amazing peaceful atmosphere - great work :)

A shallow brook bubbling 
Turning way with each storm
Forming shorter paths to pare away the energy

Centuries of currents move
Colliding sediment
And our problems pile onto another enemy
Leaving isolated crescents of a memory

Those monumental footnotes of history
Can't keep a culture sealed away
Anymore

Until then, entrench!

The Oxbow (soundcloud cut)

Original song "The Science of Sleep". Needs a bit more work on the mixing/mastering, but thanks for listening!

Lyrics...

I slept in late, and I missed my train
It pulled away from the station
I cursed my name, and I cursed yours too
Why couldn’t it wait for me? 
Why couldn’t you?

I’m tired of waking in too many minds to know
Don't tell me to wait here
Laughing as you go

Now it’s violence I seek, but this body is weak
The science of sleep is lost on me

I know what you are
The chemicals in my head
And you pull me to pieces, you tear me apart
Laughing as you go

Oh... still I lie sleeping
Holding a place for us
But I’ve been a fool for it long enough
You sing for my sorrow
Laughing as you go

The Science of Sleep

A song originally intended to be sung by a woman, if there are volunteers...Write to us

What Other Girl

A dark and moody piece reflective of our times

Lyrics:
Here at the crossroads
Going over the edge
We hope for tomorrow
But it hasn't come yet
The world is burning
People drowning and sick
Our leaders have no desire to get this thing fixed
Ay what will become of us?
Ay what will become of us?
Well my feet were wet through August
and the corn was 12 ft tall
and the wheat was all rotten and the summer skipped to fall
the world around us is burning
and the idiots are dying in droves
I don't have much hope for us humans
no I don't, no I don't.

We might go, we might go quietly in the night,.....

Here at the crossroads
Going over the edge
We hope for tomorrow
But it hasn't come yet
The world is burning
People drowning and sick
Our leaders have no desire to get this thing fixed

Rotten

So Long

The Guitar says...

This is the last track of Fluff's third album 'Down the Rabbit Hole'. https://open.spotify.com/album/4Iq21rBQvgXesED9Hv8GEc 
'Exit' confronts us with the sad reality, that we can't stop destroying our world, despite loving it and holding it dear. We know what we're doing, but we are too comfortable and selfish to change our ways. We just silently let it happen.

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LYRICS:

One more glance out to the sea
Misty pearls run down my cheek
Salty water pooling on my feet
So many years I was asleep

Rolling thunder crashing waves
My footprints they are here to stay
No tide can wash away
Where I've gone today

Thin lines in the snow
She told me where to go
Thin lines so delicate
Yet I can see them very well

Thin lines in the snow
I just 
Didn't want to see

One more look across the peaks
Being lifted by the breeze
Is this what flying feels like
Or
Will we be brought to our heels

Thin lines in the snow
She told me where to go
And I love her that’s for sure
But 
I love Me
So much more

I’m so sorry
We're not sorry
We're lost

Who we leave behind

Fair Well

What we leave behind

Fair Well

I bow

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Down the Rabbit Hole

Exit

14 Exit

www.korima.net
 
Korima's songs are written, performed, arranged, engineered, and produced by SuZanne Ledwith (Ireland) and Steve Pumphrey (England).
https://soundcloud.com/candyside-arcade/white-sail-korima

White Sail

Track #11 of my third album 'Down the Rabbit Hole'. open.spotify.com/album/4Iq21rBQvgXesED9Hv8GEc

Living in our heads and in our dreams while being shut out from the world. The only input through our phones insubstantial, the mind hazy and disconnected. Night time adventure and freedom. Waking up to the hazy grey of day light, facing reality, a daily challenge.

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LYRICS:

Signal's weak
I can barely hear
Others near
I can barely speak

Colours soft
I can barely see
A cloud of silk
Not much space to move

So much hissing
So much static 
Some voices, they talk
Nothing relevant
To me or anyone 
Anyone

Stand
By
It doesn't end, you know
It just hesitates
From time to time
Time to time

Lights are on
It must be getting dark						 
Not so sure
Anyone is even here

It's getting light
But it seems really dull
Brain is jammed
Too drained to activate today

So much static 
So much hissing
Some voices they talk
Nothing relevant
To me or anyone
Leave me alone

Stand
By
It doesn't end, you know
It just hesitates
From time to time
Time to time

Stand
By 
It doesn't end, you know
Just slows its heartbeat down
From time to time
Time to time

Stand
By 
It doesn't end, you know
It slows its heartbeat down
From time to time
Time to time

Wait
Out 
It doesn't end, you know

It just morphs inside
Into something else
You would otherwise
Have never know
Never known

Stand
Wait
Stand
Wait
Stand and wait

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Chrysalis

11 Chrysalis

Storytelling, poem in french occitan
Slam poetry
Texte poétique slamé français occitan, 
texte : Petit Saule
musique: Petit Saule 
Lauréat du prix "mention au recueil de l'académie des Jeux Floraux de Toulouse  2024" petitsaule.org

illustration : Petit Saule

Petit Saule Rosa mon rêve rose

Track #05 of my third album 'Down the Rabbit Hole'. open.spotify.com/album/4Iq21rBQvgXesED9Hv8GEc

City of London 'glamour' - Work hard, party hard!

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LYRICS:

Live stream 
Socialites
Smoke screen
Satellites
Phantom power 
Overload

Find me 
Playing the game
Salon fresh 
In gutter lane

Catch the snow tonight
Life stream
Socialites
Smoke screen
Satellites

Step outside tonight
Phantom power
Overload
Mists are turning into ice

Karaoke
Chenin Blanc
City bars
and Cremant
Distortion
Filter galore
Extortion

Find me 
Playing the game
Salon fresh 
In gutter lane

Catch the snow tonight
Life stream
Socialites
Smoke screen
Satellites

Step outside tonight
Mists are turning into ice

Phantom power
Overload

Frozen
In the clouds
With crystals
In my mouth

Watch me
Playing the game
Salon fresh
In gutter lane

Watch me
Playing the game
Salon fresh

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05 Moth

Unu’pé makes music.

EPs "No More Sky" and "Darker" available on Bandcamp and all streaming sites.

The Science of Sleep

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