Original composition.... Alejandro Gonzalez M.    October  2021

Cantata Triste

Skipping Rocks - Robert Grigg & Combstead

Oh, little darling, you're a spire.
Floating on wires, up high.
No getting tired.
Oh, you're still buzzing like a queen.
Like a soda stream. 
Like a losing team.

Oh, I've gotta say, you threw it all away.
Because you wouldn't count to three. 
Oh, what an awful state, as my meaning takes.
There's a line you don't cross with me. 
Cat got the cream.
Ended the dream.

Oh, little darling, you're a liar.
A soul on fire.
Crossed somewhere below the pyre.
You hid your secrets in the mire.
A slight of hand removes the choir. 
From the outliers.

Oh, little darling, how's your lows? 
A trip below.
To seek what we all know.
A month at least until you fly.
Soaring up high.
Goodbye to all goodbye.

Oh, I've gotta say, you threw it all away.
Because you wouldn't count to three. 
Oh, what a bloody state.
Aw! the message grates?
There's a line you don't cross with me. 
Cat got the cream.
Ending the dream.

Oh, I've gotta say, you threw it all away.
Because you wouldn't count to three. 
Oh, what an awful state, as my meaning takes.
There's a line you don't cross with me. 
Cat got the cream.
Ended the dream.
Cat got the cream.
Ended the dream.

Mixed and Mastered by Mariosyjp, many thanks! here's his link for anyone wanting to check him out.

https://soundcloud.com/mariosyjp

Count To Three [Mariosyjp Mix]

Begin (Intro)

The pale moon which illuminates,
the characters upon the lake.
The quiet shades of evening on your bag.
The nodding of the loonies, who are walking out their pooches.
Just a-spoiling for a moment to be sad.

The day you die, the manuscript, the boiler plate, the sullen crypt. 
The consequences add up to a nag.
Oh, daughter of humanity, will you hold off the cads for me? 
I only want to look into your hands.

I'm only saying stuff to see. 
To speak.
I'm hardly buying what you seek.
Too deep? 

A defecating effigy of vegetating ecstasy. 
Which sits above, in judgement on the mad.
A devastated copse of trees, requiring its worker bees. 
To make the switch from honey t'ward the jam.

And there is not a potion made, which won't require trust to take. 
They take, to take, a taker of the tack.
Oh, tochter aus... isocoles! 
The ravages! the fenugreek!?
The dealers only dealing with the lags.

I'm only trying to replace. 
Two faced.
I'm only trying to be safe. 
In space. 

See, if I give you the best of me.
You'd never taste the rest of me. 
The value added, plastic tang of love.
Oh, yeah, happy is the wooing that's-a not-a long-a doing.
They will never want for anything. Harrumph!

All as above, is as below. 
You only trust the ones you know. 
The pages turn the wheels on the tram.
Oh, daughter of humanity, can you placate your dad for me?
A self-absorbed philately of cats.

I'm only trying to negate. 
Create.
I'm only wanting to save face. 
Too late?

Well, if I can not count your sheep.
How'm I supposed to get to sleep? 
There's only so much begging for a shag.
The nighttime rolls around you so, can't get in through the windows, though.
Why d'you hold my fortune in your hands?

The bitter queen is sent away.
Mary's mother blown away. 
A man must do his best to say he'd had.
Oh, tochter aus... personify!
Freude! shöne! gotterfrei! 
Who will pass the salt to save the sad?
Who will pass the salt to save the sad?

Mixed and Mastered by Woods Studio Norway.


Daughter of Humanity [Woods Studio Norway Mix]

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Frogs with goggles on trippin' on LSD!!!

(Verse 1) In the heart of the swamp where the fireflies glow, Frogs rev their engines, ready to go. Dune
buggies roar, through the slimy muck, In a race for dominance, fueled by luck. (Pre-Chorus) The crowd
gets rowdy, with a lusty cheer, As frogs place bets, fueled by beer. They wager their skins, on the fastest
ride, In this wild race where egos collide. (Chorus) Racing through the swamp, in a dune buggy spree,
Frogs with goggles on, trippin' on LSD. Engines roaring loud, the ribbits are getting bizarre, In this
tripped out wacky race, we ride amongst the stars! (Verse 2) Mud-splattered chaos, under the moon's
glow, Frogs take the lead, putting on a show. Drifting around curves, with ballsy moves, In a race where
winners make daring grooves. (Pre-Chorus) The spectators holler, with a raunchy shout, As they watch
their favorites, tear it all out. With each lap completed, the tension heightens, As they gamble on winners,
with desires whiten. (Chorus) Racing through the swamp, in a dune buggy spree, Frogs with goggles on,
wild and free. Engines roaring loud, through the murky night, In this amphibian race, they'll put up a
fight! (Bridge) As the checkered flag waves, and winners are found, The swamp comes alive, with a
primal sound. Frogs leap in joy, in a hedonistic spree, In celebration of their swampy victory. (Verse 3)
But the party's just starting, it's time to unwind, As they gather 'round fires, in a frenzied mind. With
swamp water cocktails, and firefly light, They indulge in pleasures, throughout the night. (Pre-Chorus)
The losers and winners, come together in delight, In this swampy bacchanal, 'til the morning light. They
raise their glasses, to racing and fun, In this debaucherous revelry, until they're done. (Chorus) Racing
through the swamp, in a dune buggy spree, Frogs with goggles on, tripping on LSD. Engines roaring loud,
through the murky night, Tripping through dimensions, in a psychedelic plight (Outro) So here's to the
frogs, and their wild dune buggy ride, In the heart of the swamp, where passions collide. With engines
roaring and mud flying high, They'll keep racing on, 'neath the lustful sky! (Chorus) In this chemical
playground, we're feeling free, In a whirlwind of sensation, for all to see. With each touch and each taste,
we'll explore the unknown, In this swampy wonderland, where pleasures are shown. (Verse 1) Under the
strobe lights, the scene comes alive, As frogs hop and sway, in a psychedelic dive. With each dose and
each hit, we're pushing the brink, In this chemically-charged carnival, where we drink. (Chorus) High on
the buzz, and soaring on trips, Frogs with goggles off, licking psychedelic drips. With pills and powders,
we're on a wild ride, In this swampy frenzy, we'll let nothing hide. In the moonlit swamp, where secrets
abide, Amphibians feeling all kinds of wide-eyed. With psychedelic hues, in their minds they're rode,
Through realms unseen, where reality's strode. The night becomes a canvas, where dreams unfold, In the
psychedelic journey, where stories are told. They dance with the stars, in a cosmic waltz, As their minds
unravel, in psychedelic vaults. (Chorus) High on the buzz, and soaring on trips, Frogs with goggles off,
licking psychedelic drips. With pills and powders, we're on a wild ride, In this swampy frenzy, we'll let
nothing hide.

Froggies' Wild Ride

Made with the energy of Sun, Karuppaswamy, Aries and Goddesses during the beginning of the Vedic New Year.

So came this song alive like a flower from the ground with Divine energy.

The words came from Divine with the energy inside and so was the background music chosen.

The Divine energy - my God Family works through me also like this.

These songs are meant to people in the need of this energy to help them in their life.

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We live in a chaotic world filled with numerous challenges. As we often get swayed around by the unsteady stream of life, it is easy to lose ourselves in that stream; to lose sight of the miracles and joys that surround us each and every day. A light-hearted song, Tranquility reflects on some of the little things that make life beautiful and worth it all. So wherever you are and no matter what you're going through, let Tranquility surround you and rest assured that you will pull through; you will be okay.

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CREDITS
Vikki Minor - vocalist, lyrical composer
Alicia Monson - lyrical composer
Adam Heagle - saxophone
will.aO - producer, instrumentals

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