you don’t listen to yourself, the weight of others will always be too much to carry.)

This song is for anyone who’s ever felt trapped in a path they never chose. You’re not alone. You can break free.

[Verse 1]
Yellow lines blur, hands grip the wheel
I swore I’d never turn out like them, but here I am still
Ghosts in the rearview, playing their part
A voice in my chest that was never my heart

[Pre-Chorus]
The same old fight in a different key
The same old weight that don’t belong to me
A stranger's words in my own mouth
A cycle I swore I’d figure out

[Chorus]
Nowhere drive, nowhere fast
Carrying things that were never mine to grasp
Road signs whisper, turn around
But the engine hums like a burial ground

[Verse 2]
A child cries in another room
I freeze mid-step, like I always do
Is this the moment I break the chain?
Or just another turn in a dead-end game?

[Pre-Chorus]
The same old fight in a different key
The same old weight that don’t belong to me
A stranger's words in my own mouth
A cycle I swore I’d figure out

[Chorus]
Nowhere drive, nowhere fast
Carrying things that were never mine to grasp
Road signs whisper, turn around
But the engine hums like a burial ground

[Bridge]
Headlights flicker, the mirror cracks
I see my father staring back
Not his hands, not his eyes
But the same old silence in disguise

[Outro]
Forgive me, I never knew
How to hold myself the way I should hold you
This road was never yours to drive
So I pull over – I step outside

Nowhere Drive [Moonrise Mix]

classical guitar gone crazy

This is the 4th variation of a valse from Carulli. With many thanks to Blackbird for adding her beautiful voice.

valse 4

The brain sketches the world ahead of time using memory, expectation, emotion, and chemistry, then checks incoming reality against that sketch. When the prediction fits, we feel steady, certain, grounded. When it doesn’t, the system jolts, confusion, overwhelm, anxiety, or meaning-making floods in as the mind scrambles to update the model.

The song explores the tension between certainty and instability: how strong expectations can bend reality to fit a belief, while weak or noisy predictions can make the world feel chaotic and unsafe. 

It captures the lived experience of oscillating between feeling invincible and feeling unmoored, depending on how well the internal map matches the external environment. 

This isn’t about being wrong or broken,  it’s about being human in a brain built to guess first and correct later. Where understanding how the mind works doesn’t stop the struggle, but it does offer perspective: a way to hold both chaos and hope at the same time, and to keep moving even when certainty flickers.

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Lyrics: 

[Verse 1]
I wake up in a world that my brain’s already drawn,
Blueprinted dreams in the quiet before dawn.
It’s a sketch, it’s a guess, it’s a half-built scene 
My mind runs ahead like it knows what I mean.
Streetlights flicker like they’re loading a file,
Life pre-rolls events by a second or a mile.
Every face, every noise, every footstep’s tone
Is a prediction my neurons claim as their own.

[Pre-Chorus]
And the signal hits, tiny shock to the chest,
When the world disagrees with the mind’s first guess.
Correct the frame, reset the lens,
Reboot the truth and start again.

[Chorus]
Cause we don’t see the world, we see the forecast,
Running on a loop with the odds recast.
Little pulse, little glitch, little sensory check:
Did I call that right? Did the world reflect?
If the guess is strong, then reality bends,
If it’s weak, every moment turns hurricane winds.
I’m a predictive-text heartbeat trying to cope,
Living every day somewhere between chaos and hope.


[Verse 2]
My brain asks quietly, What fits this scene?
Then fills in the blanks with whatever it means.
Half memory, half instinct, half dopamine spark,
It colours in daylight like it edits the dark.
When I’m sure, I’m a fortress; when I’m not, I’m a storm,
Strobe-light attention with a mind that won’t conform.
A whisper becomes meaning if the spotlight lands,
And the smallest surprise knocks the script from my hands.

[Pre-Chorus]

Yeah the real world taps like a code on the glass,
Telling me my predictions were a little off-task.
Correct the glitch, rewrite the line,
Reset the map inside my mind.

[Chorus]

Cause we don’t see the world, we see the forecast,
Running on a loop with the odds recast.
Little pulse, little glitch, little sensory check,
Did I call that right? Did the world reflect?
If the guess is strong, then reality bends,
If it’s weak, every moment turns hurricane winds.
I’m a predictive-text heartbeat trying to cope,
Living every day somewhere between chaos and hope.

[Bridge]

Click, shift, error rate rising,
Dopamine spark in the synapse colliding.
Foresight fights with the sensory proof,
Which one’s real? Which one’s truth?
Overfit thinking or scattershot mind,
Either way I’m rewriting the scene every time.
Put me in a world, I’ll redraw the sky
Half of it logic, the rest is why?

[Final Chorus]

We don’t see the world, we see the forecast first,
Sometimes it’s gospel, sometimes it’s cursed.
A pulse, a glitch, a feedback loop,
A mind on the run in a high-speed scoop.
If the guess holds tight, then the walls stay straight,
If it fails, the horizon starts to oscillate.
I’m a predictive-text heartbeat, wired to roam,
Always one step ahead of the world I call home.


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Dreams from pre-birth of trees in blossom.

Dreams of Blossom Trees (remastered 2025)

Note: In light of the recent AI breakthroughs, we feel it's important to clarify that we've been working with voice modulation since the mid-1990s – originally inspired by David Bowie's album Outside. Our approach predates AI-driven tools and is rooted in treating the voice as an instrument, shaped and sculpted through earlier technologies.

We fully understand that questioning authenticity may not be the intention – but it's worth remembering that all electronic music is, by nature, mediated and transformed. Even Nietzsche pointed out how modern tools shape us: inserting paper into a typewriter already creates a distance that handwriting does not. Perhaps birdsong is the only truly authentic sound. 🐦

Writes original song lyrics and takes custom lyric requests under the artist name La Wi. This platform is also home to the creative collaborations of the Psychonaut Collective (The Psychonauts). Thank you for your support and appreciation.

Nowhere Drive [Moonrise Mix]

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