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Blue Room (observatory) - Fleursonseaux
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Blue Room (observatory)

Someone’s Halfway There

Composer :   Karl Heimgartner Dat : 09.02. 2024  / © Copyright              
Genre: Soul Funk 
Single: 2024
Track :  12.
Title:     Party Light 

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MTM has mastered real music production.
Mixed by Christine Sampson
Mastered by Alessandro Giordano from MTM

I sent the finished track and 34 stems for mixing and mastering
to MTM Mastering True Music Production in Spain.
Listen to the professional result.
It worked very well. A very nice team from Spain.
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Party Light

First recorded in November 2022. 
From the album Salt.

It's a about living/being stuck in a small seaside town. For better or worse.

This new version was mixed and mastered by
Woods Studio Norway Mixing and Mastering 
www.soundcloud.com/woods_studio 

Lyrics

What I could have been.
Washed out by the salty sea.
Oh, it is just a dream.
A dream that's obsolete.

What a place to be.
A place where you can go and see.
The things that you could be.
All that you could dream.

Now you'll never know.
Anywhere's the way to go.
Oh, It's all for the show.
Now you'll never know.

Washed out by the sun.
This sun is just the current one.
The bun that traps the fly.
Now you wave goodbye.

Just wasted on the sand.
Wasted in a foreign land.
Wasted like you planned.
You wasted all your hands.

Time it ticks away.
Ticks away another day.
The days they will not stay.
The days they go away.

What I couldn't see.
Washed out by the salty sea.
Reminds me of the time.
I searched but couldn't find.

A scar that fades away.
Reminders of the former days.
The days that fade away.
The days they often change.

The salty sea imbibes.
More than you would care to mind.
You're full up to your eyes.
The salty sea revives. 


Salty Sea [2024 Remaster]

Lyrics:

I never knew
How much I loved you
But how can I love
What I cannot see
I never prayed before
Now I'm on my knees
I pray you come back to me 

Golden angel
Return tonight
Golden angel
I need you

Golden angel
Return tonight
Golden angel
I need you

See
See
See

Golden angel
Return tonight
Golden angel
I need you

Golden angel
Return tonight
Golden angel
I need you

How much I loved you
But how can I love
What I cannot see
I've never prayed before
Now I'm on my knees
I pray you come back to me

Golden angel
Golden angel
Golden angel
Golden angel
Golden angel
Golden angel
Golden angel

Golden angel
Return tonight
Golden angel
I need you

Golden angel
Return tonight
Golden angel
I need you

Golden angel
Return tonight
Golden angel
I need you

Golden angel
Return tonight
Golden angel
I need you

I need you
I need you

How can I love
How can I love
How can I love
How can I love
How can I love 
How can I love 



Golden Angel

CRAZY GIRL

In Her Room On Her Knees

ALFONSO LLORENTE LYRICS & VOCALS, ACOUSTIC GUITARS, ELECRETIC GUITAR, BASS, DRUMS & SYNTH
MRS A VOCALS

PAYASOS

Te invito a que soñemos
Te invito a que cambiemos
Pero sin alejarnos
Te invito a que hablemos
Los dogmas nos estrellan
No votemos por payasos!
No giremos a la izquierda
No tampoco a la derecha
Nuestro viaje es pa´delante
No más payasos al timón
No nos segreguemos
Quedémonos juntos
El mundo es un panal
Sin lugar para los payasos
Que nos quieren gobernar 
Con cuentos chimbos para un cambio
Y en la calle quedamos
Nos ultrajan nuestros sueños los payasos!

Despertémonos no más engaños
Los circos siempre se van
Y con ellos sus payasos!

Los payasos llegan
Y asustan nuestros sueños
Con caretas de demócratas
Nos quieren gobernar
Pa´llenarles el buche
A quienes tienes de más
Y acaban con el nido de la perra
Sin entender porqué
El poder los enceguece
Y se creen dioses.

El sol siempre sale
El nuevo día nos mostrará que la farsa se acaba
Y con ella los payasos se van, se van!

Despertémonos no más engaños
Los circos siempre se van
Y con ellos sus payasos!

PAYASOS

Gone

PA: "Aliens from galaxies near and far,
welcome to Earth's Visitor Center.
We have the fluffiest clouds
and some of the cowiest cows in the quadrant.
Please watch this brief orientation video
to help you enjoy your stay."

Welcome to our humble world.
We may not be the brightest but we're the most spiritual!
Yeah, we're cruisin' in the Goldilocks.
We wrote the book on dashing infants 'gainst rocks.

We've had not one World War but two.
Then we make scary movies about what you *might* do
even though we're the craziest
in a 100-parsec radius.

Genocide is not just a concept—
it's something we've practiced plenty of times.
If you come on vacation
you better be rich or Caucasian white.
(These are the kinds of alien we like.)

Aliens, keep your distance!
You know we don't like visitors
who don't speak English—now that's just odd—
cause we're the greatest planet like you would not believe!

Aliens, keep your distance.
You know we don't tolerate visitors
who love their math more than our God
who made this planet just for our needs!

Not yours, it's not yours,
it's ours, it's not yours.

That tiny top of the food chain—that's us.
Bet your tentacles taste good with soy sauce!
When it comes to a-shootin', we don't need a reason.
You should see what we did once to a pigeon.

Yeah, we're proud to be the shadiest.
Burned to a crisp the most scientists, (who needs them?)
sent to hell the most atheists,
deviants, non-conformists, activists.

When it comes to global pollution,
we've outdone ourselves.
We like to misunderstand evolution
as f*** everyone and everything else.
Yeah, f*** everyone in this Universe.

It's not yours, it's ours!

Aliens, keep your distance.
You know we don't take prisoners.
And when we do, we torture them
'cause we're the greatest planet
that's ever formed from dust.

Aliens better keep your distance.
No, thanks, we don't need your assistance.
You steal our jobs, we'll deport your ass.
We built this planet just for those who look like us!

Not yours, it's not yours.
It's ours, it's not yours.

Aliens, better keep that distance.
Oh, we know you don't celebrate Christmas
But don't worry, when we come to visit
we'll drop some books together with our bombs...

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