I love this man I just need your vocals a bit higher but love the sound😩

another fire track you always kill it Sergio!

Love those guitars sound. Excellent rock vibes.

su sonido me recuerda mucho a las bandas de los 70's, bien hecho

Right into it.. nice rich full sound… Jammingguitar..

The First Time I Saw You

written by Gary Hayward,Gary Wharton,guitars Ken Hodges mick m kennedy bass John Coote Drums Gary Wharton Classic Volt Edge 1983 a group of young guys and their music video is on youtube https://youtu.be/IzXyTdo_Eqw?si=zKwXVFpeZs2aWJXx

Two Timing Woman

Hookah Elegante

Pista instrumental con la guitarra llevando la melodia instrumental- 

El Tiempo de Mañana

Lyrics and vocals by Annie Dieu-Le-Veut
Copyright © Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, May 2024, all rights reserved

Music by Paul Foss
Copyright © Paul Foss, May 2024, all rights reserved
Email: paul@paulfossmusic.com

Words:
You sent me the colours of a summer’s dawn 
On the morning of Solstice, last year. 
Wedding band gold and Bridie’s slipper pink,
Just one small, shy honeysuckle flower…
But it was enough to make your feelings clear. 

The bloom then faded, and it followed the Sun 
On its passage down to the Underworld, 
I looked every day, but no more have come. 
Yet your passion for me will last and last, 
For long after this life’s romance is done. 

You make love to me in every dimension, 
In every realm, but not, it seems, this one. 
I know you’re there, hiding in your creation 
Your love song, your maya simulation 
That masks you from the sight of my heart.
The juggler, the trickster, the mercurial mixer
Of this Venetian carnival’s Commedia Dell’arte. 

Sometimes you leave me tiny dew-drop diamonds 
To show you care, to show you’re really there 
In my night garden at dusk; then at midnight 
You come in my dreams to spirit me away
And up the stairway to paradise, 
To paradise … and your Divine Play.

Divine Commedia Dell'arte

a melody it comes up when your name does 
no empathy don’t got that for the same one 
an enemy the friends are like the same one 
hate it here it makes me wanna take one 
another lie we fall in love with fake stuff
make believe I told you that it’s made up 

she’s terrified I see it I’m her makeup
I love the girls that always say they hate love 
hate this waiting for the time for it to make sense 
love it when your terrible I love it when you break shit 
idgaf I told that bitch that she could Sayless 
1 of 1 Ik I never met another waitress 
leave it yeah I left it guess I really need a paycheck 
it went platinum they made it from the basement 
we love the streets we love it on the pavement 
who am I who are you with that statement 

cuz I don’t wanna hold on thinking that your thinking that it’s broke off 
you know I didn’t mean it u hate It show off 
miss call see it on my screen I got a miss call 
dial back I hit back I need to tell the whole truth 
hate it when the one u love the most doesn’t know u 
sorry isn’t what you need hear 
sorry that I was t there 
excuses sound so loud when you mean them 
should’ve spoke up Ik I should’ve spoke up
probably should’ve woke up probably should’ve showed up 
now I’m by my lonely and ima boutta load up

Wholetruth

Sealed.mp3

Bumpkin

Henrik Nybo: Res.guitar/main vocal/composer
Mir Bredberg Weber: Rhodes hammond
Jeppe Gram: Drums
Jakob Falgren: Bas
Carsten Sindvald:  alto saxophone
Finn Henriksen: saxophone/baritone/tenor
Kaj Schmidt-Boisen: Trumpet
Dave Hennessy: Sample

Live Out Loud

Move On

A little glimpse.
The smallest glance at summer.
Guides me.
Up into the trees.
Pretty green.
The nervy days.
The golden gates of May,
Which always make us wait,
Out of the substrate.

It's Springtime.
What we waiting for?
This time.
I've been saving till now.
I'm gonna make it somehow.
Springtime.
Side stepped the falling leaves.
Forget supposed meritocracy.
I'll climb up your ladder somehow.

The smallest win.
Is somewhere to begin.
The autumn winds.
No longer seem so keen.
Pretty Green.
The world returns.
In golden blades of Song.
A whisper from your tongue.
Two million blackbirds can't be wrong.

It's springtime.
We've all been waiting for.
This time.
We're gonna make it all ours.
We're gonna put in the hours.
Springtime.
Forget the darker days.
This time.
We're gonna make it somehow.
We're gonna let it all out.

It's springtime.
What you waiting for?
This time.
I've been saving till now.
So what you waiting for now?
Springtime.
Forget the birds and bees
Some such floating on the lightest breeze.
I'm gonna let it all out.

The First Time I Saw You

Sergio Guarneri

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