The better of the lyrics and vocals too. Nice playing from the band.

Ah, yet another splendid add to Tom's great track here. We now have about 5-6 creations on top of this beauty and they are all good. Love your take as well. Great job.

And, there's Tom's phenomenal guttering again! Love it. :D))) Check out my 'Fly On Doves' version some time, if you might like?

great song, great vocal, great guitar work Tom, love it.

your lyrics are so fine, so fine! and your expression in vocals... wow. I am very happy listening to this. And what a fine track Tom Adams made

Always one of my favorites from the Stones.  When I had the chance to "learn" it I jumped at the chance to get my take on it out there.  Peace!

Sympathy For The Devil R.Stones Cover

Existence Is Suffering.

Electric violin Drone with Analog mixing experiment . 
Enjoy!

Between Dusk And Dawn :Electric vioin Drone for sound experiment

Luxx Loumen

Neurologic Manifestations

Dusk

Maximum Exposure

Going 90 miles an hour
Jacked up to the sky
Not a bit of tread left on the tire

Even tho my fuel pump
is known to shut off at an time
I’m gonna light this road on fire

You know what I’m gonna do?
You wanna have some fun?
Somebody knows what I’m going through
Surely I’m not the only one

Light a brown bag of dog shit on Death’s door
And keep on knocking knocking
Till I know
And keep on ringing ringing
Till I’m sure
I wanna see him stomp it out on the porch

I built my own KX 
Even though I must admit
I don’t know shit about it
Two hundred fifty sexy cc’s, man she fast

Run it balls to the walls though I must admit
I must admit I don’t know shit about it 
I’ll be in the pit fuckin get’n it 
You know the rest

You know what I’m gonna do?
You wanna have some fun?
Somebody knows what I’m going through
Surely I’m not the only one

Light a brown bag of dog shit on Death’s door
And keep on knocking knocking
Till I know
And keep on ringing ringing
Till I’m sure
I wanna see him stomp it out on the porch

Stephen Malson's Album

Death’s Door

Speak For Love (Brian Peters)

Little Lady stepped out into the world
Little Lady was still mama’s little girl
One baby later, she was still twenty-five
Her marriage on the rocks but she was glad to be alive

And love is blinded in innocence
And love is calling out for defence

	Who’ll sing a song for the lonely ones
	Your darling daughters and your wayward sons
	Under the hand of the iron glove
	And who will speak for love

Little Man went walking in his daddy’s boots
Little Man was just following his roots
Wild dreams and schemes on the stock exchanges
Wild oats and loneliness among total strangers

And love is crying out to be heard
And love is holding out the living word

	Who’ll sing a song for the lonely ones
	Your darling daughters and your wayward sons
	Under the hand of the iron glove
	And who will speak for love

**Some talk about the third world debt
Some talk about a nuclear threat
Some talk about inner city crime
Some talk about intelligent design
Some talk about corporate greed
Some talk about terminator seeds
Some talk about the ascetic life
Some talk about simeon stylites**

And love is knocking at the door
And love is undergirding every law

	Who’ll sing a song for the lonely ones
	Your darling daughters and your wayward sons
	Under the hand of the iron glove
	And who will speak for love

**Some talk about global warming
Some talk about turbine farming
Some talk about genetic cloning
Some talk about the lunar landings
Some talk about ghetto thugs
Some talk about the superbug
Some talk about democracy
Some talk about conspiracy

Some talk about the world trade towers
Some talk about a one world power
Some talk about save the whales
Some talk about fairytales
Some talk about visual highlights
Some talk about navigation satellites**
…(to fade)

Speak For Love

Thanks for listening!

Lyrics:
I made a deal with her.
she is the universe.
give me just this one thing.
I'll crawl out of my hole.
And let you in my soul. 
Forget I am nothing. 
So please.
Let me see.
well beyond me.
into thy naked eye.
Please
let me feel.
something unreal.
before I up and die. 

You are song and light.
You are an endless night.
It all seems so magic. 
But everything you touch.
returns to you in dust.
It all seems so tragic. 

Thanks to Jonathan Beckenstein for the excellent advice. 





Artwork https://www.pinterest.com/sierraval01/

thy naked eye

A Beautiful Day, Original

Tom Adams made a sublime country tune open for collab.   I worked something into it.

Do you remember much about last night, or is it just a foggy picture in your head,
the drunken taxi ride, the bar-room fight,
and how you came to be here in my bed ?

I think somebody hurt you once, but you don't like to say,
maybe you will talk to me someday.
You come to me when the moon is full or when it all just gets too much,
I've got a feeling that you just come here for my loving touch.

And some of us are nervous, like we're taken by surprise,
some of us are angels with the devil in our eyes,
some of us are weary of the burden on our backs
and some of us are falling through the tracks.

Now I sit and watch you sleep in the hour before the dawn,
lying in the arms of Morpheus you're looking pretty torn,
your dreams are growing dangerous, I can hear the sound
of a thousand worried whispers going down.

And some of us are delicate, it's always been that way,
and some of us are snowflakes, we simply fade away,
some of us are weary of the burden on our backs,
and some of us are falling through the cracks.

Falling through the cracks. *Tom Adams Open Collab

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