Wonderful song and nice groove, great production!

Beautiful duet, your voices are really in harmony with each other. The whole song reminds me of Eric Clapton.

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A requiem for acoustic guitar, piccolo, oboe, violin, voice, and synth 
No fear, no tears, close your eyes and fly away...

Into the Shadows

Into The Shadows - A requiem for acoustic guitar, piccolo, oboe, violin, voice, and synth

Will she run away with Johnny? Will he get out of this town? Does the world spin on a  Crooked Wheel?
Lyrics:
Johnny stands alone 'cross the street from the grocery store
with a hand full of cash and his discontent gathered up from the bedroom floor
He'll stand all night for a glimpse of her tired eyes
Is it true that she said that she'd follow him and run off to the bluer skies
As the world slowly turns...

Sara stares beyond the walls of her tiny room
With a hand full of hope and her shabby dreams it's the best she thinks she can do
Did he say he cares or just that he has to go
In a world that spins on a crooked wheel it's so hard for us to know
As the world slowly turns...

There's an empty space 'cross the street from the grocery store
As the sun rises higher in the east it'll see him nevermore
As he turns his wheel there's a tapping on the glass
Could it be he see's his future in the sunset of his past
As the world slowly turns...

The Tequila Monday Project

Crooked Wheel

An instrumental from a story based on how we live on the outside isn't always who we are on the inside. Sometimes we put on a face for the world to see, but inside we hide our struggles and demons.

Not What It Seems

A Journey Down Unknown Roads

As the crowd rushes the stage,
all the cobwebs blow away,
and the memories of your fears, 
flooding back.
As the see-saw rises out,
from the sand pit in the ground,
you see obstacles between you and the floor. 

What comes up always comes down, always a friend who hides his frown,
you can never see him coming till it's late.
Oh, the ground approaches quick,
and you're not ready for it,
as you're bouncing and you're landing on your face. 

Up and downs.
This is life?
Can you take it in your stride.
Ins and out.
Side to side.
Can't seem to get the balance right. 

As the blood pours down your face.
You can see they've raised the stakes,
and there's nothing left to do but have a crack.
Though kept down you raised me up,
in this world of buttercups,
to and fro-ing as the balance works us out. 
The see saw crashes down,
when one side seeks the ground,
yes it's easy to forget about who you owe.
But to play games on your own,
is a fools errand you know.
I'll lift you back up if you keep it safe for me. 

Up and downs.
This is life?
Can you take it in your stride.
Ins and out.
Side to side.
Can't seem to get the balance right. 

Oh, the nerves you feel for days,
that will just not go away.
Or the thoughts that keep lying awake at night.
Or, a day out on the sand,
and your feet on salty land.
Are just different edges, same old butchers knife.

Up and downs.
This is life?
Can you take it in your stride.
Ins and out.
Side to side.
Can't seem to get the balance right. 


See-Saw

Song about the Law.
Yes - I am taking the p*ss. 
But I did meet a Lawyer last week with no front teeth - which made me think.

Law Man

I need this body to remember
a hill of wild flowers 
all speckled in ladybugs
must have been only four or five
the pressure of the sunlight 
was still a surprise to me

I need this body to remember
looking up from a sea into storm clouds 
turning olive not so far above
must have been no more than twelve
thought I’d die when lightning 
streaked down from the skies

I need this body that has been 
in a wet spring forest
just to dawdle in the smell of your hair
to have seen a spiderweb airborne
for the netting around our eyes to feel fair

and I need this creaky body
just to sway next to yours now, now
your closeness is the slow poison 
my body can’t do without

those with a body now sway 
to the samba rhythm
for bodies to sway

those with a body now swing
to the samba rhythm
for bodies to swing
to the samba

I need this body that has climbed cherry trees
just to have a funny old laugh with you
a lovers’ quarrel under a leaky roof
some truth like a snake outgrowing its skin

this body has pierced through enough nights now
to have its own little imagination going
and it sometimes catches a story
rising like a choir’s voice over the din

and it still has this urge
to sway next to yours now, now
your touch is the final proof
of a body we can’t do without

those with a body now sway
to the samba rhythm
for bodies that sway

those with a body now swing
to the samba rhythm
for bodies that swing
to the samba

those with a body now swing
to the samba rhythm
for bodies to swing

those with a body now dance
to the samba rhythm
for bodies to dance
while you’ve got one
while you’ve got one
while you’ve got one

those with a body now sway

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Those With A Body

Cabin Fever

Une chanson pour amoureux inspirée par mes voyages à Paris composée pour mon amie Caroline qui adore les voyages aussi!

A song for lovers inspired by my trips to Paris and composed for my friend Caroline who loves to travel too!

5 VOIX

Québec-Paris

Québec - Paris

Safe At Home - Brian Butts / Combstead


A remaster of the original from 2022.

LYRICS

The dry leaves float upon the breeze.
The hidden corners of the trees.
The summer sun that penetrates.
A gloom that holds you all prostrate.

Chorus
Miss out as the championship.
Slips between your fingertips.
Come so close but yet so far.
You had it all but no cigar. 

A glistening pool just out if reach. 
The heat that has the people beat.
The endless March towards your fate.
The white rabbit is running late. 

A stopped clock isnt always wrong.
no matter where that time has gone.
A friend is still the same as then.
The wind that blew will blow again.

A door that you had punched in rage.
Your scattered drawings on the page. 
The honeysuckle wrapped around
A wall you ha built to keep them out. 

You had it all and messed it up.
The judge is throwing you the book.
The lie you tried to propagate
Was not believed at any rate. 

Covering your tracks.
Falling in a trap. 





A Trap (No Cigar)

Thought we had more than a big bunch of nothing.
Come on mother lets go.
Working with nothing but a pile of ash and sulfur.
Just stuck here out in the sun.
What I thought was lazy, proved to be crazy.
There's nothing left to know.
Everybody leaves and autumn is approaching.
Come on brother, let's go. 

Thought we got going when it stopped snowing.
But we're still waiting to go.
Thought we had more than this bunch of nothing.
But that's a resounding no.
There's nothing as a foundation where we're standing.
There's years left go.
Money in houses, but nothing in your trousers.
Come on honey let's go. 

Thought I was crazy, for years I wanted saving.
But it's just me you know.
Finally realising, it's all just actualising.
There's nowhere real to go.
Come on brother, sister, motherfuckers.
Let's really let it go.
Thought there was more than this bunch of nothing.
Come on mother let's go.

To Nowhere

occasionally we don't walk alone
yeah, we find someone
but this ain't truly, now this ain't truly
the way it's done

have faith, commence the auction
partake in your destruction

originally the threads 
were woven bright
but now the colors run

lonely
is the way it’s done
lonely
as the mind is one

habitually we share some warmth
and even get to sculpt someone
but this ain’t fully, no this ain’t fully
how sadness is undone

don’t skimp on your devotion
sit still and roil in motion

eventually our jokes come true
and one by one the parts refuse to run

lonely
is the way it’s done
lonely
as the mind is one

I loved you truly
was I your occasional someone?

Lonely (As The Mind Is One)

Everything

Caledonoia on my mind(4)

i dont feel okay, i ve got people telling me what to think
i w ont change my ways, until now i ve been able to feed myself
i w ont give them a pay, they re trying to take our lives away
they need you afraid, coz they wanna make way in your brain

everybodys here, but nobody s there
everyone knows but no one shows
everybody stares, but no one dares
and now you want a place upstairs

Right here!! its time for us to stand up for our rights
Right here!! we re not the first, and we re not the last
c ant you feel, the ground shaking under your feets
feel, everything around you is moving now

Now i want to say, people need to change their ways
if you dont wanna prey, then do something good anyway
work work everyday, you ve gotta shoot somebody to make your way
rain rain go away now, new little humans want to play 

everybodys here, but nobody s there
everyone knows but no one shows
everybody stares, but no one dares
and now you want a place upstairs

Right here!! its time for us to stand up for our rights
Right here!! we re not the first, and we re not the last
c ant you feel, the ground shaking under your feets
feel, everything around you is moving now

Right Here

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Right Here (Original)

HELP!!! Chris and Shael are stuck on this Island in the Pacific Northwest, nuthin' but a baguette, a 1/2 bottle of Tequila, and a recording studio. Just a few more followers, we'll buy a xylophone, and topple the music industry!!!!  
All songs written by Shael Wrinch and Chris Herbsen. Recorded and produced by Shael Wrinch at Stone Hill studio on Bowen Island B.C.

Crooked Wheel

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