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Lyrics:
You,
standing in a pinakotek.

You,
staring a Kandinsky’ stuff.

Meeting in the bar,
white wine.

Little sips,
shy eyes.

Few words,
Approaching breathes.

Speaking of art
and filosophy,
hands
touching.

Lost in blossom

You,
a Koons baloon.

Me,
Mondrianesque.

We,
laying on a Merz Igloo

Embraced
in a Schiele’s Kiss

The universe is
far

We're in a tender
dream

The world now have 
faded

We’re between the stars
as bodyless souls

and we can love
and we can love

Our place is a
Nocturnal lake
Riding a blue
horse

We're Braque collages,
Delunay spirals.
Warped Cezanne bodies,
Transfigured Fontana's dot.

We're nothing more than air,
Nothing less than clouds.
We're Lissitzky geometry
And Guttuso' colors.

We're not in time or space,
Neither in history.

We are merging together
Into the lake.
We are the light
Of the lullaby.

But we're in Earth,
embodied in history.
Politcs and choices 
divide us.

Now we just
avoid ourselves.

Love story into the pinakothek

It was a pretty good day
I took you across the border
Sat on a stone wall
In the shade
And drank some coffee

Well you said that you used to travel
Then you lost your legs
But you didn’t unravel 
But it changed
Changed everything

Today we slip on the frozen river
Tomorrow we swim with nothing on
Summon up the others
When the others are gone

There’s a story I tell about the desert
How I saw you up in a tree
How I watched you from a satellite
And sent you erotic pictures of me

But the desert turned into the heartland
And the heartland lead to the sea 
Not what did you expected
Expect it to be

Well it seems like forever 
Could conceivably arrive
I’m hoping for the best 
But I know better
It’s late
Most things have come and gone
The water in my tap
Seems a little bit colder
And I’m happy just to see you
I’ll be waiting
You , you can count on me

Well guys like me we got nothing
We cast a wide net just to see..Just to see
But you can count on me

Frozen painted desert
Wake up in the Econo-line
Gap the points to get started
I’m headed for the state line
Headed for the state line

I light a candle with a stone
The way I drink alone

Well , I once had a garden
A garden where everything grew
Now I’m just  looking for someone
Plow it all under
And start something new

But You… you can count on me
B B B Baby
You can count on me

You Can Count On Me

Imagine live (piano, voice Ypsilon) (guitar, voice Luckas Moens)

The dog ate my homework, the check’s in the mail.
The adventure of a lifetime. It’s too big to fail.
Your money back if not satisfied.
Trust me, I never cried.
The lowest prices of the season. Just take it out the door.
I’m here to help you. But wait, there’s more.
I’m here to serve you. I’m on your side.
Trust me, I never cried.
I got no skin in the game, I am on the outside.
And the answer’s the same no matter how hard I’ve tried.
And the jam that I’m in makes it hard to provide.
I know how hard you tried.
Trust me, I never cried.

It’s the biggest damned fish that I ever caught.
If you’re not happy, just bring back what you bought.
Just this once I’m gonna let it slide.
Trust me, I never cried.
I got no skin in the game, I am on the outside.
And the answer’s the same no matter how hard I’ve tried.
And the jam that I’m in makes it hard to provide.
I know how hard you tried.
Trust me, I never cried.



I Never Cried

James Tucker | OurVinyl Sessions

Stay Home Tonight (OurVinyl Sessions)

The second single from the upcoming album "For personal reasons" which appears later this year. 

Potholes

Inspired by the Yiannis Ritsos poem "In the barracks"

Verse 1:
The moon entered the barracks, silently
Ransacked the blankets of the infantry
She seized a naked hand, whispering, "Sleep"
Someone is talking in his dreams, deep

Pre-Chorus:
Someone is snoring, shadows dance on the wall
The last trolley car has passed, silence falls

Chorus:
Is it possible, they may be dead tomorrow?
Is it possible, they already bear that sorrow?
An infantryman wakes, eyes glassy in the night
A thread of blood hangs from the moon, pale and white

Verse 2:
The darkness fills the room, cold and tight
Moon's silver rays casting eerie light
He looks around, heart filled with dread
Silent whispers linger, thoughts in his head

Chorus:
Is it possible, they may be dead tomorrow?
Is it possible, they already bear that sorrow?
An infantryman wakes, eyes glassy in the night
A thread of blood hangs from the moon, pale and white

Bridge:
Dreams of battles fought and lost
Haunt the night, at such a cost
In the silence, fears take flight
Moon's cold gaze pierces the night

Chorus:
Is it possible, they may be dead tomorrow?
Is it possible, they already bear that sorrow?
An infantryman wakes, eyes glassy in the night
A thread of blood hangs from the moon, pale and white

Outro:
The moon entered the barracks, silently
Ransacked the blankets of the infantry
She seized a naked hand, whispering, "Sleep"
In the stillness of the night, secrets they keep...

The ballad of moonlit barracks

Singing together with Bodil Elise Fowels:)
Relax and enjoy, hopefully!

#notaprofessionalproducer
#experiment #demo

You Can Count On Me

Tim McFate

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