Silver

(Over)Ture

Bang the drum slower
Shake the rattle over...my bones

down by the Sycamore I'll go
where Ash and Elm are rooted far below and
let the song of sparrows rise high
among the branches
share the passing of my chances...in their cries
just
Bang the drum slower
Shake the rattle over...my bones
carry my memory in stone
place it in the ground when you get home
grow a garden in your thoughts and hold me there...when you feel lost
at the closing of the year...will you sing me on my way
my spirit needs releasing...and it's OK
so- Bang the drum slower
Shake the rattle over...my bones
lay down the flat Cedar...offer smoke as my keeper
to carry me above the winding river and beyond the salted sea
yea
Bang the drum slower...Shake the rattle over...my bones

Over My Bones (amp)

The Owl

Pole To Pole

#dance #house #handpan
 #music #beat #drum

Hang [original] Universal90

May Cause Drowsiness

lyrics/vocals/guitar
https://soundcloud.com/nic_nic_nic

Numbing Agents - Asshole Whisperer

Los Ojos de Una Era

Birds on fire whip the flames with their wings.
 Feathers burn brightly, voices rattle.
 The birds in me will spill their songs.
 Those that do not burn here will fly to heaven.

 We languished under the lid in the kitchenettes of the century,
 Instead of cream, he skimmed rich fat,
 Raising his heavy eyelid like Viy,
 In the English manner, adjusting the sour “cheese”.

 The new century loomed like a whore in a brothel.
 Dreams of flaming birds set our house on fire.
 Passengers of the Earth, we love to the limit
 They couldn’t, the wind blew the heat out of their eye sockets.

 And now our lot is these miserable squabbles,
 Blood and hatred, meat in the trenches of war.
 It’s getting harder to breathe and the timing is unknown,
 Either we are trembling with fear, or drunk with anger.

 I will kiss you as I leave at dawn.
 The transcendental crystal rolled into the fire.
 Only poets and children see the world through it.
 The world is burning and the gap is surprisingly small.

 Firebirds fly over the cooled ashes,
 Collecting all the best that has matured in us,
 And they are carried to those worlds where lightning flashes play,
 Dissolving in the warmth of the light-filled trails.

City of Flaming Birds

Life has been so busy, with little time to make music. But I kind of spontaneously played this last night while toying with/exploring VSTs - hope you enjoy.

Pole To Pole

Spidersuit

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