This was supposed to accompany some vocals, but I realized it worked better as an instrumental piece. A different version with the vocals will follow at some point.

Maria

Lancelot's Eyes-Instrumental Version

A few months ago, i was out for a walk downtown . Saw a group of begging people. One of them was a young boy , crying his heart out . 
Fell totally lost . Suddenly overwhelmed by a  huge guiltiness feeling . This confusion melted to some kind of angriness is what i try to describe here .

Je Rentre Chez Moi (story of the song in description)

This was written in South Africa in 1987, a few years before the release of Nelson Mandela - really digging into the archives here! It was one of a handful of songs co-written with Pravinand (@johnny-minstrel). I had the first verse and an inkling of a melody, and Pravinand finished it off. We were very chuffed by the end result. Hope you like it.

The Prisoner (Peters/Maharaj)

The empty space he feared
Was fixed between his ears
To live is but to bear
The scourge of twilight years
He lost the strength to fight
He lost the will to live
For all that was his right
They took away from him

He cannot move his arms
The iron weighs him down
His feet, they cannot dance
He feels no joyful sound
He alone must grieve
The toll of passing years
He alone must feel
The loneliness and fears

His eyes reflect the pain
A man should never bear
How long will he sustain
To hurt for what is fair
And in the dark he prays
No one hears his heart
Except the one who made
Man from dust and blood

The Prisoner

Hard To Get

This one is called Hard To Get. A young guy has his eye on a lovely young lady. He can't help but notice her every time she walks by. Especially when there's no one else around.  But she never really says anything to him. He thinks she is playing hard to get by not saying anything to him.  Never figuring out that she's been trying to get his attention for the whole time.

Lyrics;
It was hot and muggy
On a hot summer day
I was sitting on the steps
When I saw her walking by my way
She had a sundress on
And sandals on her feet
And I just watched her walk
All the way on down the street
But I knew that she was playing hard to get
One day she'd be all mine
One day but not just yet
The leaves were falling
There was a chill in the air
The breeze was blowing
I was the only one out there
Then she was walking by
In that blue and black sweater
Never even looked my way
But no one could look better
Still I knew she was playing hard to get
But one day she'd be all mine
One day but not just yet
It was a cold and cloudy day
And ice formed on the trees
I was shoveling the drive
With snow over my knees
And there she was
In a ski coat and sock hat
Building up a snowman
And I thought get a load of that
She's making a man with a heart as cold as ice
she should think about me
I'm warm and oh so nice
The seasons pass
But one day she was standing right there
Looked me right in the eyes
And said ah you men, I  swear
And I was thunderstruck
And I began to sweat
She laughed and said
Why do you play so hard to get?

Hard To Get

Electro Jive

Fly Away

Certain Things

im losing motivation again sry
mayb i'll try to upload more soon but idk who knows atp

is this worth fighting over?

wish it was better

I created this little ditty back in the early 1980's back when our son was born.

Mike Kenneally
https://unsplash.com/@asthetik

Irish Spring Morn

No one can treat my heart right
Keeping it tight
Dealing with fight
No one can treat my heart right
Keeping the sound
Rewind

No one can treat my heart right
Keeping it tight
Dealing with fight
No one can treat my mind right
Keeping the sound
Rewind

Dollar game
Feelings grain
No oneﾕs calling ﾒsweetie", damn
Are you gonna leave?

Seeing through the tears
Of wine
Keeping secretly all fads
In bar

Chilling in my undies
Staring at the rain
What i have been hiding
My eyes behind the screen

Make me breathe in
The poisoned amber
Of the darkest days
Youﾕre leaving me here

nO One

amazon

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++++. PROFILE NOTES ++++

Once a wannabe, not yet a has been.

It had been over a decade since I put together a song,
and for that matter basically walked away from music altogether.
Losing hope that I would ever have the time to put into music again,
I finally gave away my 3rd music studio.
I ran across SoundCloud around 2013,
and thought I might take what few songs I had recorded, 
and lay them to rest there.
And there they languished.

HOWEVER, around 2017 I went back to SoundCloud
and began listening a little more and a little more,
and actively taking a part in visiting the sites
of so many wonderful musicians and beautiful songs.
Also, more and more often I would discover that these artists
were blossoming everywhere around the world,
and most definitely worthy of high praise and compliments.

Then suddenly, these old dead soundtracks right here
began to have a bit of life breathed back into them.
From the kind words that began to come trickling in,
I thought, maybe, someday I might give this music thing a try again.

The thing that finally pushed me into action
was a particular SoundCloud artist…Sander Heerings,
AKA https://soundcloud.com/wane-of-summer
 

Not only was he encouraging,
but he began faithfully responding to a few questions,
then a barrage of them.

The final result seemed to be that after a couple of months,
the Old Grinder now has a 4th studio and, finally, a new song.
I hope there may be many more to come.

Thank you Sander, and to the multitude that have dropped in
to listen to these old songs, 
and most of all, for perking up my spirits.