Even the worst of times can get better...with time. Featuring the wonderful vocals of Sabrina Miele, ("Sabrina Miele" on SoundCloud) and Shaels gorgeous, weeping steel guitar, "The Worst is Over" is a remake of our first recorded song, produced by Shael Wrinch at Stone Hill studios on beautiful Bowen Island. Lyrics:
The worst is over. I can tend to see the forest and the trees.
The worst is over. I can forget the days that had me on my knees
and I can see the shattered pieces of my broken heart
surrounding me
or I can see my friends with open arms and open hearts
to lead me home to a calming sea.
The worst is over.
Perspective is a lost and new-found friend.
The worst is over.
I can ask this day to pause but not to end
and I can see the future as a landscape dark and cold
an empty shell
or I can see the place to find the pieces of my soul
and kindred souls who wish me well.
The worst is over...
And I can see, if a single tear could save another soul
from such despair
then you and I could fill the streams and oceans of the world
and fill our hearts
with room to spare.
The worst is over...

Tequila Monday

The Worst is Over

The Worst Is Over (featuring Sabrina Miele)

Neon Nights

Written in a Post loss pre funeral haze hope you enjoy it

Shock!

PARIS (Where it all went wrong)

(R Murphy, F Lynch)

Never wanted to be loved by anyone else but you, it seemed so strange
I was locked inside this room, in a room that never changed
Like a silent shroud, a morning you breezed into my life
When you held me in your arms, I felt your love and tender charms take me to ground

Like a great umbrella stretching right over my world, you knew no bounds
I remember Paris, in the Metro, reading Jean-Paul Sartre, Je ne t'ai pas
Each little piece fell. It all fell to pieces

Never wished to hide a while, or look at you with that golden smile, uncool
I was always feeling flat, feeling left out like a fool
And from your summer morning window, you looked down on my life
When we dance till twilight hour, I watch the worlds that you devour and regurgitate
When you summon demons from the darkest hole within to incinerate

I remember Paris in the Metro, where it all went wrong
Each little piece fell. It all fell to pieces

Je me souviens de notre premier baiser, ça goûtait si adorable
C'était juste une faible lueur, dans cet hiver de notre vie actuelle

I remember Paris in the Metro, where it all went wrong

Hi, it's me, I'm out of town until Monday, just leave a message
Look, if you're there, just pick up, I'm sorry about the way I acted last night, I was such a fool
Such a fool

Each little piece fell. It all fell to pieces

Copyright PizarroMusic 2024

(With special thanks to Anne Finlay for the French intermission section... TRE BIEN!)

"Paris" (In The Metro, where It All Went Wrong).  Fiona Lynch.

I fell into a mental blackhole. Finaly I'm back and I feel better 😊 This is an old song but I think it fits well with my feelings. Love to all ❤

I was gone but I am back

©2025-JonKTPublishing.
©2025-Medusa Moon Music
Songwriter : Medusa Moon
Produced, Arranged, and Performed by Jon KT.

Blue Eyes

The Amen chorus is the eighth and last track on my album Requiem Quia Magnus Vir (Requiem for a Great Man) which you can hear in full here: https://on.soundcloud.com/2vuDi9U9Ry7292NV8

Funny story: This track, along with all the others on this album, was made by A.I. with just me supplying the lyrics and prompts to tell it what I wanted. But when I put in "Amen", the A.I. bot told me I couldn't have it because the word is copyrighted. 😲

So here is how I got around it:

Ah ah ah ah men, ah ah ah ah men   
Ah ah ah ah men, ah ah ah ah men
Ah ah ah ah men, ah ah ah ah men
Ah ah ah ah men, ah ah ah ah men

8. Amen

Digital Pawbreaker

The Host

A Match Into Water - CottontailVA

The Featherstone Massacre 1893 the British Army turned their guns on the civilian population.👇This is music about not taking things for granted they can always get worse. Its Metal and Alternative Rock for people who love distortion and a sing along chorus