Even the worst of times can get better...with time. Featuring the wonderful vocals of Sabrina Miele, ("Sabrina Miele" on SoundCloud) and Shaels gorgeous, weeping steel guitar, "The Worst is Over" is a remake of our first recorded song, produced by Shael Wrinch at Stone Hill studios on beautiful Bowen Island. Lyrics:
The worst is over. I can tend to see the forest and the trees.
The worst is over. I can forget the days that had me on my knees
and I can see the shattered pieces of my broken heart
surrounding me
or I can see my friends with open arms and open hearts
to lead me home to a calming sea.
The worst is over.
Perspective is a lost and new-found friend.
The worst is over.
I can ask this day to pause but not to end
and I can see the future as a landscape dark and cold
an empty shell
or I can see the place to find the pieces of my soul
and kindred souls who wish me well.
The worst is over...
And I can see, if a single tear could save another soul
from such despair
then you and I could fill the streams and oceans of the world
and fill our hearts
with room to spare.
The worst is over...

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The Worst is Over

The Worst Is Over (featuring Sabrina Miele)

Written in a Post loss pre funeral haze hope you enjoy it

Shock!

metronome

Christmas is usually a time for celebration but for those going through times of grief, it's not so easy. Here is my cover of a wonderful heartfelt song by Sarah Mclachlan.  I've always wanted to cover this little beauty.

Thinking of all those people missing their loved ones this year, especially around Christmas time.  With snow falling in parts of the UK today, it's a good time to release this.  

The lake is frozen over
Trees are white with snow
And all-around reminders of you
Are everywhere I go

It's late and morning's in no hurry
But sleep won't set me free
I lie awake and try to recall
How your body felt beside me

When silence gets too hard to handle
And the night too long
And this is how I see you
In the snow on Christmas morning
Love and happiness surround you
As you throw your arms up to the sky
I keep this moment by and by

Oh, I miss you now, my love
Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas, my love

Sense of joy fills the air
And I daydream and I stare
Up at the tree and I see your star up there

And this is how I see you
In the snow on Christmas morning
Love and happiness surround you
As you throw your arms up to the sky

I keep this moment by and by

Wintersong Sarah McLachlan Cover

Voici une nouvelle reprise d'une chanson que j'adore depuis toujours
Elle provient de l'album "Anderson Bruford Wakeman Howe" qui n'avait plus le droit de s'appeler "YES" suite à leur scission mouvementée...
J'ai toujours trouvé qu'elle était un peu trop courte tellement elle était belle et pour le coup je suis juste parti d'une simple suite d'accords que j'ai transposé d'un ton, compte tenu de la voix incroyable de Jon, et je l'ai reprise de mémoire en laissant sortir les notes et l'intensité que j'entendais dans ma tête 

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Let us be together
Let's pretend that we are free
Let's all be where the angels find us
We all have the key
Shall we seal the truth of life
Shall we light the heavens
We're so good at finding pleasure
As to what we are, and how we fit together

Let us sing the song it is
Let the sound of all belief
Let's all find that space in life
To follow in between
It's something that I feel
To pour upon my soul
Countenance of love
For one n' all
To know there's so many ways
The force of nature prevails
I lay down, I lay down and I pray

Let's get our hearts together
And as before, and like before
We'll do again

To know there's so many ways
The force of nature prevails
I lay down, I lay down and I pray

Let's get our hearts together
As before, and like before
We'll do again
Let's get our hearts together
As before, and like before
We'll do again
Let's get our hearts together
As before, and like before
We'll do again

Do again...

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Et si tous ensemble
Nous faisions comme si nous étions libres
Soyons là où les anges nous trouve
Nous avons tous la clé
Allons-nous sceller la vérité de la vie
Allons-nous éclairer les cieux 
Nous sommes si doués pour trouver du plaisir
A ce que nous sommes
Et à la façon dont nous nous intégrons les uns aux autres

Chantons la chanson telle qu'elle est
Laissons le son de toutes les croyances
Trouvons tous cet espace dans la vie
Pour se faufiler
C'est quelque chose que je ressens
Pour déverser sur mon âme
Un visage d'amour
Pour tous et chacun
Pour comprendre qu'il y a tant de façons
Où la force de la nature l'emporte
Je m'allonge, je m'allonge et je prie

Rassemblons nos cœurs
Comme avant, et comme avant
Nous recommencerons

Pour comprendre qu'il y a tant de façons
Où la force de la nature l'emporte
Je m'allonge, je m'allonge et je prie

Rassemblons nos cœurs
Comme avant, et comme avant
Nous recommencerons
Rassemblons nos cœurs
Comme avant, et comme avant
Nous recommencerons
Rassemblons nos cœurs
Comme avant, et comme avant
Nous recommencerons

Nous recommencerons

Let's Pretend (Yes - cover)

I fell into a mental blackhole. Finaly I'm back and I feel better 😊 This is an old song but I think it fits well with my feelings. Love to all ❤

I was gone but I am back

LIKE A RAG

Keep That Feeling

echoes

John Falko - Yule

A Richard Thompson/Dave Swarbrick song written for Sandy Denny to sing.  Three musical genuses and the combined dark side of Fairport Convention, you might say. We yearn for that mad Steelye-Spanish place where rock and traditional folk meet and this folk ballad sounds both very now and like it could have been written in the middle ages.

Within the fire and out upon the sea
Crazy Man Michael was walking
He met with a raven with eyes black as coals
And shortly they fell a-talking
Your future, your future I will tell to you
Your future you often have asked me
Your true love will die by your own right hand
And crazy man Michael will cursèd be.

Michael he ranted and Michael he raved
And beat the four winds with his fists-o
He laughed and he cried, he shouted and he swore
For his mad mind had trapped him with a curse-o.
You speak with an evil, you speak with a hate
You speak for the devil that haunts me
For is she not the fairest in all the broad land
Your sorcerer's words are to taunt me.

He took out his dagger of fire and of steel
And struck down the raven through the heart-o
The bird fluttered long and the sky it did spin
And the cold earth did wonder and start-o
O where is the raven that I struck down dead
That here did lie on the ground-o
I see that my true love with a wound so red
And her lover's heart it did pound-o.

Crazy Man Michael he wanders off course 
And talks to the night and the day-o
But his eyes they are sane and his speech it is plain
And he longs to be far away-o.
O Michael he whistles the simplest of tunes
And asks the wild woods their pardon
For his true love is flown into every flower grown
And he must be keeper of the garden.

Crazy Man Michael

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.

The Worst Is Over (featuring Sabrina Miele)

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