REC00034 ( A world without Tim ) LONG LIVE THE MUSIC OF AVICII

Obliodrivers by Aedos Cluster of the Waterfall

An Excited Tree

I created this track by improvising on a Gibson SG over three variations of a drum pattern. I produced the drums using custom sounds I made on the AKAI MPC Live and the Teenage Engineering PO-32. I also played the bass part on a Sire J7—my marvelous fretless bass.
96 bpm

Questa Casa

My third EP. I hope you like it. Next up is my album :)

Bits and Pieces

Aged Seventeen.
You had a dream.
But then it turned into a lie.
Now, all the summers passing by.
Are not for love.

In your despair.
You wanna care.
You're falling into disrepair.
Now you're losing all your hair.
Ah, if you could.

Now, all the hipsters stand so tall.
They're careful not to take your calls.
The brightest lights you've ever seen.
Are casting shadows in your dreams.

Your golden shrine.
Won't take it's time.
But, you don't want to waste a line.
As you pluck them from from the sky.
Boy, if you could.

The flowing tune.
Is a sand dune.
And you are sinking by the feet.
Trying to reach out incomplete.
To a golden bull.

Now all the lizards on the wall.
Might be prepared to lose it all.
But I just find this place obscene.
I guess I'll rid you from my dreams.

Hold this space.
Watch me go.
Out of time.
In the know. (x2)

Aged Seventeen.
You had a dream.
But then it turned into a lie.
All your summers pass you by.
They're not for love. 

You wanna fly.
Stuck getting high.
Oh, I can see it in your eyes.
That it's time to say goodbye.
I've got to go. 

Now all your friends have lost their way.
They flew away one sunny day.
Were barely noticed in the squall.
I'm not prepared to lose it all.


Goodbye, I've Got To Go

They never told me
how silence keeps time
How breath can pass like a year
if no one names it

I missed the last laugh in a joke I meant to share
I missed your glance
half a second late
and it never came back

No sirens
No final bells
Just one more moment
that didn't make a sound
as it disappeared

I kept receipts for things I never wore
but not the way you almost said stay
and changed your mind
mid-syllable

I archived victories
but lost the sigh
you gave
when the light through the window
made the dust look like snow

These aren't tragedies
They're smaller
Sharper
They slide past bone
and settle
where memory doesn't look

No statue cracked
No headline screamed
Just the way your fingers hovered
over my name
and typed nothing

The way a cup grew cold
while I stared
at a thought
that never finished forming

We measure hours
We weigh years
But no one counts the almosts
the pauses
the almost-yes
the nearly-held breath

They vanish
quiet as pollen on wind
A thousand truths
that never bothered
to become facts

I used to think loss required presence
Now I know
you can lose
what never even arrived

Almosts

instrumental take on getting out on the open road early in the morning, traffic free!

out on the open road

Listen to the book "The Year of Becoming Gracia" on Amazon.
https://www.amazon.com/Year-Becoming-Gracia-Necessary-Adventure/dp/B00O1ES4RW/ref=sr_1_1?dib=eyJ2IjoiMSJ9.hjF60yF0sUduswWfU1dtWCm8O5h2z17IywJy6cjPQYIlJnmh9uiO2K5RaoCY-4SN.yPLpXWGXr2uudcmDwY2kJF7PJRcEoS1rG18fCGvFV3M&dib_tag=se&keywords=the+year+of+becoming+gracia&qid=1753828983&sr=8-1


[verse 1]
She left Colorado with the wind at her side
Chasing a whisper across the great divide
Two daughters grown and walking their own trails
But in her heart, their laughter still prevails

She taught in the suburbs by the bay
Melbourne mornings, chalk dust and prayers each day
Teaching roots in a world far from home
Still wondering how far a soul must roam


[chorus]
And she’s still becoming Gracia
Through the healing and the ache
Crossing oceans for the questions
That the silence sometimes makes
In her journal and her heartbeat
There's a light she will not fake
She's still becoming Gracia
Every breath a chance to wake 

[verse 2]
On a Kibbutz where the Galilee sings
She found peace in the simplest things
University walls in old Haifa stone
Studied faith, but she still felt alone

She held the past in tender grace
Missed her father’s final face
In a veterans bed, far from her sky
Ventura wept while she said goodbye

[chorus]
And she’s still becoming Gracia
Through the loss and through the flame
Two daughters off on journeys
But they echo in her name
In the quiet of her longing
She has never passed the blame
She's still becoming Gracia
Never walking quite the same 

[bridge]
Now the road bends, not so wide
But wisdom walks close by her side
With Reiki hands and open eyes
She learns to live, she learns to rise

[chorus - final]
And she’s still becoming Gracia
Not a finish, just a start
Finding healing in the desert
And the shadows of her heart
With her daughters in the ether
And her father in the stars
She's still becoming Gracia
Just as she is, just who you are 

[outro]
Still becoming... Gracia…



Still becoming Gracia

Before Sunrise

pass this note (tako cover)

Let yourself drift away with Spanish Dream — a smooth and mellow instrumental that invites calm and introspection. Perfect for relaxing, studying, or just getting lost in the moment. Let me know how it makes you feel.

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Spanish Dream

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Goodbye, I've Got To Go

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