Come and drink the Amaro Cacao with us.  The complete album in one single track.  This is the recommended experience, enjoy -- and thanks for visiting this part of our mind -- through listening... you're most welcome.
https://youtu.be/20WSrXE7xwI

Amaro Cacao:
1. October 21st, 1940 (2:36)
2. Three A.M. Lounge Intro (0:57)
3. Foray Into Genre, Inc. (9:37)
4. Amaro's Theme, Pt. 1 (0:20)
5. Experience (6:19)
6. T.B.T.V.B.B.S.M.E (2:53)
7. Amaro's Theme, Pt 2 (0:16)
8. Both Men Knew They Were Cacti (2:24)
9. Liandam (5:05)
10. The Dream of the Purple Maiden (8:52)
11. Esme Veronique, Verna, and Fito, the Scotland Yard Freshman (5:26)
12. Terrace Days (A Kind of Outro) (0:41)
13 T.B.T.V.B.B.S.M.E (Reprise) (5:44)

Amaro Cacao [FULL ALBUM]

Love is the horizon we see but never reach.

Liebe ist der Horizont, den wir sehen, doch niemals erreichen.

Frozen Love

Copyright 2021 all rights reserved 
Created by RJLYSS and Masked Producer.
Two Masked Producers mashing two styles! 
This song was created for Masked Producer's competition, he provided the intro and RJLYSS finished the song. Custom SFX and effects used and some provided from Masked. It was a lot of fun thank you for giving us the opportunity! Let's Get it!

#edm #dance

You Got Me

Down

Windblown

Windgetragen (Windblown)

Written, Arranged, Performed, and Produced by Kyle Bolan

For The Young Of Heart And Mind

#TripHop #Breakbeat #Electronica #Synthwave #Breakstep #Downtempo #Soundscape #Cinematic #ElectronicRock #Melodic #PianoForte #Abstract #Progressive #SynthPop #Jungle #Chill #Ambient #Oldschool #Medley 

 A tranquil electronic journey, with emphasis on the phrasing of its instruments and synths, but also separating the melodic parts as each of them are designed to describe time and space. Enjoy! <3

Fragile Art Of Existence

If you could see inside my mind what is it you'd hope to find?...

And Joseph said Daad, 
I’ve got your sanity right here in my pencil case

There’s more to the eye             
Than meets the brain

I’ve said it before 
I’ll say it again

She was walking the streets
In the cool autumn air
The thoughts in her brain
Seemed to shine in her hair

Just like an add 
on YouTube TV

The spark in her eye                     
Sayin don’t skip me

You could buy it
Or Lease it
With low APR 
And Nothing to finance                 
               Not even a caaarr
                                             
 oh          ohhhhh   oh  
 ah bah bah         ahhhhh

   And No! this was real 
   her thoughts just flowed out 
   Like Miranda or Shakespeare
   On-a-wing-and-a poout
   
   I stood there and gaped
   My mouth hanging down
   The drool and the sweat
   
   A dumb founded clown

   How could her thoughts
   Be visible to me?
   Each clear & distinct
                               
   Like one, two, threeeeeee

 ahhhh hahhhh ha
 bahhh bah ba 

All these words Of hand written lice
They crawl up the walls 
And hit you just twice

The meaning    
The sounds

Are not what they seem
The concepts the pronouns

I whip them like cream

If I could see hers Could she see mine?
How would this play?
                            
What’s my next liine?

HOh ohhhhh hohhhhh 
ahh bah bahhhhhhhh

ahhhhh ahhh ahhhhhhhhhhhh

If she     
could read my mind

What
do you think she’d find?

Blue Skies 
or Acid Rain?
Smoke      
from a passing train?

Compassion 
in purple hue?                                              
A house         
with an ocean view?

oh huh hoohhhh
ah bahhhh bah
oh ohhhh hooohhh
        
A chair with a chicken leg?
                                                            
A thong         
or a hard boiled egg?

If you 
could see inside my mind
      
What is it     
you’d hope to find?
      
A faster      
than lightspeed car?
                                  
Cold fusion
inside a jar?

World peace 
and butterfly stew?                                           
Nice flowers and Jesus too?
Soft Linens and Battle cries?                                        
Greasy hair 
and curly fries?
Brass door knob, 
a poor beached whale?

hard copies 
of last year’s mail?

ohh ...

There’s more to the eye 
Than meets the brain

I’ve said it before 
I’ll say it again

Fizzledizzle 
Didgeridoo!

In Mind

ONE MONTH OLD (Lyrics) song for baby Maxwell

Melbourne Shuffle

While I was gone…
I return but I’m too late 
I’ve missed the heart that wanted me
should I disappoint those eyes 
left hunting 
searching so to see 
refuse to look away til they noticed me
they noticed me

Am I so late…
stab the faith within the heart 
that yearned for me
now laid to rest
eyes closed beneath the wait
and I say my tardy name 
my tardy name 
so much left unsaid 
hurried conversation under
breath reserved for each 
our mirrored hearts 
once more unto the breach

While I was gone…
my return has come too late 
and I’ve missed the heart 
that wanted me
the heart that wanted me 

A translation of E Dickinson poem 234

Emily 234

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Sam na świecie vs Shake (Grand F Mashup)

Previously RJLYSS,
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I’m Snowpulse

Whether you’re looking for something to soundtrack your late-night gaming sessions or to drift away into a frostbitten reverie, Snowpulse brings the winter to life.