Люблю отчизну я, но странною любовью

My grandson wanted to write music like pops, so he drew the picture above, and commented, "Some of the notes are fast, like dancing, and some of the notes are slow, like resting." The rest flowed quite naturally.

Some of the notes are fast, like dancing. Some of the notes are slow like resting..
All of the notes, they come together and make a song.
When you sing it, you might be the only one who knows just what it means.

Some of the notes are loud and clear, some of ‘em you can barely hear.
All of those notes are your notes, so they can’t be wrong.
When you find it, you have found a treasure that’s beyond your wildest dreams.

It’s the song that you were meant to sing,the one that gives your soul a wing
And every time you sing it, you’re reminded what you’ve got.
Because that song, is yours, and you know it always has been
It’s your song - never let it be forgot.

I thank God for every song that fills my heart.
Even when the song’s not happy, its a map
I can use to find directions where I need to  be,and how to go.

It’s the song that I was meant to sing,and that song might mean everything
And every time I sing it, I’m reminded what I’ve got,
Because that song, is mine, and I know it always has been
It’s my song - never let it be forgot.


It’s Your Song (Never Let It Be Forgot)

A sound rooted in the unseen ⟡
where silence, soul, and fire move as one.

A memory carried in vibration.
Flickers in the dark, signals rising.

This is ritual.
This is BLACK FREQUENCY.

Black Frequency

This is a slow ballad , to about he he frees us all from bondage , smooth tempo , 

Hope Faith And Love

I Am Free

“Whispers Through the Glass” is about the quiet fading of a friendship — how someone once close can suddenly grow distant, leaving only silence and unanswered questions.

Lyrics:

“Whispers Through the Glass”

We carved our paths in mirrored streams
Built paper boats of fragile dreams
Once the wind would lift us high
Now only shadows cross the sky

Something drifted, tides withdrew
Colors faded from our view
I reach across but touch the frost
The echo answers what we’ve lost

Whispers through the glass
Fading constellations where we once danced
What harm in the ripple, what harm in the hue?
Tell me what storm I’ve sailed into with you

Your voice once lit the orchard trees
Now silent birds haunt memory
Petals falling, roots gone dry
I walk in gardens turned to sighs

Silent currents pull apart
Lines erased from an old map’s heart
I reach for light but find the blue
And wonder what eclipse eclipsed you

Whispers through the glass
Fading constellations where we once danced
What harm in the ripple, what harm in the hue?
Tell me what storm I’ve sailed into with you

Maybe we were just passing clouds
Rising shapes in a sky too proud
I thought the winds would never end
But storms rewrite the names of friends

Whispers through the glass
Fading constellations where we once danced
What harm in the ripple, what harm in the hue?
Tell me what storm I’ve sailed into with you

In the stillness, currents bend
Searching for the line you’ll never send
A question lingers, thin as dew
What harm, what harm have I done to you?


Whispers Through the Glass

So this track we thought we would take the classic jazz pop route “Danie Hollobaugh” on the vocals & vocal melody composed by Scott 

So the story is about a friendship about to turn into relationship, but the man doesn’t know if he should commit yet, although she does, she keeps telling him take chance “roll the dice”


Enjoy!!

Roll The Dice

the-last-man-standing-(remix).mp3

Hush Street Minneapolis

[Intro]
Yeah…
Stumbled out my kitchen like it’s some cathedral,
Half-eaten cereal sittin’ like a sequel.
Phone screen cracked, but it still show me love,
Feels like the universe laugh when I look above.

[Verse 1]
I got a shoebox full of dreams under my bed,
Rent late again but I’m rich in my head.
Neighbors knockin’, say the music too loud,
But it’s therapy, baby, I’m drownin’ in the sound.
Couple empty bottles like trophies on the shelf,
Talkin’ to my past like it still knows itself.
Life’s a sitcom, I just play the fool,
Laughin’ at the mirror ‘cause it’s breakin’ all the rules.

[Chorus]
Oooooh, I’ve been fallin’ through the night,
Oooooh, tryna make the wrongs feel right.
Oooooh, got my demons in the rearview,
But I’m still ridin’, yeah, I’m still ridin

[Verse 2]
I left my notebook in the laundromat,
Now my rhymes smell fresh, can you top that?
Bus driver winked when I missed my stop,
Guess even the universe knows I can’t cope.
I got burnt toast with a side of hope,
Tryna tie these loose ends with a frayin’ rope.
But it’s funny, ain’t it? How the chaos sings,
I’m a queen with a gold crown from Burger King.

[Chorus]

Oooooh, I’ve been fallin’ through the night,
Oooooh, tryna make the wrongs feel right.
Oooooh, got my demons in the rearview,
But I’m still ridin’, yeah, I’m still ridin’.

[Bridge]

Tell my landlord I paid in laughter,
Tell my past self “happily ever after.”
World’s on fire, but I found me a match,
Light another verse, let the smoke detach.

[Final Chorus]

Oooooh, I’ve been fallin’ through the night,
Oooooh, tryna make the wrongs feel right.
Oooooh, got my demons in the rearview,
But I’m still ridin’, yeah, I’m still ridin’.

Люблю отчизну я, но странною любовью

R.Ranger