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Part of the album "Die Umrandung des Nichts".

Die Umrandung des Nichts

Still Lost

Acoustic instrumental with upbeat folk and country feel.

Katherine

I started writing and the song just kept getting happier.  I figured that had to be a good thing, so I kept on going.  

Here are the lyrics:

You walked into the room
Joined an aimless conversation
I liked what you had to say
And found myself glancing your way
Then suddenly out of nowhere
It caught me unaware
Didnt know where it came from
I couldn’t say a word it kinda struck me dumb

It was a feeling
Came bubbling up
Just bubbling up
From the inside
A feeling
Quite a surprise
To discover
That I had tears in my eyes

We walked a path together for a while
I was happy to have you by my side
And every now and then I’d see you anew
And get overwhelmed by the sight of you
I never really quite expected
It would sneak up on me, I never suspected
It always left me feeling kinda shy
But I never hid the tear in my eye

I used to the kind of man who proudly never cried
Whatever feelings I might have had I kept them the deep inside
I hardly knew I had an inner life until you handed me a key
Now it feels like I've been introduced to missing parts of me


It ended quite a while ago
I’m Ok with that and I hope you know
That every memory that I have of you
Is a happy one and yes it’s still true
That sometimes when I recall your face
Or remember some special time and place
A feeling comes from out of nowhere
Feelings bout the life that we once shared

It was a feeling
Came bubbling up
Still bubbling up
 From the inside
A feeling
Quite a surprise
When I discover
That I have tears in my eyes

Bubbling Up

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La Course Vaine

Sitting by the trees. 
Contemplating on the springtime. 
But, now I'm never alone. 
Bout, how I'll never feel the hold of you. 
As you'd do.
Let me tell you something that's a-bothering me.
A monkey puzzle doesn't trouble growing it's leaves.
On the whole...
things are fine...
But I'd sell my soul, for some more time.
Sitting by the sea. 
Contemplating on the ocean. 
A little notion of devotion. 
Oh, how they'd all a-take that potion too. 
As you do.
Let me tell you somethings always bothered me.
It's the fact we have to worry about fucking money.
On the whole...
Space flys by...
But I'd sell my soul to the devil for one more try.
Sitting by the...
Out beside the trees.

Let me tell you somethings always bothering me.
Does an ant know what he's doing when he's cutting his leaves?
On the whole...
Theres hills to climb...
But I'd sell my soul, to get what's mine.
Sitting by the...
O'er by the leas...
Contemplating on the wonder.
And how i keep from slipping under. 
How I hold it all together for you. 
Just for you.
Let me tell you something that's a-bothering me.
A monkey puzzle doesn't trouble growing it's leaves.
Let me tell you somethings always troubled me.
 I can't put my finger on what's a-bothering me.

Monkey Puzzle [Pretty Green Mix]

King&Queen (Original Mix)

This song was written while I was going through cancer treatments. It's a song about my faith and the love of my spouse who I leaned on every day.

Your Love S Gotta Hold On Me

Silence

Er schlief und hatte  einen Traum
Und verließ seinen Seelenraum
Frei von seinem Tagesleben
Vermocht er leicht dahin zu schweben

So angenehm  sich fortbewegend
Erreichte er eine schöne Gegend
Wohin er schwebte wuchs empor
Alsbald ein bunter Blumenfllor

Und lustig schwärmten um die Dolden
Viele tausend Falter, rot und golden
Ganz nah auf einen Lilienstengel
Einsam und sinnend saß ein Engel

Und weil das Land ihm unbekannt
Fragt er 
Wie nennt man dieses Land
Hier sprach der Engel 
Ändern sich die Dinge
Du bist im Reich der Schmetterlinge

Er aber wohlgemut und heiter
Zog achtlos seines Weges weiter
Da kam wie er so weiterglitt
Ein Frauenbild und schwebte mit

Als ein willkommenes Geleite
Anmutig lächelnd ihm zur Seite
Und um Sie nie mehr loszulassen
Dacht er die Holde zu erfassen

Doch eh er Zeit dazu gefunden
Schlüpft sie hinweg und ist verschwunden
Ihm war so schwül er musste trinken
Nicht fern sah er ein Bächlein blinken

Er bückte sich hinab zum Wasser
Gleich fasste ein Arm ein blasser
Vom Grund hinauf ihm beim Genick
Doch er entkam mit viel Geschick

Sein Hals war steif und krumm
Nur mühsam dreht er ihn herum
Und ach wie war es ringsumher
Auf einmal traurig öd und leer


Urplötzlich springt aus einem Graben
Begleitet vom Geschrei der Raben
Ihm eine Hexe auf den Nacken
Und spornt ihn an mit ihren Hacken

Und macht sich schwer wie Bleigewichte
Die Hexe quält ihn fast zu zunichte
Bis dass er matt und lendenlahm
Zu einem finstern Walde kam

Ein Jägersmann dürr von Gestalt
Trat hervor und rief  ein dumpfes Halt
Schon liegt ein Pfeil auf einem Bogen
Schon ist die Sehne straff gezogen

Jetzt trifft  der Jäger ihn in sein Herz
Doch erwachte der Schläfer voller Schmerz
Und sprang vom Bette ungesäumt
 Sonst hätt er wohl noch mehr geträumt

(Text: Wilhelm Busch)

Traum

Is a underground music producer beat maker and dj from the late 90s to the present day he was born in rochdale north east manchester england in july1983 he makes diffrent styles of music like hip hop rnb trap dnb jungle techno house garage  he a aspiring music producer looking for collaborations with talented or well known artists all music rights reserved and can only be used for personal listening use any other use is prohibited all rights reserved thanks for takeing the time to check out rickydee all enquiries by email plz Rickybigdog83@gmail.com thanks again people and plz feel free to repost and shaire the sounds of rickydee thanks 

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