Name: A Hard Woman. ( Steve Killingbeck ) by spanishlilies
Duration: 2 min 38 s
Description: Been writing about methane holes in the arctic and fascists but who needs more of that stuff ? Here's some old heart song instead.

great song and delivery.  Laidback and superb lyrics superb. Enjoyed it a lot Steve.

a touching song, one can feel the emotion and meaning in your voice

back here to listen again.. great stufff Steve.

What a beautiful song! I love this melancholy, the kind Leonard cohen used to sing

Great story, beautifully performed Steve.....

Been writing about methane holes in the arctic and fascists but who needs more of that stuff ? Here's some old heart song instead.

A Hard Woman. ( Steve Killingbeck )

This song was inspired by "The Cold Heart" (German: Das kalte Herz), a fairy tale written by Wilhelm Hauff. It was published in 1827 in a collection of fairy tales that take place within the narrative of The Spessart Inn.
Although written almost 200 years ago, the described conflicts of mankind are still up-to-date, maybe even more than before. Preferring status und prosperity over humanity is something which has become socially acceptable.

Special thanks for prelistening and precious ideas to my dear friend Gary Reeves!

Lyrics
Peter was in the charcoal business
never in peace with the live he was living
made a deal with the forest spirit
Three wishes and a new life given

Descending to the darkest corners of humanity
what was it you were thinking of when you lost your pity
 
Inside your stone cold heart
You‘ve built a world of disregard

It did not play out like you were whishing for
glassworks went down and you needed much more
sold your heart to Dutch Mike to keep living
a heart of stone and the fortune you were given

Descending to the darkest corners of humanity
what was it you were thinking of when you lost your pity

Inside your stone cold heart
You‘ve built a world of disregard

Flourishing business kept you going
but your smile was eternally frozen
when your drivers faded and you had murdered love
nothing left there but an empty heart

Descending to the darkest corners of humanity
what was it you were thinking of when you lost your pity

Inside your stone cold heart
You‘ve built a world of disregard

Stone Cold Heart

Peace &  Love to 🇺🇦 & 🇷🇺

I used the vocal take from this video version for IG this evening:
https://www.instagram.com/reel/DIpO-8utJTM/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link&igsh=MzRlODBiNWFlZA==

The Ukrainian flag features two colors: blue and yellow. The blue represents the sky, while the yellow represents the wheat fields, symbolizing the nation's natural landscape and agricultural heritage. 


Lyrics
I still hear you
You may hear me
In heart it's the yellow
Your wheatiest fields
The blue the sky that filters their clean
It's filled with red
We're sorry and we hope
The madman moves on and it's life gets revoked
Till then please stay strong
You face final power struggle for Earth and for all 
Your pain is new balance
Not in vain
Our kids are the chalice
In heart it's the yellow
Your wheatiest fields
The blue the sky that filters all of our dreams
Let that yellow mean food
Let that blue not mean blue
Let peace reign with borders by you 🇺🇦

For the yellow
For the blue

Let's send new blue
Skies that knew old red
Old red put to bed

Our Blue and Yellow


I was struck by an article in the Guardian 10 years ago about a woman who used to hang out and work with the Rolling Stones in the 60s and the article was about adapting to old age while having nostalgia for such a potent time in her life. For this recording I had to change one word - 70 to 80. Musically it needed to be rhythmic but melancholic: something you got from major and minor seventh songs in the mid 70s as disco kicked in



YESTERDAY’S PEOPLE

Yesterday’s people used to party, party, party
Yesterday’s people were so cool so cool so cool

There was a girl her skin so fresh and fine
There was a guy as smooth as a dark red wine
They were out there in a happening era
Face to face so close and nearer
Photogenic and oh so bold
But that generation has all grown old

In 69 it was crazy zany time
In London town all that music going down
Young people travelling - free love happening
Beautiful people philosophizing
Mary Jane twilight in the Mediterranean
That generation they’ve all grown old

If you’re talking to an 80 year old guy
Remember he - was Mr cool way back in time
Try to imagine the face much younger
The yearning soul hormonal hunger
Suite Judy blue eyes young people dancing
That generation they’ve all grown old


Yesterdays People

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Lyrik: (The English translation is below the German lyrics)
Gefangen im Labyrinth aus Grau
Wo Gedanken sich wie Schatten winden
Den Ausweg such ich, blind und rau
Kann die Richtung nicht mehr finden

In meinem Kopf ein Karussell (dreht sich endlos)
Aus Zweifeln und aus alten Fragen (dreht sich weiter)
Die Antwort scheint so nah und doch so fern
Gefangen zwischen Angst und Wagen (zwischen Welten)

Doch zwischen all den dunklen Zeilen
Beginnt ein neues Licht zu leuchten (leuchtet sanft und weit)
Lässt meine Seele langsam heilen
Wie Morgenlicht durch Nebel bricht (heilt die Zeit)

(Gedanken wie Wellen am Strand)

Jeder Gedanke formt die Welt
Wie ein Künstler seine Farben mischt (Farben mischt)
Hab zu lang das Grau gewählt
Bis der Regenbogen erlischt (still erlischt)

Und ich erkenne endlich klar (endlich klar)
Die Kraft in meinen eignen Händen
Was Schatten war, wird sonnenklar
Zeit die Richtung neu zu wenden (neu zu wenden)

Zwischen all den hellen Zeilen
Tanzt nun Hoffnung wie ein Schmetterling (tanzt so leicht und frei)
Lass die alten Muster heilen
Weiß, dass ich den Weg jetzt finde (finde mich)

In jedem Stolpern, jedem Fallen
Liegt ein Samen neuer Stärke (wächst ganz still heran)
Durch Dunkelheit zum Licht zu wallen
Schreib ich meine eigne Geschichte (neues Kapitel)

In der Stille meiner Gedanken
Liegt die Kraft zur Wandlung schon bereit (Wandlung schon bereit)
Zwischen Licht und Schatten schwankend
Find ich meine eigne Zeit (meine Zeit)
Die Welt in neuen Farben sehend
Ist der Weg nun klar und weit (klar und weit)

English translation:
Trapped in a labyrinth of gray
Where thoughts twist like shadows
I search for a way out, blind and rough
Can no longer find the direction

In my head, a carousel (spinning endlessly)
Of doubts and old questions (spinning on)
The answer seems so close and yet so far away
Trapped between fear and daring (between worlds)

But between all the dark lines
A new light begins to shine (shines softly and far)
Letting my soul slowly heal
Like morning light breaking through the fog (healing time)

(Thoughts like waves on the beach)

Every thought shapes the world
Like an artist mixing his colors (mixing colors)
I chose gray for too long
Until the rainbow faded (faded silently)

And I finally see clearly (finally clear)
The power in my own hands
What was shadow becomes crystal clear
Time to change direction (change direction)

Between all the bright lines
Hope now dances like a butterfly (dances so light and free)
Let the old patterns heal
Know that I will now find the way (find myself)

In every stumble, every fall
Lies a seed of new strength (growing quietly)
Through darkness to light
I write my own story (new chapter)

In the silence of my thoughts
The power for change is already there (change is already there)
Swaying between light and shadow
I find my own time (my time)
Seeing the world in new colors
The path is now clear and wide (clear and wide)

Zwischen den Zeilen

Whatchu Up To?

This is just a song of personal circumstances written in the same phase as “Jigs & Fixtures”.   
Looking back after so many years, I really should not have any regrets.  The song picture is also arbitrary.
Thanks so much for stopping by.

[CREDITS]
Music / Lyrics / Vocals / Arrangement / Programming – Michael C. Lynn
Guitar Solo – Brent Mason @Band_in_a_Box
Violin Solo -  Avery Bright @Band_in_a_Box

[LYRICS]
It's been four years now					
I am still around in these castle walls					
Not yet ready for society bound					
Waiting for chances to call					
But the curtain's falling before the play begins					
Sometimes you make it					
Sometimes you have to give in					
					
In this castle					
For too long I've been here					
See the castle					
Many long to be there									
That's the castle……that's the castle

Card games in the library					
Play truant repeatedly					
Keep on fooling around					
Examination's in a daze					
All the years are gonna waste					
Feeling like a clown					
Empty stages, regret is the only thing					
Run through the pages					
Can't find the right song to sing

In this castle					
For too long I've been here					
See the castle					
Many long to be, long to be there

Requirements must be satisfied					
If you wanna get inside					
Fill the forms and stand in line					
The status that you're aiming					
Dreams you're pursuing					
Future sure looks fine					
Games hall and canteen					
Swimming pool in between					
Are just too fascinating for school-leavers at seventeen				
					
(CHORUS 2)					
Come and join the castle					
We're getting better every year				
Join the castle					
It's nice to have you here
Join the castle					
We're getting better every year				
Join the castle					
It's nice to have you, nice to have you here

The Castle

Droning On

He too saw the promise
Of a distant light
But unlike him
He renounced the gold hat
And unlike her
She did not renounce him

His parties were simpler
But she was content
With what he could offer
A gift for hope
For a life together
And the promise of a dream

Don’t want no Daisy
That would make him crazy
He’s perfectly happy
To be a not so great Gatsby
A not so great Gatsby

Even now he remembered
The sad thing that happened to them
The deprivation
The desperation
The foul dust
That floated in their wakes

Don’t want no Daisy
That would make him crazy
He’s perfectly happy
To be a not so great Gatsby
A not so great Gatsby

Then through the smoke
He peered into her eyes
And saw the light there
Green as ever
And knew that they'd turn out
All right at the end

Don’t want no Daisy
That would make him crazy
He’s perfectly happy
To be a not so great Gatsby
A not so great Gatsby

Don’t want no Daisy
That would make him crazy
He’s perfectly happy
To be a not so great Gatsby
A not so great Gatsby

The Not So Great Gatsby

Green River

The heavens open wide, angels gather in the light,
Welcoming a brother, our guiding star so bright,
As they hold him close, in sweet eternal flight,
The streets of heaven echo, love conquers the night.


The Angels Gather

It's a home-spun kind of sound.    Enjoy your dream . Stevek

A Hard Woman. ( Steve Killingbeck )

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