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Coming together...  Brian "Red" Moore, master engineer and musician brought some GREAT ideas!!

You feel you're always on the run
Though the day has just begun
I know I know

Always burning candlelight
Working late into the night
I know I know

It's very hard to understand
All the stress and those demands
I know I know I know

The future is the thing you plan
Take a look at the other hand
You work too hard just so you can
Find your place in the promised land
I know I know

Even when they're in plain sight
Many things don't work out right
You find it hard to sleep at night
You forgot to kill the lights
I know I know

Work so hard about to drop
You feel as though your head will pop
I know I know

Working hard with all your might
Never giving up the fight
I know I know

Feel the need for a place to be
Maybe a little sympathy
I know I know I know

Move on up the ladder then
Wonder if it ever ends
Try so hard not to pretend
Now its time to start again
I know I know

Whoever said this would be fun
Must be sleeping in the sun
I know I know I know

Why don't you just catch that train?
Grab a seat and ease the pain
I know I know

Figure out which road you're on
Give yourself a simple song
I know I know

Take a stand and draw the line
Everything will work out fine
I know I know

Future is the thing you plan
Take a look at the other hand
You work too hard just so you can
Find your place in the promised land
I know I know

You know this stop has just begun
Take some time and have some fun
Before you really come undone
Find that really special one
You know You know

Even when they're in plain sight
Many things don't work out right
You find it hard to sleep at night
You forgot to kill the lights
I know I know

Even when they're in plain sight
Many things don't work out right
You find it hard to sleep at night
You forgot to kill the lights
I know I know

Plain Sight - Feat. Brian "Red" Moore

Thanks to my Big Bro Robert Grigg for rocking this tune

Wherever We Go -  Robert Grigg & Combstead

Folk Tune (Percy Whitlock)

Where iron once carved its frozen claim,
we scatter seeds in silenced veins.
A breath reclaims what steel denied,
soft roots emerge, the ground untied.

This land forgets the taste of steel,
the lines that bound, the blades that sealed.
Now quiet fills with woven threads—
we rise where rusted memory bled.

We cast flowers across fields of dust, where walls erode, where greed’s encrust.
In every stem, a pulse revived—
through soil once scorched, now roots survive.
Each bloom unbarred, a vow reborn—
the ground made whole, the armor worn.

Where famine etched the earth in lines,
we plant what lives through buried signs.
Soft tendrils trace what scars betray—
an unseen thread, a breath, a sway.

No hands define this endless sprawl,
no map, no mark, no claim at all.
Where silence pooled, new voices breathe,
one vital crust, in strands we weave.

We cast flowers across fields of dust, where walls erode, where greed’s encrust.
In every stem, a pulse revived—
through soil once scorched, now roots survive.
Each bloom unbarred, a vow reborn—
the ground made whole, the armor worn.

From rusted veins, soft shoots arise,
old chains dissolve, beneath wide skies.
Through fractured stone, new fibers speak—
a language formed, both fierce and meek.

We cast flowers upon hushed remains, where loss unwinds, where breath sustains.
Each scar, a mark of shared release—
bare earth, bare soul, our quiet peace.
In common ground, we come anew—
each step, a world reformed as true.

Rust and Bloom

Collaborative song at Metropolis studios

Dustydaze

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Early and foggy morning at the end of summer, quiet, a little bit cold but wonderfull. Take a deep breath and enjoy

Foggy Morning

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set of control

All recorded at home with Magix DAW and a midi keyboard. Hope you find something you like.

Folk Tune (Percy Whitlock)

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