Scott's Support 4

Remain by S-T-U-V

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Remain

Remain by S-T-U-V

Love doesn’t live here any more

Exploration of dealing with our own headspace. Blend of CSN and Peter Gabriel.

Vocals: Will Montgomery & Julie Lavery
Acoustic Guitar: Spencer Brochard
Keyboards: Will Montgomery
Written, Produced and Mixed by Will Montgomery

Barely

I'm iron pot, she's sleek steel pan
Both forged in fire to feed a man
She hisses bright with golden gleam
I cradle broth that warms the dream

He flings his words like shattered glass
She hurls her doubt with every pass
He brands her quiet with bitter slights
She scorches him with ancient spite

We bear the scorch to forge the feast
We light the blaze though nights are ceased

Pots and kettles, we're all charred,
Seared by flames we can't discard
We mock the soot upon your guard
Still guard the smolder deep and hard

Two armies clash in ashen fields
Their banners bleed where fury yields
One cries for glory, one for right
Yet both march black beneath the same smite

We forge our steel in bellows' heat
Confront the ashes at our feet
In battered pot and tarnished pan
We lose the key to what we've planned

Pots and kettles, we're all charred
Seared by flames we can't discard
We mock the soot upon your guard
Still guard the smolder deep and hard

Ash on me!
Ash on you!
We're all black
That much is true!

Pots and Kettles

(ShiftMode an alternate take on my original vision, reimagined with new lyrics and vibe while keeping the heart of the chorus)

Somewhere between the dirt road and the stars,
your voice still lingers.
It’s in the wind through the pines,
in the sound of things we thought we’d forgotten.

Out here, the past isn’t gone,
it’s just playing on a different channel.

Backroads and frequencies…
where I can still find you.

Cyberwaves • Spiritual Trap • Cinematic Hip-Hop • Alt Rap

Backroads and Frequencies (ShiftMode)

When your past mistakes continue to haunt and you can’t seem to catch a break

Soft Sand through a Sieve

Lyrics:
in cycles and circles
chaos and order
life becomes dust
(and from the dust
comes life)

Chaos 
the creator
of movement
and motion
a dance 
with order
making rhythm 
seeding life 
(it brings death)

random disorder, random destroyer,
(om namaha mahadev om shiva namaha)
chaos from order
random disorder makes energy
random disorder, random destroyer,
chaos in order
rhythmic disorder makes synergy
random 
(maha mahadev om shiva namaha)

random disorder, random destroyer,
(om namaha mahadev om shiva namaha)

random disorder, random destroyer,
random disorder, random destroyer
random disorder, random destroyer
(om namaha mahadev om shiva namaha)
chaos in order
random disorder makes energy

in cycles of chaos 
and order
we rise from the dust
to return after rust

consciousness 
is destroying reality
but its
imprinting us
reconstructing us

chaos
brings entropy
in cycles 
of random
disorder

random disorder, random destroyer,
(om namaha mahadev om shiva namaha)
chaos from order
random disorder makes energy
random disorder, random destroyer,
chaos in order
rhythmic disorder makes synergy

random disorder, random destroyer,
(om namaha mahadev om shiva namaha)
chaos from order
random disorder makes energy
random disorder, random destroyer,
chaos in order
rhythmic disorder makes synergy

random disorder, random destroyer,

random disorder, random destroyer,

Random Disorder

I wrote this song in support of domestic violence survivors. Domestic violence is a huge issue in the US and elsewhere in the world. Please do what you can to support the National Domestic Violence Hotline or other organizations that empower women to live a life without fear. Call 1-800-799-SAFE if you're a victim yourself. Love, Hannah ❤️

Emily

I wanted something fun and uptempo for my album that always seems to be one song away from complete 🫢  A while ago I was going through some health issues and I purchased a pill box for all the drugs I was taking and I thought this could turn into a good song idea.  I dusted off the banjo and mandolin for this lol.  New mic has arrived and I quickly recorded the vocals after spending the week on the other stuff.  It's a demo as I know it might need better mixing, singing, playing etc etc....

P.S Re-recorded vocals.. sounded like Calamity Jane!!! 😱

Written, Performed and Produced by Sarah Paradise-Brown

I woke up stressed my brains on fire
My nerves are wired
My thoughts conspire
Doctor says “Take one a day”
Now I’m poppin’ ‘em like it’s a buffet

Blue ones for the Monday grind
Pink ones to help me unwind
I’m a pharmacy VIP
Living life chemically carefree

Prescription addiction
I’m living the dream
Riding that serotonin dopamine stream
Side effects? 
Oh, they don’t scare me
Small price for feeling anxiety-free!
Prescription addiction
Oh what a thrill
Swallowing my problems like a daily refill

Friends all say, “You’re way too chill”
But that’s the magic of a little pill
Anxiety’s gone
Floating high
Like a zen master with a medicated supply

Capsules for my inner fears
Tablets for my overthinking gears
I’m mixing colours like the  artist does
Picasso of pharmaceuticals

Prescription addiction
I’m living the dream
Riding that serotonin dopamine stream
Side effects? 
Oh, they don’t scare me
Small price for feeling anxiety-free!
Prescription addiction
Oh what a thrill
Swallowing my problems like a daily refill

They say “Maybe you should slow it down”
My happy pills keep me off the ground
Sure my memory’s a little bit hazy
Who needs details when you feel this crazy?

Doctor, doctor, what’s the new fix?
Give me something fun let’s remix
I’ll take a side of focus hold the shakes
Maybe throw in pill for cake!

Prescription addiction
I’m living the dream
Riding that serotonin dopamine stream
Side effects? 
Oh, they don’t scare me
Small price for feeling anxiety-free!
Prescription addiction
Oh what a thrill
Swallowing my problems like a daily refill

Swallowing my problems like a daily refill
Swallowing my problems like a daily refill
Swallowing my problems like a daily refill
Swallowing my problems like a daily refill

Prescription Addiction

Translation above
Paroles (lyrics) : Myckaël Marcovic
Musique (music) : Denis Caouette https://soundcloud.com/user-491321443
Chant (vocals) : Marie-Christine Tremblay et Denis Caouette
Denis Caouette : musique et arrangements, guitares, back vocals et programmation.
Marlène Claveau : Sax Alto
Michel Otis : Sax ténor et piano
André Lessard : Trompette
Martin Tremblay : Trombone
Frank Corneau : Basse
Jérôme Vandal : Batterie
Martin Larose (Studio Septentrio) : Réalisation

Ce texte qui s'inscrit dans le mouvement Metoo (qui n'est pas mi-rien) est un hymne déclaré à l'indépendance des femmes. La musique de Denis Caouette, un peu rock, est allégée par des vents qui rappellent les belles années du groupe Chicago.

This song, which is part of the MeToo movement (which is no small thing), is a declaration of women's independence. Denis Caouette's slightly rock-inspired music is lightened by wind instruments reminiscent of the glory days of the band Chicago.

SI TU VEUX SAVOIR
A Dominique Briand

Si tu veux savoir qui je suis
Suis les saisons, suis la rivière
Qui chante et danse dans son lit
Se riant des vaines colères

Si tu veux savoir qui je suis
Essaie de suivre ce nuage
Qui a toujours la même envie
De caresser des paysages

Si tu veux savoir qui je suis
Écoute le vent de la mer
Gonflant les voiles de ma vie
Pour une école buissonnière

 Refrain : On n’emprisonne pas le vent
Venant de l’ouest ou du levant
J’ai toujours été arrimée
Aux ailes de la liberté

Si tu veux savoir qui je suis
Regarde encore dans ton miroir
Pour y retrouver l’utopie
Le cœur ardent de mon espoir

Si tu veux savoir qui je suis
Il te faudra de la patience
Car jamais mon cœur ne frémit
Pour ceux qui manquent d’élégance
  
Refrain : On n’emprisonne pas le vent
Venant de l’ouest ou du levant
J’ai toujours été arrimée
Aux ailes de la liberté… (ter)        
(SOLO)

Si tu veux savoir qui je suis
Écoute le vent de la mer
Gonflant les voiles de ma vie
Pour une école buissonnière

Refrain final : Maintenant tu sais qui je suis
Comme un bateau mi-eau, mi-air
Plein de rêves inassouvis
Mais qu’aucun port ne pourra taire
Nannanananananana !

IF YOU WANT TO KNOW
To Dominique Briand

If you want to know who I am
Follow the seasons, follow the river
That sings and dances in its bed
Laughing at vain anger

If you want to know who I am
Try to follow that cloud
That always has the same desire
To caress the landscape

If you want to know who I am
Listen to the sea wind
Filling the sails of my life
For a day of playing hooky

Chorus: You can't imprison the wind
Coming from the west or the east
I've always been tied
To the wings of freedom

If you want to know who I am
Look again in your mirror
To find utopia
The burning heart of my hope

If you want to know who I am
You will need patience
For my heart never flutters
For those who lack elegance
  
Chorus: You cannot imprison the wind
Coming from the west or the east
I have always been tied
To the wings of freedom... (ter)        
(SOLO)

If you want to know who I am
Listen to the sea wind
Filling the sails of my life
For a day of playing hooky

Final chorus: Now you know who I am
Like a boat half in the water, half in the air
Full of unfulfilled dreams
But no port can silence them
Nannanananananana!

Translated with DeepL.com (free version)

Si tu veux savoir

Obviously an homage to a certain very famous song. Hope this will become as famous as that one 😂

Lyrics:
Twin towers fell, skies turned to ash and gray, iPods hummed in pockets, music led the way. Y2K fears faded, but wars began to bloom, Google mapped our questions, starlight lost to zoom. Hurricanes carved coastlines, Katrina broke the levee, Social screens connected us, but hearts grew cold and heavy. 

I'm just a tiny little spark in a burning world, 
I didn't start the fire,
all I can do is pray we'll be here tomorrow. 

Arab Spring was rising, hope flickered then it cracked, Twitter storms were raging, no truth to bring us back. Crispr cut the code of life, we touched the edge of fate, Ice caps started weeping, while we argued and we wait. Bitcoin spiked and tumbled, dreams of wealth in code, Yet kids still walked to school, on a warming, winding road. 

I'm just a tiny little spark in a burning world, 
I didn't start the fire,
all I can do is pray we'll be here tomorrow. 

Pandemics locked our doors, masks hid every face, Zoom calls kept us tethered, but we longed for open space. Protests shook the streets, for justice long denied, Fires burned the forests, while the coral reefs died. Tesla cars were humming, drones lit up the skies, But I still see my old swing set, in my childhood's quiet eyes. 

I'm just a tiny little spark in a burning world, 
I didn't start the fire,
all I can do is pray we'll be here tomorrow. 

 AI learned our voices, wrote our songs and fears, TikTok spun our stories, through a blur of fleeting years. Elections split us wider, truth got hard to find, Glaciers slipped to oceans, leaving warnings far behind. But I'm still here, strumming, under stars I barely see, Whispering my small dreams, for a world that lets me be. 

I'm just a tiny little spark in a burning world, 
I didn't start the fire,
all I can do is pray we'll be here tomorrow.

SPARK

Gisbert - Kleine Schritte ins Dunkel (aus dem Roman "Hinter uns das Land")

Es beginnt nicht mit einem Paukenschlag. Es beginnt im Flüstern.

Mit "Kleine Schritte ins Dunkel" erhält die Welt von "Hinter uns das Land" eine neue, weise Stimme: Gisbert, der Großvater des kleinen Albrecht aus dem Roman. Es ist die Stimme eines Mannes, der ein langes Leben gelebt und die feinen Risse im Fundament der Gesellschaft schon früh erkannt hat. Seine Warnung ist keine laute Anklage, sondern ein schwermütiges Klagelied über eine Welt, die sehenden Auges auf den Abgrund zugeht.

Der Song ist eine zeitlose Parabel darüber, wie Freiheiten schleichend erodieren – durch Worte, die gestrichen werden, durch Zäune, die unscheinbar wachsen, und durch ein Schweigen, das lauter ist als jeder Protest. Eine karge, eindringliche Ballade, getragen von einer Stimme, die die Last der Voraussicht in sich trägt.

Eine Mahnung, die heute so relevant ist wie damals.

Text: Frank Talmon l'Armée
Musik: Beyond & Before Music
Gesang: Gisbert

Mehr zum multimedialen Roman- und Musikprojekt "Hinter uns das Land":
https://linktr.ee/Beyond_and_Before

#HinterUnsDasLand #KleineSchritteInsDunkel #SingerSongwriter #Folk #Ballade #Geschichte #Warnung #Lyrik #Soundtrack #Konzeptalbum

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Gisbert - Small Steps Into Darkness (from the novel "Hinter uns das Land" / "The Land Behind Us")

It doesn't start with a bang. It starts with a whisper.

With "Small Steps Into Darkness," the world of "Hinter uns das Land" gains a new, wise voice: Gisbert, the grandfather of little Albrecht from the novel. It is the voice of a man who has lived a long life, a man who recognized the fine cracks in the foundation of society long before they shattered. His warning is not a loud accusation, but a melancholic lament for a world that refuses to see the cliff it's walking towards.

The song is a timeless parable about the insidious erosion of freedom—through words that are erased, through fences that grow inconspicuously, and through a silence that is louder than any protest. A sparse and haunting ballad, carried by a voice that bears the weight of foresight.

A cautionary tale that feels as relevant today as it did in the past.

Lyrics: Frank Talmon l'Armée
Music: Beyond & Before Music
Vocals: Gisbert

Discover the multimedia novel and music project "Hinter uns das Land":
https://linktr.ee/Beyond_and_Before

#TheLandBehindUs #SmallStepsIntoDarkness #SingerSongwriter #Folk #Ballad #History #Warning #Lyrics #Soundtrack #ConceptAlbum

lyrics:

Kleine Schritte ins Dunkel


Ein Wort gestrichen
Wer merkt’s schon
Ein Buch verschwunden
Bleibt kein Ton
Ein kleiner Schritt
So unscheinbar
Wie Sand im Wind
Unsichtbar

Kleine Schritte ins Dunkel
Still und sacht
Keiner hat’s gesehen
Keiner hat’s gedacht
Bis wir aufwachen
Bis wir versteh’n
Doch dann ist es zu spät
Dann ist nichts mehr zu dreh’n

Ein Zaun gebaut
Nur für den Schutz
Ein Blick wird schärfer
Ein Herz wird stutz
Ein leiser Zweifel
Doch wer spricht laut
Die Stille wächst
Die Hoffnung taut

Es beginnt im Flüstern
Im leisen Rauch
Und wächst im Schatten
Wie Dornenstrauch

Kleine Schritte ins Dunkel
Still und sacht
Keiner hat’s gesehen
Keiner hat’s gedacht
Bis wir aufwachen
Bis wir versteh’n
Doch dann ist es zu spät
Dann ist nichts mehr zu dreh’n

Ein Schritt
Ein Schritt
Und noch ein Schritt
Die Kette klirrt
Das Herz zerbricht
Doch wer schaut hin
Wer hält die Hand
Wenn alles fällt
Wie Treibsand

Kleine Schritte ins Dunkel

A heartfelt country story turned into a guitar-driven country-rock anthem. “Then There Was You” blends emotional lyrics, big choruses, and rich rock guitars with your ReVampd sound — equal parts southern soul and arena rock energy. Perfect for fans of country-rock love songs with real weight and a powerful hook.
🔥 Featured in the Country Gets Rocked playlist.
👇 Which lyric or guitar moment hit you the most? Drop the timestamp.

Then There Was You (Country Rock)

I kept pushing you away 
But I didn't wanna lose you 
Now I’m uncertain why I'd choose to? 

My mind ain’t working okay

I could feel the fire in you fade
We couldn’t burn like we used to
I hope you don’t think that I confused you

Whoa I got tired of fighting
Couldn’t keep on righting the wrong
You'll never find me
All broken apart now you’re gone

Don’t get the feeling you fine dear 
You’re like the fool you been grinding
Sometimes the truth it can be blinding
Til you look and learn that you got it all wrong

Not every battle you fightin’
Will turn your wrongs into rightings
In case you still need reminding
I ain’t messed up now you’re gone

Oh no you can’t find me
Too bad you can’t find me
I ain’t messed up now 

You’re gone

Whoa I got tired of fighting
Couldn’t keep on righting the wrong
You'll never find me
All broken apart now you’re gone

Whoa now you can’t find me
Too bad you can't find me
You can no longer like me
Don't care you don’t like me
Don’t need you behind me
I don’t need you behind me

Too bad you can't find me
Whoa now you can’t find me
Don't care you don’t like me
Whoa you don’t like me
Don’t need you behind me
I ain't messed up now you're gone

Music and Lyrics by Tom Hall @2020

Ain't Messed Up

Chemicals

I wrote this to summarize the healer experience in world of warcraft, i love healing, but sometimes .... i just want to yell at people to get out of the puddles :D ... i wrote this because yelling, talking, typing... weakaura's ... nothing helped people get out of the goo... so i hoped this song will help :)

I go oom

ADV ORG CHEM

This is how I imagine Edgar Allan Poe's famous poem as a song. Others have done this before, but I hope you enjoy my version ❤️

Annabel Lee

Love Myself Right

https://on.soundcloud.com/qSnaEYtdIMcfqzYHUU by Wirth-X @wirth-x

ShAnkAri was born in Austin, Tx.. Thank you so much Brady for celebrating Austin for me.. 🫠💕🎵✨

Warm wind through the cedar trees
Something here puts me at ease
Never planned it, never knew
Just the open sky pulling me through

There's a pull, there's a pull
Like the moon moves the tide
There's a call, there's a call
From the other side
Falling into place
In the hands of fate
You found me
Before it was too late

You laughed beneath the amber sky,
Said some hearts are born to try.
In your eyes I saw the proof,
Home was never just a roof.

Maybe peace was never gone,
Just waiting here to bring me home.

There's a pull, there's a pull
Like the moon moves the tide
There's a call, there's a call
From the other side
Falling into place
In the hands of fate
You found me
Before it was too late

I left my past on that old highway
Let the skyline fade away
Now the stars hum low and tuned
Everything reminds me of you

There’s a pull, there’s a pull
Like the stars draw the night
There’s a call, there’s a call
That feels just right
Falling into place
Where my heart can stay
You found me
And I’ll never drift away
@Wirth-X

ShAnkAri touch - ShAnkAri prod
@djShAnkAri

Wirth-X - Austin (ShAnkAri touch)

Retired the beginning of 2023. Been writing music seriously for about six years. Thanks for listening - and sharing!

Scott's Support 4

Scott Orr