this song sounds so fragile in a calming way

A cover of ‘Om guru’ by Edo and Jo

I know you’re always with me
I trust in you completely 
I feel your love everywhere

Om Guru (Cover)

My take on the song ‘San Luis’ by Gregory Alan Isakov

San Luis (cover in an echoey room)

Beneath the silence of the mind, walk the lone path
Vision will align, to live, to learn, to listen 

Embers, Sparks, burn holes through my clothing, sit by the fire 
Sparks their spirits, whispered secrets, secrets come closer, 
Can you hear their whispered songs, whispered songs 

Stones, that speak untold stories 
Trees, that weave untold memories 
Old as time, old as time 

Climb these tall peaks, walk these mountain paths, these mountain paths

Climb these tall peaks, walk these mountain paths, these mountain paths

Wild, flowers, leaves that shimmer in the summers softened glow, softened glow

Do you remember, days spent together, 
lay beside me, lay beside me

Stones, that speak untold stories 
Trees, that weave untold memories 
Old as time, old as time

Old as time

It is not
Who you are 
What you have 
Or where 
You think
you’re going

It is the force
that continues
This motion, 
When faces 
Have changed 
And tables 
Have turned. 
When all has 
turned to dust
no matter 
How many
trees have 
withered, 
And fallen. 

It’s about 
the stillness 
between moments. 
Words spoken 
between eyes,
connected. 
Sounds strung 
into melodies.
Hearts’ sung
Harmonies.
Worlds within 
Worlds,
A thousand gifts, 
The lover
And the loved. 
And this story 
told of truth
And ancient ways 
and timeless states.

The choice

Beauty of the Spirit

Hare Krishna!

Darkened places 
Worn out faces 
Feel again, 
Feel again. 

Going forward
On this journey 
Home again,
Home again.

Home again

To a dream you still remember, to a memory locked away 

To the woman who sings it the trees, sings to the trees, to the woman
To the woman who sings to the trees, sings to the trees, to the woman, to the woman. 

To the one who calls the earth his home, earth his home
To the one who calls the earth his home. 

To a place beyond the sky, to be known by ancient eyes.

To the woman

Little Star (Cover)

All That Is Beautiful

To me, music is a universal language of the heart, beyond words. In my eyes, the art of song is an act of divine creative expression that has no standard, requirement, formula, or expectations. 

These are a collection of songs I have created, recorded live, unedited and unfiltered, spoken word poems, beautiful moments shared with friends, and a few covers of songs when noted. Lyrics are attached to most songs and the photos are old ones of mine.

“Es como ir debajo de la piel, 
ir a dentro. 
Ir a algo más profundo.   
Entonces ahí pasan cosas misteriosas.
    
La música no le  
pertenece a nadie. 
Cuando haces música y conectas, 
entras en ella.   
Es como algo que ya esta, 
ya existe.”

Old as time

Sophie Krayna

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