Piano Pieces

Album Demo (untitled)

"Digging a whole with a tired soul
and its the ol' Sun Dance
Tired of being lied to by the Master and The Plan
Everything sounds to be concrete
in a new age street
Violence again, proposed by men with a belly of sand

When the Whole World is everything
Angels by your side, spread your wings

Little man with a plan has a heavy hand
Trying to make a living and take home the best he can
Too shy and bashful for a living room scene,on the Ravine
Get on a plane, it will take you somewhere you never seen

Take a train away from your only brain
Put on a positive cap and think in your way
Mother Earth wouldn't hurt us, if she cared
Somebody told me that I might be hearing impaired.." - Sean Rook

Sun Dance

"I ain't got a whole lot to give, but I'll give you all I got
It might be a whole lotta little, but a whole lotta little
might be a lot
I'm sorry, that everything seems to be happening this way
I'm sorry, not everyone agrees on everything these days
Well, i ain't got a whole lotta give, but I'll give you all I got
It might be a whole lot of little, but a whole lotta little
might be a lot" - Sean Rook

"Open acres before the trees meet the shade
Thinkin of the days
Of giving and caring, loving and sharing 
Letting the day take command

A circle of woman all task on top of the hill
With a good view of the men below
It lets them watch as they go fish in the rain
Oh, they fish in the rain
Fish in the rain, oh, fish in the rain
The days food will come, with peace and love and fun
If only we start to live that way again

We can harness the power of the sun you know
They all lived without guns
Can we at least get rid of the hyper masculine ones
They're destroying any chance that we got

Tend the land and grow it all on your own
Share with your friends and neighbors from home
Stop preparing for war, is that all we are here for

Or maybe it's time we start to explain
How we evolved into aeroplanes
and then satellites and rocket ships
You know we've only begun to explore all this

It's just clouds rolling over dust, alive in what some would call a fantasy
It's just clouds rolling over dust, alive in what some would call a fantasy
It's just clouds rolling over dust, alive in what some would call a fantasy"   -Sean Rook

Fantasy

Written on piano, inspired by a dusty sun light beam shining through the blinds. crunchy guitar took the song where it needed to go, along with those drums n bass.

Heavy with some gritz (Stone Logic)

BULLS EYE

"Why can't we be gettin better at getting along?
Why can't we be gettin better at gettin along?

Finally, I can finally breathe again
Finally, I can breathe again

You gotta  give it some time,
You know it takes a little time to get over
You gotta give it some time
You know it takes a little time to get over

Why cant we be gettin better at getting along
Why cant we be gettin better at getting along

You know it's gonna take some time,
It takes a little more time as you get older" - Sean Rook

Take Time

There

Big Ol' Bear

Birdrone

Off Leash

B.A.M.

Cry-Cry

Wildfire

Sweet One

Party

Don't Care

Vanilla Fudge Cake

Rush Hour

Through the jungle

Spontaneous jam with sir Brenden Campbell

Smooth Cigar

Singer/songwriter from the south side of Chicago.

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