Don’t blame me for the poor quality, especially vocals because I make music using my phone.

Hey! Mercy

❤️🎶The music unites us all❤️🎶
I am a singer-songwriter, composer, entrepreneur, musician and sound designer. I have a home studio and have produced most of my songs and instrumentals there.
I love the exciting diversity of the Soundcloud universe. Here I always discover new, creative music creations and meet many nice people from all over the world.
Thanks for listening. I appreciate every feedback and every new follower.

Note: This track was entirely composed, performed, arranged, and produced by myself – without the use of artificial intelligence.
Creating authentic music with real emotion and personality is important to me. Thank you for listening and for your support.

℗ 2023 DestKorn | © 2023 DestKorn. All rights reserved.
℗ 2023 DestKorn | © 2023 DestKorn. Alle Rechte vorbehalten.
Artist & Publisher: DestKorn
SenneRecord 2012

Made with love demo

Made With Love Demo

adieu adieu

(em) back to balance 
a gate in the (c) day

(em) Ten of Swords
at the end of a (c) play

(g) (the) purpose of the (c) cross
(g) (the) pain of our (c) Lord

(g) I don’t know what I’m (c) doing 
or not (bm) doing, of (am7) course

(f) how to get back – (g) back to where? back to where?
(f) how to get back – (g) back to where

thy (c) plaintive (g) anthem (f) fades
(c) adieu (g) adieu (f) adieu
in (c) those next (g) valley (f) glades 
and (c) you and (g) you and (f) you

love to drift
through the clouds

far above
the worlds below

(the) blood of the lamb
(the) promise of the seed 

I don’t know what I’m thinking 
or not thinking, indeed

how to get back – back to where? back to where?
how to get back – back to where

thy plaintive anthem fades
adieu adieu adieu
in those next valley-glades 
and you and you and you

clock the seconds 
afore they go

reconnect 
to the flow

tender is the night 
on a winding mossy way

in love with easeful death 
yet still wanting to stay
how to get back – back to where? back to where?
how to get back – back to where

thy plaintive anthem fades
adieu adieu adieu
in those next valley glades 
and you and you and you

split the heart
of the tree

divided self 
one, two, three

(the) nightingale’s repose 
her last song on the air 

I don’t know why I’m sensing 
but not seeing the rose 

how to get back – back to where? back to where?
how to get back – back to where

thy plaintive anthem fades
adieu adieu adieu
in those next valley glades 
and you and you and you (et vous et vous et vous)

(fade out on adieu adieu adieu x 3)

NB
(uses some lines and variation of lines from Keats's Ode to a Nightingale: 'thy plaintive anthem fades'/ 'adieu adieu'/ 'next valley glades' / 'tender is the night' / 'winding mossy way' / 'in love with easeful death')

TASCAM DR-05

adieu adieu

Now Cometh The Self-Replicators

This is a live recording of one of my songs, You're My Hero, with my kid, Erin.

Here is an earlier version of the song:
Listen to Feel What He Feels - lo-fi demo (2021)
https://on.soundcloud.com/nZED8

Music, Lyrics, Mix: Tam Jennifer
Keyboard performance by Erin Jennifer. 

MIC: HONOR 90 lite microphone (phone)
Recorded / mixed: Audacity.
Erin on Keyboard: Roland E-X20

Find Erin Jennifer here: 
https://on.soundcloud.com/jTjqD 
- for more of their awesome music. 

Cover: Ai generated prompt 37 - lonely boy on stage (with variations) - by Tam 

Lyrics

We all have to be
Alone with our identity 
Oh, we all have to be living in the real
So when, this world, kicks its cruel dirt in your eyes, dear
Never fear
Cos you're my hero. 
.
He sits alone
With his guitar and his phone
And suddenly, suddenly, he knows
Oh he sits alone, chews on his pen
Writing this makes him feel alone again. 
.
He sits alone 
Staring into space
And once again, once again, he knows
As he sits alone, playing his guitar, oh
All his knowing shows
.
Run away with me, darling, he sings.
And suddenly, the whole damn world is his
He says, run away with me darling cos I'm real
And suddenly, the whole damn world can feel what he feels.
.
We all have to be 
Alone with our identity 
We all have to be living in the real
So when, this world, kicks its cruel dirt in your eyes, dear
Never fear
Cos you're my hero.
.
You're my hero
You're my hero
You're my hero
You're my hero
.
He sits alone
With his guitar and his phone
And suddenly, suddenly, he knows
Oh he sits alone, chews on his pen, 
Writing this makes him feel alone again.
.
He sits alone 
Staring into space
And once again, once again, he knows
As he sits alone, playing his guitar, oh
All his knowing shows
.
He knows this, he knows this, he knows
He knows this, he knows this, he knows
He knows this, he knows this, he knows
But today he made, the whole damn world, feel like hero's
.
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.
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© Tam Jennifer Hastings, Erin Jennifer, 2024. All rights reserved.

You're My Hero (ft Erin Jennifer, LIVE 2024)

I shared a Latin Pop version of this song two years ago with vocals performed by our friend Richard John (thank you Richard).  Well, here is another version of the song which existed back then that was not pursued.  As I'm scrapping the barrels, thought I might as well give it a go.  This is Celtic folk approach with a different ending where I added an additional verse of new melody & lyrics.

One of my favourite compositions.  Just see what you think.
Thanks so much for stopping by.


[CREDITS]
Music / Vocals / Keyboards / Arrangement / Programming – Michael C. Lynn
Lyrics – Mellina Barnett /  M. Lynn (the last paragraph only) 
Strings – Avery Bright @Band_in_a_Box
Harp – Sharlene Wallace @Band_in_a_Box

[LYRICS]
Let me lead you through the silver stars			
We can kiss under the moon			
And wrapped inside each others arms			
I can show how your path could be			
If you walk in peace and come along freely with me			
		
Watch the sun slip away into the night			
Hold each other till it goes out of sight			
Don't ever hide or stop thinking of me 			

(Chorus)			
I only want to be your secret dream			
No-one else can see, no-one else can dream			
When the sun comes up	and I have to wake			
Thoughts of you run inside my head			
Thoughts of all we shared			
			
If you like, we could dance under the rain			
Life will be full of magic as it begins to change			
I'm watching you thru my lattice window			
Behind the glass just like a shadow			
I can show you how I will guide your hand
	
Repeat Chorus
Instrumental break
 			
As you lay down alone and turn your head			
Feel the cold from your empty bed			
Close your eyes and keep thinking of me			
			
Have a secret dream		
No-one else can see			
No-one else can dream		
Only you can see			
When the sun comes up and I have to wake			
Thoughts of you run inside my head	
Thoughts of all we shared	

Watching you through my lattice window.......
       as the sun slips into the night.............
Watching you through my lattice window.......
       as the thoughts go out of sight

Alternatives

Lattice Window

Jack Hammer - Wild Christopher & Unguided Express

I Wrote Helene about the hurricane that affected the southeastern part of the United States, but the song is specifically about the state of North Carolina that seen the majority of the destruction 

Helene, North Carolina Is Me And You

Words and music by Roger Whittlesey. Lead guitar by Audric Jankauskas. Bass by Noel Barrett. 2024.

Crossfire

Piano composition by Anibal Seminara 
Image by Marco Britto

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Dilema Poético

Dynamic dialog between voice and guitar (one-shot recorded), over a very syncopated rhythm. Epic words and guitar solos, showing some rock background.

Dinámico diálogo entre voz y guitarra (todavía grabado del tirón) sobre un ritmo muy sincopado. Toques épicos en letra y solos de guitarra, dejando entrever entrañas de rock.

Lyrics/Letra:

Ya queda poco, ya queda poco,
poco para regresar. 
Ya queda poco, ya queda poco,
sólo una semana más.

Una historia que contar,
un secuestro a voluntad,
una meta que cumplir,
el orgullo de mamá.

Ya queda poco, ya queda poco,
poco para regresar. 
Ya queda poco, ya queda poco,
sólo una semana más.

Cuántas horas sin dormir,
sin salir y sin soñar
¿Qué ha venido a hacer aquí
el orgullo de mamá?