Just fooling around with sounds in my head and really tried to do my best. Have my difficulties how to categorize this music in a certain genre, but ... I had a fun time. Used a lot of different configs of "Gentleman" together with Spitfire Audio sounds.

The Real Gentleman

The End of the Century

Original composition….Alejandro Gonzalez M.

Efímero

Take off! These chains are falling away.
There's a message in your morning I just can't face.
I lay myself down, and I dream.
One day, there'll come a moment I can't breathe.

Lift off! I'll never follow you home.
Won't you give me Hill and Valley where I can roam?
A little corner for my peace.
This town has gotten dirty, and I can't leave.

There must be somewhere I should be?
There must be something I can't see?
There must be something I could take?
There are so many rules to break.
I throw it all away.

Hold up? You're old. Not feeling so great.
True, I see your storm clouds gather, and I'm tempting fate.
You don't leave any space to dream.
Left it all behind, just wasted behind the scenes.

There must be something I could be?
There must be someone I can see?
I'm running out of pills to take.
It's just another rule to break.
I throw it all away.

Get up! I will not be on my way.
You can wait another lifetime before I fade.
You see, my field is evergreen.
I still think in terms of what I've yet to see.

Take off! These chains are falling away.
There's a message in your morning I just can't face.
I lay myself down, just to dream.
One day, there'll come that moment I won't breathe.

There must be somewhere I should be?
There must be something I can't see?
There must be something I could take?
There are so many rules to break.
I throw it all away.

There Must Be Something

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The Ranger

The Ranger [Wah-Wah Mix]

Lyrics

I'd walk the fields in dusty boots
With calloused hands and deeper roots
The stories carved in cedar bark
Still echo when the mornings start
I’ve walked the same path to the hill
Where time stands still, but I never will
Cause there’s a pull I can’t ignore
To wander out and seek some more

But I carry the dirt beneath my feet
And the voices in the winds I meet
The map may change, but the truth I hold
Is we all need roots, and we all need roads

I’ve seen the skyline kiss the plains
And danced beneath September rains
I’ve learned to bend, but never break
Like river stones in mountain lakes
Each mile writes a verse I keep
Tucked in my coat for when it’s steep
I don’t fear the long unknown
When I know just where I’m from and grown

Yeah, I carry the dirt beneath my feet
And the voices in the winds I meet
The map may change, but the truth I hold
Is we all need roots, and we all need roads

Let the seasons shape my name
Let the sunburn write my claim
Home’s not lost, it just expands
In footprints laid across the land

Still I carry the dirt beneath my feet
And the laughter in the friends I greet
The road runs wide, but my heart knows
The strength of roots, and the call of roads

So here I go, no need to choose
I’ve got sturdy roads and growing roots


We All Need Roads

Bahama.

As the wind blows through the trees.
As the silence starts to break.
As the dawn is facing forward.
Passing time, prepared to wait.
While a crow is looking over.
As you're making your mistakes.
You hide your face.
Hide your face.

If tomorrow wasn't certain.
Would you still behave this way?
As there is no way of knowing.
Could you live on in disgrace?
As the current representative of the dead who lost their way.
You hide your face.
Better hide your face.

Can the sunshine ever touch upon.
The darkness at the heart.
Will the ancestors forgive you for your
mistakes at the start.
As the crows begin to circle.
All their eyes fixed in one place.
Better hide your face.
Hide your face.

Bahama.

When you're running down the white lines.
When you can not see the stars.
When you can not stop them watching.
When you can not fall apart.
Oh, should there be a knocking.
On the window in the morn.
You have been warned.
Better get things done.

Bahama.

And should you go a-walking in the trees.
Be careful not to show them any fear.
And it might be a crow at your window.
The Dead have nothing to teach us, so let it go.
Just let it go.


Bahama (Reprise)

EILAD 

 

Rap Verse 1:  

I’m sitting pretty now but I used to be so vicious. 

Was the moment I met you, that second everything changed 

So many lessons in my life, in all these bridges I’d burned 

Perhaps it isn’t fair, to have to be my calm in the storm 

But we’re rebuilding my foundation, all the years, damage done 

All this poison in my blood, always steering me wrong 

All these choices, these decisions, all the things that we do 

Now, every breath a confirmation that I’ll be there for you. 

 

Verse 1:  

Oh, I love you, my angel, I do 

Oh, my starling, the murmuration of you 

And I don’t want to wake up but for your light, my every morning, all I need 

This time is never enough, so be careful with the moments, let us have this memory 

 

Rap Verse 2:  

If I’ve learned anything, it’s that this is the time 

But it passes so fast, too old for nursery rhymes 

Thinkin' back to scraped knees, I was a mountain to climb 

Both the good and the bad, what kind of man was I? 

And you moved me, so when the sun sets low, let it be, it’s ok, you know we all have to go Keep the love that we shared, may it continue to grow. 

I carried you, you carried me so much further though 

 

Verse 2 

Oh, my child, my one, my blood 

My hand runs the lines marked on the wall, how fast the time has gone 

I smile at the box of things, and search my heart to feel that way again 

And as I fade away, may the simple things we had be enough when all that’s left 

 

Outtro 

And we all sing… 

Oh my love, every day is like a dream 

With you in my life, every day is like a dream  

Oh, my baby, how you blessed my soul, every day is like a dream. 

With you in my life, every day is like a dream  

eilad

Song written by Townes Van Zandt
Performed & Mastered By Lewis Addison Rudd

Waiting around to die

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There Must Be Something

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