This is one of the best songs i’ve heard in a long while brother!

Such a beautiful message in this song I love the way you think 🥰

Feel the eyes hear the cries
Feel the eyes upon you hear the cries inside you
Demon here demon there
This ain't no time to be scared
Your hands have got to grip the hedges
Your feet stay firm on the bridges
It's you who chose to journey alone
Why couldn't you just stay home?

If you aim your desire
You could live by your own fire
Even when your spirits draw away
Hear them shaking in the grass
Can you feel them watching you as you pass?
The tiny voice that soothes is coming from you

Fear the night fear the day
The dead or the living when they pass your way
Demon here demon there
Everywhere

If you aim your desire
You could live by your own fire
Even when the spirits leave you lone
Remember long ago
What you already know
What you already know
Your way home

Demon here demon there
Don't be scared. Stay aware
You gotta stay clear. You gotta stay bold
Hands and feet gotta hold
Demon teams demon dreams
Woven out of the moonbeams
Voicing from below in echo

Carve a sigil cast a bone
Make an altar of a stone
Call to the beast beyond the foam
A gentle hand, a knowing eye, a loving tone

Feel the eyes hear the cries
Feel the eyes upon you hear the cries inside you
Demon in the heat. Demon on repeat
Why didn't you just stay home?
Now you're just all about the sight
Of the towns at the foot of the mountain
With their beckoning lights

Demon teams demon dreams
They called you out again
Now your hands have got to hold
Your legs have got to stand
Feel the eyes hear the cries
The howling of the beast
You're the howling in the peaks
You are the beast you seek

Echo Demon

CHAINSAW

drums
recorder
voices
unplugged bass
tenor guitar

Knuckle Dregs

ELLE S’APPELLE ELSPETH C’EST FOU CE QU’ELLE DÉVORE 
ELLE EST DE L’ESPÈCE DES SOURIS PAPIVORES
OTHELLO MACBETH COOPER FENIMORE
BIEN SÛR MONSIEUR TESTE AND SO MANY MORE

AND IN A WORLD OF WORDS SHE LIVES UNDER THE SPELL JUST LIKE A MILLION BIRDS QUI LA FRÔLENT DES AILES

PLEASED TO MEET ELSPETH
MAIS NI REGRETS NI REMORDS SHE’S ALREADY FOUND HER BEST FRIEND AND SO MUCH MORE
YOU LUCKY ANDY

ET DANS SON MONDE DE MOTS SON UNIVERS DE LETTRES 
C’EST DES MILLIONS D’OISEAUX QUI LA FRÔLENT PEUT-ÊTRE

COMMENT ELLE S’APPELLE ELLE S’APPELLE ELSPETH 
COMMENT ÇA S’ÉPELLE DON’T KNOW HOW TO SPELL 
AD LIB
AND IF YOU DON’T THINK PARIS WAS MADE FOR LOVE GIVE LONDON ONE MORE CHANCE

LA SOURIS PAPIVORE (Lyrics) song for Elspeth

My Apologies

3 hour flip.
Original Track - https://youtu.be/LhIqWhnC7qc?si=apZyInlW8ZHAJJQP
MOSNAR DET - Remixing, Drum Programming

Loop Diggers Sunday Roulette Challenge 129 Gino's Diary Trk 1 - H I D E

Ride It Like That

Lyrics:
https://subtlekeystrokes.wordpress.com/2023/11/19/roadside-bouquets/

I often find myself, while working on the roadside or walking the city streets, noticing beauty and life where it is least expected. Discarded, trashed, or otherwise unnoticed bouquets on the roadside are a stark reminder of the importance of being grateful in the most difficult and ugly of times. Flowers growing through concrete cracks, on the sides of bridges and through the asphalt. Discarded bouquets which haven't lost their colors, and even fake flowers thrown to wind can all serve to remind me of the same beauty.

One thing I think we all know, all too well, is how tempting it can be to surrender to dejection, apathy and self pity. To let circumstances dictate our ability to succeed. It's very true that the world can be cold, demoralizing, and even hostile to growth. And maybe your excuse is valid, maybe you were sown into the most unforgiving of environments and circumstances, robbed of your chance to really thrive in the light of the sun or thrown away as soon as your color began to fade. 

But I see a thriving ecosystem where it has no business being. Life sprouting from nothing! Beautiful colors in the trash, and I think to myself...

How tremendous that this piece of life and beauty has not given up yet. 
How lucky I am to be in the light of this, which would have been so easy to miss.

It strikes me that when we resign ourselves to thinking there is no beauty in our surroundings, we miss so much of what makes life beautiful. And when we allow ourselves to believe that it is too strenuous a task to keep on going, we forget that growing, is really all there is to life anyway.

~ Prof. Mayfly

Roadside Bouquets

Winter look

🔒Prod. STL NiNjA🔒
Vocal Tags by Kenna-Rae🎙️✨
https://on.soundcloud.com/RLJGHe9Vq4yJ297k7
Thnx for the love & support🖤

Hidden Gems (Prod. STL NiNjA)

EXIT

@BCFCollab

I match soothing soundscapes with dense poetic verses, spoken word, stories, rap and singing

I also write instrumental music for meditation/bedtime/ambiance 
(check the playlist tab on my page)


Prof. Mayfly (https://soundcloud.com/profmayfly) =
Art-Rap
Poetry
Spoken Word
Singing

Subtle-Keystrokes=
Piano
Meditative
Improvisational 
Ambient
trip-hop

Contact me on either account
check out my artwork on IG
the improvs playlist is all free to use sample etc.
Looking for something else? Check bandcamp

Roadside Bouquets

Subtle Keystrokes & Prof. Mayfly

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