Love is of the ethereal - not the material world

Ethereal

Crown - Single

Crown

Purple

Mix By DRUMMER JOINT SHOW

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Anam Hermit Matt James & Kenna Rae   Burried below

Elements of EDM embedded in a Trip Hop rhythm.

No Name

Consecrated to music
vibrations in the air that reach the soul
she faithful my muse
That makes the ass move or tears shed
and even if it is abused
it doesn't hurt it has no side effects
if my mind is confused
Like an angel she holds me in her wings
And carries me away from
This shit that the world calls reality
I l've never understood this society
dog eat other dog that cruelty
a new advertisement that you're only useful as long as you can desire
now that everything is Smart that then being a star
the important thing is to appear entertain them
and it doesn't matter if there's a moral but
you have to stay on time you're old in a flash
come on get used to this speed
Me who's barely standing who's going slow
I get depressed and stay here
Behind four walls watching the clouds
With the hope that it will rain
New water from the sky that will bring the gospel
And change the lot
That you start from scratch but in a purer way
And open wide the doors
I have dreamed of it many times but with each awakening
I find only childishness
And this hatred is the new normal
Between extreme wealth and poverty
you continue to divide
crying and laughing
dying and living
an invisible wall rises
a missile falls and you remain impassive
now that everything seems possible
Until the heart becomes numb
like there is no limit
you try to suppress anger to survive
like the various policies
the punic wars
then the séances

but there is you become an exception
a smile for the opposition
I don't really know what love is but
when she speaks to me here is a better place
and if sometimes the abyss envelops me
she notices and shakes my hand
a cheap beer and a record
And any excuse to make a racket
sometimes the nights get longer that it seems the sky is black forever
And often the thoughts get heavy you feel in your chest in foreboding of nothing
And being alone is fine but if you didn't choose it you find you're transparent
And cry hidden from the world silent tears that the sound you make can't be heard

I when I'm in pain I lock myself up here at home and cure myself with doses of full volume
And stay hidden until it passes me in perfect darkness the shutters closed
And I put rhymes on paper to make some order in my confused stories
And I sing to give metrics to the hysterical soul I lose myself among the lines

unplug
my thorn from the world make me wander in another galaxy
Then into the deep sea where I hide till I pass
improvise a destination but away from here
reinvent a plot a job a home a story an excuse
Kidnap me and leave me lying on the banks of one of your tracks
There between the bass drum and the snare
Then on the whitest peaks
On your flying carpet

And regenerate with your genres the mood
Vangelis melodies soothe me
aerostatic thoughts glide
sounds quell panic attacks
Until the cathartic moment comes

And I can't tell it's love
But you remove the stones from my chest
That you are balm on my pain
That I feel the heart adjusts to your time
and then it travels
my mind gets lost in the alleys
then the skin is clothed in shivers
Though out of tune the impossible notes
I am free and I sing
the soundtrack of every defeat of every regret
And I sing more maybe if I'm happy

MUSICA

I wanted to use some simple motifs to create jazzy and rhythmic music, where you can go "wild" a bit. That's how it worked!

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