Name: ENDLESS by Seelensack
Duration: 4 min 59 s
Description: ... and just another endless improvisation ...

A bit like your smoke and mirrors track, but I really like the tone you get from that guitar hear. Elicits all kinds of imagery for me.

There's a gap between us, and I don't know how to bridge it
I can't even meet you half way there
I can't come to your side, but you can come to mine

This is getting serious, and I don't know how to fix it
I'm losing respect for you day by day
I won't accept your excuses, but you can change your mind

Where are your principles?
It's basic empathy
Where is your precious moral agency?

Another cynical joke
No man, I'm not in a cult
So much for brotherly love
Do you laugh at their pain like you laugh in my face?

There's a gap between us, and I don't know how to bridge it
I can't even meet you half way there
I can't come to your side, but you can come to mine

Where are your principles?
It's basic empathy
Where is your precious moral agency?

Another cynical joke
No man, I'm not in a cult
So much for brotherly love
Do you laugh at their pain like you laugh in my face?

Dearest Friends

Stairs

Famous For What? by Amy Fear. My Fault Music 2022.

Famous For What?

Rumplestiltskin in his straw religion
Watch him daven before his paper Gods
Cribbin Horace for another borin chorus
Less like prayin, more like gamblin
Flailin, scramblin, he’s past his prime

A laurel, a payday, maybe back in his heyday
When every motion was a movin towards
Another country, a meadow soft and sunny
A river runnin with rust and honey
That one was stunnin, but now he's past his prime

Achin, slowin, nothin flowin
Status pendin, but like a commercial endin
We all know where this is goin

Dust and shadow, acres gone to fallow
& every turnin is a turnin away
Wanderin, bakin, kneelin where he stood once
Pleadin, shakin, but all the good ones
Are already taken, & he's past his prime

No less restive, still just as obsessive
But past a prime that, let's face it, wasn't that impressive
Another Nashville depressive, he’s past his prime.

Past His Prime

We all have our demons...
Lyrics;
So cold in the morning
And getting colder every day
He's slipping on his slippers
And slips into the day

He's searching for a bright side
He's keeping his head up
Stormy skies reflect in his eyes
Steam is rising from his coffee cup

The summer ended early
Up and closed the show
Flew out with the blackbirds
Making way for winter snow

And he can't hide his disappointment
Of knowing what he knows
A consequence of being
Where he shouldn't want to go

He can't fill that hollow feeling
It only grows and grows
It's just so hard to get away
From where he shouldn't want to go

Maybe some house cleaning
The carpets and the floors
But he falls into daydreaming
And dreams she's walking through the door

He's talking to himself
Or to the company he lacks
Words echo off the walls
"some day I know she's coming back"

Warm thoughts of another time
Like the pictures on the walls
But just outside there's no one there
And the snow begins to fall

He can't hide the disappointment
Of knowing what he knows
A consequence of being
Where he shouldn't  want to go

He can't fill that hollow feeling
It only grows and grows
It's just so hard to get away
From where he shouldn't want to  go

Where He Shouldn't Want To Go

Thanks to Voice Of Logan for supplying me with the fantastic composition and inspiration.

Music by Voice of Logan. https://on.soundcloud.com/APs1U
Lyrics and Vocals MrMules.
Thanks Hilary for singing backing vocals.

I lie beneath the trees
I see them breath  
How they wave
Wave with me

We are one
Yeah we are one 
  
Lying with the trees
I feel them breath 
How they wave
Wave with me. 

Facinated with the palm of hand
Visionary from another mother fucking land 

Hear the stream
Feel the breeze 
A whole new world opens up to me.
I get to know my host
A heroic dose 
Takes me to you
Takes me to you
  
It's nice to meet you
Nice to meet you
Really  see you 
Really be you

A heroic dose 
Takes me to you.

Hear the stream
Feel the breeze 
A whole new world opens up to me.

We are one 
We are one.

Heroic Dose... Collab with Voice of Logan

... and just another endless improvisation ...

ENDLESS

Not Much 134 BPM

https://gate.sc/?url=https%3A%2F%2Fopen.spotify.com%2Falbum%2F2DWfi1ptjPC4RzJSgvLCds%3Fsi%3D_FUTPuq2QbS3vG2_cpZC0A&token=3a187d-1-1700479748616

RrrevverrB

Repeater

Afterburn

Life has taught me that all I know is that I know nothing!

So I'm bound to cite the late Holger Czukay (CAN), 
"We completely refuse to make a judgement about what is beautiful and what isn't. We make something, that's all, and the scope of possible sounds is immense.  We're not musicians, we're universal dilettantes" (1972)

In 2007 a friend induced my German choice of name SEELENSACK (Sac de l'âme - Soul's Sack). 

Im Jahr 2007 regte eine gute Freundin mich zur Wahl des Pseudonyms  "Seelensack" an.

I am a Facebook - Twitter - Instagram - refusenik ... so I will not support anybody on these media platforms, sorry!

ENDLESS

Seelensack

Recent comments

mistermark

Craig T Elliott

idematoa

Pierre Bordetti

Related tracks