𝐆𝐈𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐈𝐎𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐎𝐑 [2021 Mix]

my quick submission for sleepy bois discord SFC 

yo yo 

dan

pumped. (feat. Sleepy Boi)

Composition, Arrangement: Yoann Turpin. 2022
Artwork: https://www.deviantart.com/newcastlemale/art/Ullswater-Lake-District-440548345

Piano Song: What you mean to me

Wow, it's been so long. My last song was released August 2020, and this one is released March 2022. I started this song in January 2021, and have sat on it for way too much time. This song is about not being able to write one despite all the pieces being there.

Special thanks to @donteparis for lending his golden pipes to this tune.

Released on Spotify here: https://open.spotify.com/track/18HcDBHtN3oHUQrYoQG4gw?si=46b5419d6ae44ef5

Lyrics:
(Sam)
It's okay that it's been a while since you've played guitar
Even fine that your pen has dried up from the wait
In your head is a song that refuses to grow, I know
Expectation has got you overthinking the notes

I write the melody first, then the words
Then come the chords and the beat, stay in key
I've wrapped up all I can say– nobody will hear this anyway
Something's not right with the verse or the chorus
I think we'll start over, again

(Donte)
And I know it's been so long since I called
Ain't no way I can lie or try this time
I've been caught up in things
I've been caught up with me
I don't want anyone else, so believe me that

I write the melody first, then the words
Then come the chords and the beat, stay in key
I've wrapped up all I can say– nobody will hear this anyway
Something's not right with the verse or the chorus
I think we'll start over, again

No Song (feat. Donte Paris)

This track started in a Plonkapple livestream. He was just starting to create the track, then I joined the stream. I tossed some ideas his way, and he gave me the stems to the track. This is what I came up with. Enjoy!
Check out Plonk here: https://soundcloud.com/plonkapple


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Bernn ft. Plonkapple

Samples from 
Song Of The South (1946)
Splash Mountain (1989)

Faith In Him

Music Video:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3qORttk_0Yc

Produced by Brian + Raphael
Mixed by Kurt Feldman

Music by Charles Marshall
Words by Harold Harford

 "I hear you calling me.
You call'd me when the moon had veil'd her light,
Before I went from you into the night;
I came, -do you remember?- back to you
For one last kiss beneath the kind stars' light.

 I hear you calling me.
And oh, the ringing gladness of your voice!
The words that made my longing heart rejoice
You spoke, -do you remember?- and my heart
Still hears the distant music of your voice.

 I hear you calling me.
Though years have stretch'd their weary length between,
And on your grave the mossy grass is green:
I stand, -do you behold me?- list'ning here,
Hearing your voice through all the years between.

 I hear you calling me."

I Hear You Calling Me

It’s easy to not realize
How far you’ve come
Until you look twice
And then you know
That despite the pain
A lot has been done
A lot has been gained
The daily battle has been won
You could only walk
When you wish 
You could run
It’s been overcast
When you wish
There was sun
The burden has been great
At times like a ton
But even so
That’s the way each day
Is begun
From one day to the next
Facing what comes
Trying to do the best
At times I’ve struggled
I must confess
But I’ll keep on going
Even though I’m a mess
The more I work at it
The pain gets less
But that’s the way
Life gets addressed
These days
©2025 wr heustis

Work At It

past

My tears turned into puddles,
on the table where I always write to you.
A mix of sorrow and anguish,
a mix of helplessness and desolation.

Always asking myself why this pause…
the only thing I do is sit and write
about all the things I’ve seen of the future.

And I write…
because the soul doesn’t know how to stay silent,
because there are visions that weigh
like seas that never stop speaking.

I can’t explain so many feelings at once.
I see selfish people, without solidarity,
running, escaping from the flood,
desperate, crying out for help.

And they turn to me, they look at me —
the very same ones who despised me,
the same who spoke ill of me.

And I look…
at their faces filled with fear,
faces that once denied the truth,
now reaching for a piece of sky.

I see them cry in bitterness,
without food, without electricity.
Groups of lonely women,
widows of fate, holding their children,
weeping for what they’ve lost,
without their partners, without their husbands.

And I walk through their lives,
and through them, they show me the future.
Their voices whisper softly:
“My friend… let go of time, let go of the future.”

But what can I do,
if I always see —as on a glowing TV—
what on this planet is going to happen.
What will happen…
what is already happening.

But what can I do,
if I always see —as on a glowing TV—
what on this planet is going to happen.
What will happen…
what is already happening.

I write because the soul can’t keep quiet

I'm still not good at mixing these things so you might need to turn it up or listen with headphones.

Thanks for listening, as always.


Photo taken by the spectacular Galen Lei (IG: galenlei)

Below Average (But That's Okay)

sammy b's instrumental jams– now with words!
thanks for listening~

talk to me: celentanoguitar @ gmail.com

No Song (feat. Donte Paris)

Sam Celentano