Aventure ordinaire

In the heart-wrenching aftermath of losing his partner to a relentless battle with cancer, a man found himself adrift in the vast emptiness of grief. The once vibrant colors of their shared life turned to muted shades, and the echoes of his partner's laughter haunted every corner of their home. The man, once grounded by love, became a nowhere-man, wandering through the days with a heavy heart and a sense of purpose lost. The weight of loss hung heavily upon him, casting a shadow over his every step. Friends reached out, but the fortress of grief he built around himself seemed impenetrable. In the silence of solitude, The man grappled with the void left by his partner's absence, navigating the world like a ship without a compass, lost and yearning for the anchor of love that had been cruelly taken away.

Nowhere Man

Nowhere Man Two - David Wurden (music),  Gary Hayward (lyrics and Vocals)

Approaching Europa is part of Child of Jupiter - a serene ambient album that captures the essence of a journey to Jupiter and Europa. The tracks blend subtle, atmospheric sounds, creating a peaceful backdrop ideal for relaxation or contemplation. It's a quiet homage to the wonders of space, inviting listeners to a gentle, auditory exploration of our solar system.

Full Album here: https://soundcloud.com/jaycbrewer/sets/child-of-jupiter

Approaching Europa

Through the Belt is part of Child of Jupiter - a serene ambient album that captures the essence of a journey to Jupiter and Europa. The tracks blend subtle, atmospheric sounds, creating a peaceful backdrop ideal for relaxation or contemplation. It's a quiet homage to the wonders of space, inviting listeners to a gentle, auditory exploration of our solar system.

Full Album here: https://soundcloud.com/jaycbrewer/sets/child-of-jupiter

Through the Belt

Through The Belt

Lyrics~ 




Your wealth is all they wish to chew 

You're making up the child abuse 


You're dressing up the severed wound 

You're fessing up the bed of truth 


Your kind is often sold a lie 

Dont mind appealing to the eye 


You're welding solved mysteries

You're held in solemn industries 


Who could induce such a spell

Who where and when go to hell 


A weary eye inflicts the pay 

At least you tried, so they say the same

pain
pain


A blind man leads you to a gate 

Unnasigned, he feeds you all the bait 


Informal fickle dumb indeed 

You're torn between the empty seed


In armstice 

But no one sees you


Stole a promise 

Forgot how leaving feels 


To live life 

And die dead 

To rid a wife 

Of what she did


All that will follow agitates you 

Dont try to swallow he who hates you


Keep the hollow rumour there

Weep for the sorrow groomsmen bare

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