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This song blends the intricate fingerstyle of classical guitar, inspired by Bach’s BWV 996, with the ethereal and melancholic warmth of Sufjan Stevens’ “Mystery of Love.” The melody flows gently, weaving an introspective and poetic narrative of love and longing, set against a serene, golden-hued landscape. Soft, emotional vocals complement the delicate instrumentation, creating an intimate, cinematic atmosphere. The song evokes a sense of nostalgia and quiet reflection, capturing fleeting moments of beauty and the bittersweet nature of time and memory.

Echoes of Time

This is our cover of a Bob Dylan song. Produced by Lou Ferguson at Spotted Dog Studios.

Make You Feel My Love

Written and produced by © Don Minolta // Minolta Records
Artist: Dylan Stiggler

Another day
and I’ll be fine
I’ll be leaving this behind
I can only stop and talk
For a moment

Remember when
We moved in
And we’d say
hey over the fence
And we would
take the time
To talk about
The song birds

Mister Sampson over there
How’s your garden?
How’s your hands?
How’s Betty Anne?
Man, old man
It’s good to know you

We load the car 
In the garage
The room I used
To play guitar
Where we washed
Our dirty clothes
Was now as quiet
As a roach

We raise the door 
It slides along
The idle motor
Hums a song
As we reverse 
Into the world
It fades to nothing

Mister Sampson over there
How’s your garden?
How’s your hands?
How’s Betty Anne?
Man, old man
It’s good to know you

Mister Sampson you take care
As we drive by
But he’s not there
The road is old
the pavement’s cold
The panes are busted

Mister Sampson

Thorn

(About song) - He remembers and reminisces about a past relationship, going deep into his memories, and dreams of what it could have been...even though he still wants her for his own, he accepts the relationship is over

Best Always!,
Joella

(Song features) - Vocals & vocal chops, synth plucks, electric & acoustic guitars, grand piano, lofi keys

(Song lyrics)

I still dream of what it could have been

And in the heat of it, I still dream of what it could have been

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, I still want you for my own, but I know that it's long gone, long gone

And in the midst of it, it's in the thick of it, the ultraviolet heave inside of you is imminent

And in the heat of it, I'm loosenin my grip, my baby's gone, but I still dream of what it could have been

I still dream of what could have been

And in the heat of it, I still dream of what it could have been

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, I still want you for my own, but I know that it's long gone, long gone

And in the midst of it, it's in the thick of it, the ultraviolet heave inside of you is imminent

And in the heat of it, Im loosenin my grip, my baby's gone, but I still dream of what it could have been

I Still Dream

Bonjours à tous
Voici Les gardiens de nos mémoires, enregistré en 1987, est plus qu’un morceau, c’est un poème chanté à ceux qui ont forgé nos racines, à ceux dont les rides racontent des siècles d’amour, de luttes, et de lumière.
Leur présence est une richesse précieuse, souvent silencieuse, mais essentielle.
Derrière chaque ride se cache une histoire à préserver

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Les gardiens de nos mémoires, enregistré en 1987

A serene and atmospheric album blending the warmth of American folk with the ethereal textures of ambient music.

Echoes of Time

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