This is the demo Megan Nicole Dong and Dominic Bisignano recorded on a guitar that was badly in need of service in an undisclosed office in Hollywood in 2019. 

Thumbnail artwork by Louie Zong.

Centaurworld - Fragile Things (Iphone Demo)

Finally, new song! I've been gone for way too long, I know.
This one was commissioned by terezi-shmerezi for her story. It takes place in a futuristic but steampunk world and centers around a young woman named Rosa who can communicate with ghosts and see the inevitable death of anyone she touches. 
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She walks like no woman that I’ve ever seen before
like dancing on the air instead of dancing on the floor
and each step she takes just fills you with such grace
that you’re always left wanting more.

I’ve heard but some whispers that I cannot quite believe
I’ve heard that she keeps men and women hanging to her sleeve
and begging for some scraps of her voice of golden silk
which they will, gratefully, receive.

But they say, oh they say, that her skin is a spell
and they see, oh they see, the sadness in her eyes when she wishes them farewell

Oh dancing girl, let’s see you twirl, we will watch you through the night
and when you feel us, you will know us, you will see a horrid sight
they tell me you can foretell the doom of every hand within your clutch
and all the mortals will cower before your touch.

She seems to reach the sky with her gloves of woven milk
and every star she touches falls into her palm of silk
and every time she pulls off them off and leaves her fingers cold
her smile turns sad and wise and so old.

But they tell of some darkness that haunts behind her eyes
They say that she hears whispers, they say that she is wise
they say that they have heard her saying in her sleep
that everyone eventually dies.

And she cries, oh she cries, and never answers why
but there are whispers that she knows endings and she knows how we will die.

Oh cursed child, let’s see you smile, at the people you have doomed
and paint the patterns on the floor when you dance across the room
oh young companion, let’s see your gold skin, it is nearly too much
and you will grow up learning to fear your touch.

Touch

06 Rex Marksley

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

Way Down in Rio - our latest track, recorded and mixed at the Peabody Conservatory in Baltimore!

Way Down in Rio

Say hello to your new ultimate history jam, folks. Get down to the funky beats with Frederick the Great, king of Prussia.

Special thanks to the amazing Stephanie Guralnick and Declan Ryan for playing violin and piano, respectively.

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When I was young, I tried to run from fate
I ran but I tripped and I fell
and destiny got the best of me
so I took it and I wore it well.
I put down my flute, I picked up my gun
and though i’ve fought more wars than I’ve won
I don’t pick and choose cause if I lose I’ll just come back again
say hello to Silesia!

When I was young I loved a boy
and so my father put a bullet through his head.
I had to watch and so I thought, I would learn to love the state instead.
Love the land as long as you own it, 
love the throne as long as long as it’s your throne, it doesn’t matter.
Love the crown as long as it’s upon your head, 

or until you’re dead, dead. Buried in the ground.
six feet under a glittering crown.
Dead, dead, better dig it down.
Down down down.

So you think you can take me? You think you can break me down?
You think you can make me? You think you can take me out?
You think you can beat me? Well, Maria Theresa thought so too.
I’m the soldier son of the soldier king so hey, you wanna go in the ring? Go!

So what am I to you? A crown? A name? 
I did what I could do, you’d do the same.
I fought and I expanded, I taught the empty-handed
To grow a newer world on land that I won
(one) second of you life is all it takes to win to lose to make a mistake
If you wanna do what you can, you gotta make the plans
You gotta do it all, make the tough calls.
There’s a way the world works. Everything is just so
My empire’s empirical and data is a must, so
I read up and I bring it down and
I rose up and I took the crown and
Who’d’ve thought a poet, a quiet child could go it
In the ring as a king, well that’s the thing!

When I am alive, they’ll bow to me
And when I’m dead they’ll bow to my grave.
They’ll never say I didn’t try
And they’ll never say that I wasn’t brave.
They’ll remember me after I’m late, 
There’s a reason why they call me The Great.
Potatoes or politics, take your pick
I got both on my resume. Hey!


Now, I run my nation with justification of my actions and facts to back me up
cause I’m enlightened. Don’t be frightened if I seem a bit unnerving
let me tell you, I’m deserving of my power ‘cause I wield it like a king
class and status ain’t gonna give you brains,
you gotta have what it takes and make your own damn way to the top
I know that I was born into this crown, 
but I am sailing like a ship where other monarchs have drowned.
So you can dirty my name, make me into a god
to cleanse your Germany of vermin, well I guess you forgot
that I read my Voltaire, and I know that nothing national
can ever beat the fact that man is rational.
So if I gotta go down in history, then history is going down with me!

So you think you can take me? You think you can break me down?
You think you can make me? You think you can take me out?
You think you can beat me? Well, Maria Theresa thought so too.
I’m the soldier son of the soldier king so hey, you wanna go in the ring? Go!

The Great

Every Fallen Feather

An original song! Maybe a little bit odd and not everyone's cup of tea but then again that's most of my music I think...

Not a fansong for once so no download right now but enjoy :)

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Lyrics
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I'm kind and I'm clever, I know how to pull out the tab of a coffee cup
I find more pleasure in helping, than hurting, I'm pretty sure that's enough

and as for grown ups I don't wanna be one
and I don't wanna see one again
and I don't want to know what I'm missing out on
or if my hat's on the wrong end

so what if I'm walking home backwards?
I'm still gonna get where I get
Anthony's walked round in circles for years and he hasn't stopped yet

I'm funny and free, with a few good tattoos and permanent crooked grin
I've medals for participation and others for getting the hockey puck in

and as for losers I've certainly been one
and I'll probably be one again
but I don't want to know what I'm getting too old for
so don't put your trash in my bin 

so what my life story's missing a cover,
on sale for just $1.99?
Anthony's written in marker, he's scrawled in the margins of mine 

I'm soft and im silly, my therapist tells me I thoroughly know my own mind
yeah, I'm so self aware she can't help me, I finish her sentences all the time

so as for sanity take it or leave it
don't know where I last put mine down
and I've gained thirty pounds since I lost it
so it probably wont fit me now

so what if my uncertain future
looks nothing at all like my past
Anonthy's outside the confines of spacetime completely 
he's perfectly calm and relaxed

yeah

Anthony's just where I left him
and he can't do a thing on his own
he's never won any trophies or accolades
he's never gonna get home
so I've got a leg up on the boy
that I dreamed about being when I was 13
I'd rather be the real me than the fake Anthony

yeah all in all I'd rather be me than Anthony

Music/Lyrics (c) me/PhemieC

Within Her Web (An Annabelle Cane Fansong)

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