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We’re so small

STANDARD TUNING // CAPO 3rd // C Am E7

Falsetto sunset
The day ain’t done yet
Things have been so hard
Can’t look you in eye
But still I try
I’m broken on the inside
Yeah, we’re all scarred

Out on the horizon
Lie all the lies that
You tell yourself each day
Whatever gets you through 
Another week or two
Say what you’ve got to say
Before it’s too late

A drop in the bucket
A dime a dozen
We’re so small 

I had dreams once
When I was young
Now I’m a stepping stone
For the paths of others
When you discover
That you’re all alone
There’s no point in pretending anymore

What do you think about at night
Before you sleep? 
Have you ever looked at the big screen?
The glowing enterprise
That we’re feeding with our lives
Just a tooth, in the gears,
In the wheel of the machine
 
A drop in the bucket
A dime a dozen
We’re so small

Just a tooth, in the gears, In the wheel of the machine

We're So Small

Waxes

Soup

Amazing Singer songwriter Rosie-https://soundcloud.com/user-970938411-920931407
Her another cool collabo-https://soundcloud.com/user-970938411-920931407/sets/rosies-features
Come back soon(Rosie,MasaTot.)
words&all vocals-Rosie
Beat&Production-MasaTot.

Thank U 4 Listening! Peace&Love!

Come back soon(Lyrics)
making a smile for you
you’re down to cry but its true
you’re down to fly so you flew
right through, through

baby its mine but you’re cool
your love is my kind of jewel
what do you take me, a fool
do you

taking this my type of way
to hear what youre tryna say
that i dont care for this place
this place, place

come on lets sit by the shore
I’ve never felt this before
us as a team I endorse
do you do you

baby you’re my kind of cool
you fire me like I’m your fuel
what do you take me a tool
do you do you

and while I sit by the stairs
my mind it races, light years
does your heart need some repairs
do you do you

and while the waves rush over
I’ll take your hand and show ya
the life I love is over
over over

and then it’s time to say bye
you take my hand and I cry
you’ll make it back in a while
come back soon

Come back soon- ft.Rosie

Artwork is by My good friend's wife; margaryta yermolayeva. Please check out her art at margaryta-yermolayeva.pixels.com

Original Lyrics:

There has to be something there
I seen it with my own eyes
Feel the carefree summer breeze
It makes my curtains rise

I sit and think of how it's been
I seen it with my own eyes
Traveling through this kaleidoscope
Tomorrow a dark sun will rise

Languor

TwentyThousandTwenty3hreeDead

This one started out as 2 different incomplete projects (in different keys) after failing to fully actualize either I thought I'd fuse the 2 into one piece with lyrics that touch on longing and loss.  
All Rights Reserved 5/16/2023

Into the crystal light
a deep and satisfying sight
then I'm in your arms once more

Over the distant range
a tale that never wants to change
can you see it now, with me

Under a mystic spell
the ole familiar parallel
to be in your arms again

After the driving rain
the landscape never looks the same
now I'm back again this time

We will remember
never surrender
We will remember now

Once we discover
Love in forever
we'll make it through somehow

We will remember
never surrender
We will remember now

Into the crystal light
a deep and satisfying sight
then I'm in your arms once more

In Your Arms

Oxidise

'dead. exposed.'
https://www.instagram.com/p/C2aVEy7ujHM/?next=%2F

You can't extract water from a stone.
Oh, no.
This once ever-flowing river is now dried to the bone.
Dead. Exposed.
And memories fossilized in the riverbed begin to erode...
...as my whole world implodes.

dead. exposed.

https://soundcloud.com/indiiwildmoon/the-stone-the-last-rays-of
05152025updmx

The Stone (last rays of sand) by Wildsilences

François TAMBY: guitars, drums, bass, arrangements and production
Aline TAMBY : all voices

   A song that rocked my late teens; I've always loved the lyrics, the "Kenloachian" video, Jimmy Somerville's voice and the melody, but much less the synthetic arrangements and 80s production. It's a world far removed from our own, so we've freely reinterpreted the song in our own way...

 Une chanson qui a bercé ma fin d'adolescence ; j'ai toujours aimé les paroles, le clip "Kenloachien", la voix de Jimmy Somerville et la mélodie, mais beaucoup moins les arrangements synthétiques et la production des années 80. C'est un monde très éloigné du nôtre,  nous avons donc librement réinterprété la chanson à notre façon...

CIACCO-Cover-Smalltown Boy-Bronski Beat

Written, arranged and produced by Davide Angelini
(p)&(c) 2024 Davide Angelini

Listen to the full album:
- on Bandcamp: https://davideangelini.bandcamp.com/album/the-mystic-opera-iii-full-album-2024
- on Spotify https://open.spotify.com/intl-it/album/0wtf5119aCGR53mqUpS4By
- on Apple https://music.apple.com/it/album/the-mystic-opera-iii/1699630804
- on YouTube https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_lBXe6XOylAeR9fmfoY5E1HeKuPR5lfWp8

The Mystic Opera III

Cassiopeia

Bandcamp

CASSIOPEIA - (instrumental)

Why Would I Care What You Think

Tidally Locked

New 6 track ambient EP inspired by all things ambient

Colour Of Day

Bill Barek - Guitar
Ragias Christos - Vocals, Lyrics

ACID BREATHING

Begin now to breathe,
Handmade by yourself,
Reality lives,
Time from your Breath.

Begin now to live,
Thoughtmade by your will,
Dimension denies,
What messages mean.

Yourself is the will,
Direct to a cell,
Universe lives,
God Knows Your Breath,

Begin now to breathe - Begin now to live,
Handmade by yourself - Thoughtmade by your will,
Reality lives time from your breath,
Dimension denies what messages mean.

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Acid Breathing (Lyrics on Description)

The Museum of Extraordinary Things

The Museum Of Extraordinary Things

A great pleasure to accompany @walkingears
Original track:
https://soundcloud.com/walkingears/21-3-14a?si=abe301a3725e4399ba8d871c91687be7&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
(Opening and closing sections: flute duo; middle sections: soprano sax duo).

LOTUS MIX (WBE | WalkingEars [21 3 14])

Reflect

I made an improvised performance in the image of the TV drama “The Fugitive” that I was crazy about in the 1960s

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