Steg; Steg und Mitte; Mitte; Mitte und Hals; Hals

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Strat Clean

Steg

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Strat Metal

My life regained simplicity,  I rearranged a lot, some might say too much.
a lack of electricity, am I happy, with all the  things I got? And the  nothing, I attach?

Let come a   natural path, for more sympathy and love. 
               
I'm  getting obviously older   an insight coming from the  shoulder  of fate beating me,  that I see.
I am getting obviously older a fact, that's coming from the shoulder of fate. nothing is ever to late.

Sparetime, that is mine  a concept of autonomy. A few duties, not too much sounds like paradies to me
noone, I begrudge.  Am I paying any price? Are there any goals to let rise?

Desires turn up elusively  I follow them inobtrusively 

With or without any useful success? I roam my rooms without obusive stress
at home I feel calm and warm alone,  lonesome  nevertheless 
Sitting in the yard  I confess I will not try to impress anyone, less excess of the mess.

Getting Older

Bubbles Mix3

lyrics by Popescu Ionut-Adrian


White lover digging in my soul
you sacraficed your life in fire
you kissed me years ago my love
and set a a dangerous desire

breathing out the shadows white lover
we swore to die together, white lover
in the mist of great mistakes, queen of pain

I'm getting drunk with yourtaste
and smoking melts my lips
rushing through my vains your soul
chases my heart and burns my wings


breathing out the shadows, white lover
we swore to die together, white lover
in the mist of great mistakes, queen of pain


they cry my name and the churchbell dances
but I'm so close but too far forever
the autumn leaves cover all my senses
and my soul is yours, white lover

breathing out the shadows, white lover
we swore to die together, white lover
in the mist of great mistakes, queen of pain  

White Lover

Changing (acoustic folk, singer/songwriter, sentimental)

Loved working in the Studio on this tune with my son Nate on drums and a wonderful Midi File author unknown along with my new Korg Trinity Rack.

Sister Golden Hair

New track with a little ;-)

lyrics:
I face another day that's full of things I have to do
I stay in bed and close my eyes
the pump in my aquarium hums to my tiring thoughts

the coffee in my mug wakes up my mind 
but still I waste a lot of time to tell myself: tomorrow...
I need to go on tidy up my desk

Please don't call me today because I am busy with procrastination
Nothing is going to work so I will just keep on hanging here in frustration
I'd better be disappearing I don't want to handle being so idle
But I keep on thinking of what I could eat now, I'm basically just doing survival

It's six o clock and I got stuck with writing just these lines I should just save and leave. I've got to breathe
I should get up and find something to drink

So many tasks that I forgot so many mails are in the box that I  ignore my throat gets sore. just one more chorus then I'll wash the dish

Please don't call me today because I am busy with procrastination
Nothing is going to work so I will just keep on hanging here in frustration
I'd better be disappearing I don't want to handle being so idle
But I keep on thinking of what I could eat now, I'm basically just doing survival

Procrastination

Whoever

A simple coffee makes a difference
a friendly smile on your way home
the sound of rain is a deliverance
or just a single glare of the sun

Sometimes life should be a radio song
just floating in space in frozen time
sometimes joy comes from ordinary things
even a simple rime :)

Why always think so heavy
as if there was no way out
caring too much is an achy thing
so put off your mind, you'd better be kind to yourself
simple words are hard to find
and often i just can't remind the moments when I was purely fine
but now I have the chance to make this moment right

Who cares what I do

Sometimes life is a radiosong
it floats in space in frozen time
sometimes it should feel like the final song that your favourite band plays live on stage

Sometimes life should be a radio song
just floating in space in frozen time

Getting Older

Raph Ael Schröter