Well I get another message from a 123
Come along and join me in my repartee
Together we can weather all this misery
And keep me sitting like a freak on the top of the tree
It’s a kind invitation but I must be clear 
You’re the problem not the answer in this miserable year 
Your eyes are clouded and full of fear 
So put away the costume have another beer 

Yet another message from a 123
A stark invitation to a dull livestream 
Looking like a deer in the full main beam
In cyberspace everyone can hear you scream 
It’s a kind invitation but I must be clear 
You’re the problem not the answer in this miserable year 
Your eyes are clouded and full of fear 
So put away the costume have another beer

Sign up sign up and receive communication 
Be a good sort join the organisation 
Definitions are open to interpretation 
But you be the crowd and I’ll accept the acclamation
It’s a kind invitation but I must be clear 
You’re the problem not the answer in this miserable year 
Your eyes are clouded and full of fear 
So put away the costume have another beer

Not The Answer

After uploading private, I decided to go public with this - maybe others will relate. Like Clapton who said of Tears in Heaven: I almost subconsciously used music for myself as a healing agent... while I'm no great performer, this song speaks my mind. Words below:

Looking in the glass, she sees what is not there
Even though she thinks she is, she's not aware
That the voices in her head, they tell her lies
The voices in her head, they blind her eyes

Her body now so thin, so weak, so frail
Each time that we've seen her, she looks more pale
And we plead with her be brave, accept some help
But the voices in her head, she hates herself

I sometimes wonder Lord why it is so
So much mental sickness down here below

For, looking in the glass, she sees what is not there
Even though she thinks she is, she's not aware
That the voices in her head, they tell her lies
The voices in her head, they blind her eyes - ahhh

So Broken (with Vocals)

hrtbrk = gdzla beat

Début de collab initiée fin 2021 avec Woodsax. A suivre...
https://soundcloud.com/dameliliandcaptainwood/tracks
Image par Benjamin Davies de Pixabay 

Woodsax project

Haha

Islamic metal
Middle East metal
Symphonic metal
Heavy metal
image music video is here.
   https://youtu.be/odUy1szkXYk
I image Ancient Egypt world😊

Sandstorm

The longer they last

We're spitting out lyrics with aplomb
There's an 8 track studio in my home
I walk my dog and when I'm done
I wash the car and go for a run 

Cos I'm a hardcore suburban man
With a balding head
And a fading tan
My wife retired at 51
When we sold our souls for a campervan 

I got an easy life
An easy life at your expense

I dream of pensions and good deals
And trading shares and meals on wheels
I don't know where the money's from
But I know it's not from work I've done 

You see, we invested in property
When we already owned loads anyway
And now we don't need to do any work
It's our tenants who have to sell their shirts 

To pay for us to do what we like
And we tell THEM to "get on their bike"
Cos we never tire of telling others
To work hard, to fill our coffers

308. i got an easy life (harding).mp3

This song is about my pet Chicken, Chickadoo who was my best friend. She has now passed and I miss her. Written by Andrew Schisas aka SKEEZAS 

Chickadoo

Written in 2024.

This song is available for artist cut, and publishing, sync, and licensing.
This project is a songwriting showcase for artists, and publishers.
Contact: tsdmusic73@gmail.com
Visit https://confessionallifesongwriting.com for more information. #unsigned #newmusic #originalsongs #sync #licensing

What Does Life Mean (Songwriters Version)

doubt anyone is reading this try and spot the one diff part between the two tracks

Bang bang 2

Multi-genre composer. Mostly old school, but lately some with ML. Influenced by Beethoven to Queen. Retired Radar/EW System Engineer. Hope you enjoy! LINK TO MY REPOSTS:

So Broken (with Vocals)

Mike Summerhays Music: Composer