Fifteenth Day

Original track by Oziumpoet
Guitar added by Robert Grigg

Stellar Mass - Oziumpoet & Robert Grigg

Umrandungen, Vol. 1

Umrandungen-01-11 (Remastered 2025)

Breeze Through the Quantum Field.mp3

Something out of the blue. I wanted to do a small pipe organ concert work.

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Toccata No Fugue

See Through Me
I’ve been through nights so long they felt like whole lifetimes. The kind where silence presses against your chest and the dark makes you feel like you’re the only person left in the world. I thought I’d learned to live with it. I thought I had to.
Then there was you. You saw straight through the version of me I’d built to survive. You didn’t flinch at the cracks — you traced them like they were part of the design. I didn’t know it was possible to feel seen and safe at the same time.
I don’t pretend this will last forever. Nothing ever does. But maybe that’s why every moment with you feels heavy and light all at once — like I’m holding something too precious to set down, even for a second. If this is only now, then I’ll take now over nothing. I’ll take every second you’ll give me.
I want you to know that I’ve been through hell, and you’ve been the first person to make me believe I wasn’t supposed to stay there. You’ve been the light in nights I thought would never end. And if all I have is this moment, I’ll still give you everything.

SEE THROUGH ME

All Music By Me
Special Thanks to Toxic Bros., John Moreland,  Jerk Mama 

Art by Nanne Tiggelman (PixaBay)

Player 2

A lovely May.
You peaked too soon, my summer child.
Alive? 
Just trying to get by.
With a smile inside my eyes.
Ignore the scars.
Acting hard.

You're on a beach.
A weever fish/your feet.
You try to eat a peach.
But those things are bloody hard.
You can't look upon the stars in summertime.
Don't ask why.

I've been on the scene.
I've been in a dream.
I've let people down in many ways.
Sweep me off my feet.
Trapped in the machine.
I can't escape.

I've been on the wane.
I've been home again.
Nobody'll listen what I say.
Sweep me off my feet.
Trapped in the machine.
I can't escape.

Another day.
You'll want for nothing summer child.
Arrived.
At always the right time.
You didn't recognise it was your salad days.
Within the haze.

You're out of reach.
You can not hear my speech.
You've nothing left to teach.
Condescending meek.
You wouldn't wait another week.
To run away.
Run away.

Not part of a team.
Living in a dream.
I've let people down in many ways..
Swept me off my feet.
Trapped by the machine.
There's no escape.

Singing in the rain.
From heaven to the drain.
Nobody'll listen when I say.
Sweep me off my feet.
Trapped by the machine.
I can't escape.

I've been on the scene.
I've been in a dream.
I've let people down in many ways.
Sweep me off my feet.
Trapped in the machine.
I can't escape.

I've been on the wane.
I've been home again.
Nobody'll listen when I say.
Sweep me off my feet.
Trapped by the machine.
I can't escape.
There's no way.



Summer Child

L'impatience de grandir, la nostalgie de l'enfance.
Vidéo youtube : https://youtu.be/BeF8knbC_tA?si=gnsOlHDJxwXCxIPG
Une reprise que j'ai pris plaisir à réaliser.
Images : Sissi Lia

Plus tard quand tu seras grand - Aldebert - Cover

This is a preview of a track that was inspired by a conversation I heard between a group discussing 'work' they had  done. I exaggerated it for impact.  Thanks for listening.

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Melodic progressive metal with brass jazz infusion from the debut self-titled album by Red Dust of Mars

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Fifteenth Day

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