A song for Brother Faulkner

Lyrics <3

The youngest son
The least of three
Pulled up from obscurity

The youngest son
The thirsting one 
The chosen witness of the flood

Oh The prophet learned the song
Of water cold, of breath that’s gone

And the prophet held the weight of that
Revelation on his brothers back 

The young man caught, in rivers flow 
Had still a hundred miles to go 

Crushed and crumpled at the gate
He’d learn his lesson first to wait

Waist deep in mud and deathly still
The prophet knew the water’s will

He knew he had not come to fail
That his work would be to great avail

And when the young man first turned flesh 
To the form his rushing god had wished 
And formed a saint from heresy 
His failure was for none to see 

Upon deeper truth they would alight 
This is the part they will not right

The break in heart, or gut or will
Washed away with all the swill

The youngest son
The hungry one 
Has writ his name in silt and blood

And when his time and work is done
His melody 
Will still live on

Oh his verse will still be sung
Oh his verse will still be sung
Oh! His verse will still be sung

The Prophet’s Song

Lyrics:

Darling,
can you hear me singing?
It's a requiem for you,
the love I once knew
In your dreamland,
are we holding hands?
Did you choose to be with me?
The rain falls so softly
onto my skin
as I sing an elegy
for what might have been
The waves call me, gently,
to my dearest heart --
I'll sleep in them, softly;
soon you will see me
The lights begin to fade
but I am not afraid
I am on my way

Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZtHfdMqn5T4

【Homestuck-Horizon】 Sarabande + original vocals & lyrics

A song for John Egbert - to complete the Beta Kids quartet!
Probably my favorite A Capella song I've done yet. Hope you all enjoy!
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It seems like it’s been ages since I’ve been home
I don’t even know what it feels like anymore.
I don’t dream but if I did I know
I’d dream of walking up the steps and opening the door
and seeing too many birthday cakes
and urns filled with ashes
and too many posters with too many memories.
I wouldn’t dream of rainbow blood
and skin with all these slashes
and things that never should have been set free.

It hasn’t been that long yet, relatively
but everything can change in just a passing second
you know how some birthdays can feel like nothing much
but other feel like centuries are lit upon your bones
and I guess that’s a lesson learned
if I’m doing the learning
how there’s not much difference between one second and the next
but that makes the difference
just that little second
between breathing and not breathing anymore.

and I haven’t had a moment to catch my breath
It seems every time I blink I see nothing but death
nothing but death
nothing but death, death, death, death.

I’ve learned a thing or two about nostalgia
like how it creeps upon you like it was always there
and how each little thing can then remind you
like little jokes and rubber bands and bobs of snow white hair
and how each passing moment 
is tinged with sharp regret
but passes so quickly you can’t even see it go
and we are all moments
just these blips in time
passing so quickly I can’t even say hello.

I punch holes in the film of time I’m without reason without rhyme
you’d think it would make me wise but it just makes me dead inside.

I know that it’s been ages since I’ve been home
I don’t even know if I had one anyway
maybe it was destiny or chance
but alchemy took over me and carried me away
to where planets crash and burn
and people become gods
and we get no choice in whether we’re human or not
and it’s no matter who we’ve lost
there’re games that must be played
but I remember what they all forgot.

and I haven’t had a moment to catch my breath
It seems every time I blink I see nothing but death
nothing but death, death, death, death, death, death
So give me just one moment to catch my…


Catch My Breath

Mitunas Gallop

A violinist plays his song with passion and vibrato
but when I try to sing along, it's like I'm singing solo
the cinema in Chelsea plays films with heartbreak and yearning
but when I breathe the air it tastes like charcoal, ash, and burning
I don't go to hospitals, no there I dare not tread
for a place that's saving lives, it holds so many dead.

Am I insane, or am I just different? 
Do I need glasses that block out the light?
They would have shades to block out the darkness
that always is perched at the edge of my sight.

When I walk up the stairs at school I leave a trail of mud
but soon my sneakers start to swell and overflow with
fluid that's hot and red, sticky and staining and
maybe it's okay, maybe I'm not just going crazy
but is it worse to bear a curse and see what no one else sees?
people made of mist are nice, although they have no hearts in
I only wish that some of them would keep their body parts in.

Am I insane, or am I just different? 
Do I need glasses that block out the light?
They would have shades to block out the darkness
that always is perched at the edge of my sight.

Transparent skeletons, blood clear as glass, and the echoing screeches of souls who have passed.
Why is this happening, why can't they see it, how long must I suffer, how long will it last?

Am I insane, or am I just different? 
Do I need glasses that block out the light?
They would have shades to block out the darkness
that always is perched at the edge of my sight.

Glasses

DOWNLOAD ON BANDCAMP: https://therosielord.bandcamp.com/album/songs-for-scientists

You know when you spend your whole life fighting for the one you love, only to be left behind and figure out who you are?

This song is dedicated to my favorite space knight, Pearl. It took forever to record but it was worth it. Cover art is by the fabulous artist bao-haus on tumblr. Make sure to check out the rest of her art!
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I used to wonder what my purpose was
what I was meant to do
and then my purpose found a synonym; that synonym was you.
I know I don’t have all the answers yet, but I’m always finding more
and I’ve the answer to just one question:
What am I fighting for?

That which we call a Rose by any other name
would be someone who I’d die for
I know she’d do the same.
And that which I call my heart has forever been claimed
and there will come a time, when I’ll be by your side
and I will finally know my place, I’ll finally know my place

These days I suffer no delusions
I know why I was made
but lately I’ve started to wonder; why must I be what they say?
And so I built a new foundation
and I put you at its core
but now you’re gone and I can’t stop searching
but what am I searching for?

That which we call a Rose by any other name
would be something that I could love
perhaps with time, someday.
And that which I call my home is oft subject to change
but there will come a time, and there will come a day
I’ll finally know my place, I’ll finally know my place

I never wanted to be a mother
I only wanted to be your other half
But in the light of recent changes
I’ve learned that life sometimes rearranges
and maybe what broke your heart could give you a new one
and maybe what broke your heart could give you a new one

That which we call a Rose by any other name
would be made of the one I love
I’ll love them all the same
and that which I call my life
I’ve taken by the reigns
I think that now’s the time, I think today’s the day
I’ve finally found my place, I see it right there in your face

Any Other Name

Hold me in your arms and wait for me to die.
When the cycle turns, don’t forget to cry for me
and wait a little while, hold your breath and then
I might not remember but I’ll come round again.

Spend your living well, don’t waste your time on Earth
but only dying changes what your soul is worth.
Once you’re late you’ll open gates for others to cross
your fate isn’t yours, it’s not your coin to toss.

Counting the lives, counting the lies
counting your bodies and how they all die
live and forget the things that you’ve seen
wait and repeat ‘til you die nineteen.

Some people try on bodies like others try on lives
some will forfeit death while others stay alive
and in this world of tale plays and lives that we forgot
who can say what’s made up, what is and what is not?

Which side are you on? The one that never dies?
That decorates their skin with porcelain and lies?
Or mortal flesh and blood with lives that always end
but souls that only perish once we’ve tried again?

Counting the lives, counting the lies
counting your bodies and how they all die
live and forget the things that you’ve seen
wait and repeat until nineteen.

Rule of thumb: the rule of one
won’t stop the harvest once you’re done
with counting up and counting down
the lives, the lives.

Counting the lives, counting the lies
counting your bodies and how they all die
live and forget the things that you’ve seen
wait and repeat until nineteen.

THIS IS NOT MINE!!!!
I only uploaded this becuase I couldn't find it on soundcloud.
All credit goes to totalspiffagehomestuck. She is so talented and I recommend you hop over to Youtube and like the original video if you like it here.

Cover Art isn't mine either!! I'm not sure who it belongs to but it is NOT MINE! 
 
Link to totatspiffagehomestuck's channel: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCTqhV9ApYvtkyR00n1gEflA
Link to original video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=reJSRom35AA
Link to cover art: http://www.zerochan.net/1932740

Lyrics:
i gUess i've spent all my life inspiring, admiring
silently wishing i'd wake Up and suddenly i woUld be, finally
someone who isn't the monster i am
someone who doesn't pretend
someone who's finally worthy of
the ones who i dare to befriend 

i can write stories, and i can sing odes
i can draw portraits and cosplay alone
dying the coloUr of my emerald skin
knowing i'm playing a game i won't win
please call for me
calliope
please wake me Up when I go. 

i know that soon i'll be challenged inevitably, regretably
i will be dead, it's certain that no one can bring me back, that's a fact
althoUgh if i give oUt my name
throw oUt the rUles and try
i know things won't be the same
bUt this way i'd still be alive

rogUe of void, please hold onto my lifeline
i have space, bUt my brother has time

Call For Me (Calliope)- by totalspiffagehomestuck

Will Roland - Teenage Dirtbag

This is a song i Sung with my Friend Zanney as a Request. I had lots of Fun making this song, I may redo it after i get the second half of the song from Zanney cause i was sick when i made this, I want to see if i can remake it. I hope you all enjoy it

Lyrics: 

She’s resplendent, so confident

The Seine, the Seine, the Seine

I realize I’m hypnotized

The Seine, the Seine, the Seine

I hear the moon singing a tune

The Seine, the Seine, the Seine

Is she divine? It is the wine?

The Seine, the Seine, the Seine

I don’t know, don’t know, so don’t ask me why

That’s how we are, the Seine and I

I don’t know, don’t know, so don’t ask me why

That’s how we are, the Seine and I

I feel alive when I’m beside

The Seine, the Seine, the Seine

From this angle like an angel

The Seine, the Seine, the Seine

I don’t know, don’t know, so don’t ask me why

That’s how we are, the Seine and I

I don’t know, don’t know, so don’t ask me why

That’s how we are, the Seine and I

Upon the bridge

My hear does beat

Between the waves

We will be saved

The air we breathe

Can you believe?

Learn to forgive upon the bridge (?)

That’s how we are, the Seine and I

That’s how we are, the Seine and I

That’s how we are, the Seine and I

That’s how we love, the Seine and I

Within Her Web (An Annabelle Cane Fansong)

Skip K.D.