interesting: you manage to make me feel happy and sad at the same time with your little magic going on here! this time especially mentioning the vocal harmonies. super!!!

@user-138663860: Thanks so much for listening.

Your music is wonderfully calming. Great work Michael.

Very pretty stuff Michael. Such a gentle spirit you evoke here.

A very beautiful song.  A calming string section and a bellowing melody. Nice!

A song in which we channel our inner Portishead........

I guess it was just my own world
After all
Having you as the other part
Was nothing more
And nothing less than illusion

Oh you really fooled me good
Oh so good
Good, as in pleasantly 
And good as in sublimely
Good as in nothing wanting
As in I thought you were just too good to be true

CHORUS
Who was the one
Who always said forever and ever
Don’t forget
Who was the one who always said
We were a perfect fit
Who was the one 
Who had no doubt 
The future lay right ahead of us
Who was the one who said
That we were all that we needed
Don’t forget (x3)
It was I all along

Having you as the other part
Was nothing more
And nothing less than illusion

Oh you really fooled me good
Oh so good
Good, as in completely
And good as in oh so very cleverly
And good as in I was good and gone for you 
As in you had me hook line and sinker good

Repeat CHORUS

Oh you fooled me good
Oh so good
As in your disguise was crafted with care
But I had no idea 
They made those costumes
In such a slim fit

9000 Things To See

Keep Me Forever

Slim Fit

Original Composition / Guitar / Bass / Vox / Production : Chris Dargay
Original Drums : Scott Tumino
Original F-Vox : Tracy 8
Original Leads : Matt Michener

Devonian (TL)

This was a straight forward melody I wrote some years back which I’ve never wrapped up until I came across the famous poem “The Road Not Taken” few years ago.  I found that with very minor changes, the poem fit perfectly into my melody.  So the result is this song here which I now call it “Two Roads”.
Let me know what you think & thanks for stopping by.

[CREDITS]
Music / Vocals / Keyboards / Programming – Michael C. Lynn
Lyrics – Adopted from “The Road Not Taken” by Robert Frost

[LYRICS]
Two roads diverged in a wood
Sorry I could not travel both
Be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could

Took the other just as fair
It was grassy and wanted wear
Had worn them about the same
And having perhaps the better claim


(Chorus)
And both that morning equally lay
I kept the first for another day
In leaves no step had trodden black
I doubted if I should (ever) come back


I'll be telling this with a sigh
Two roads diverged in a wood and I
Took the one less traveled by
And guess that has made all the differences

Instrumental

Repeat Chorus

Both that morning equally lay
I kept the first for another day
In leaves no step had trodden black
I doubted if I should ever come back

Knowing how way leads on to way

(c) Myst Songs 2019 / 2022

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Two Roads

｢過去と現在の閃光 ~ MONTAGE OF MOTIVIC CONTINUITY」

Concept music for a graphic novel.
The movement are:
I. FIRST DAY OF THE LAST YEAR
II. YOU COULD HAVE IT SO MUCH LUCAS
III. RETURN TO ETHELIA
IV. CLUB SANDWICH CLUB

Music written, produced, mixed and mastered by Thomas O'Higgins Horna.

Cover art: "La fin du déjeuner" (1879) by Pierre-Auguste Renoir. Edited by me.

ＦＬＡＳＨＥＳ･ｏｆ･ＰＡＳＴ･ａｎｄ･ＰＲＥＳＥＮＴ

Second song from our album, Solution to Life. A concept album about a difficult childhood, wild youth and corruption of adulthood.

llari I. Rantala (I-la-rI) - Vocals, Bass Guitar & Lyrics
Kari Karhumaa - Synths, Keys & Drum Machine Programming
Composed by SÿntaxxËrror.
Produced by Ilari I. Rantala (I-la-rI)
Art & Logo by Ilari I. Rantala (I-la-rI)

© 2022 SÿntaxxËrror. All rights reserved.

02. Solution To Life?

Re-Awakened is the gigue for Guitar Suite 1

Meditations

Re-Awakened

Re - Awakened

Oversonic

Orambur

Djembe--

poem by Jo Richter An excerpt from hls magnflcent  work "Departure"


canto VI
This spire, she continued, is but the lasting remnant
of a cave. The very first one to be adorned with ochre
drawings. The very first one in which olorine bone
was carved to sound a flute. All the surrounding
land has sunken since that golden age – but for this
place. Here, Apollo handed the lyre to Orpheus.
A spire now, it has been maintained by entertaining
visitors ike you and by hosting muses like myself.


Now, she pursed her lips, we live in utter confusion.
The inside protrudes like a lofty spire while
the outside caves in like a poet‘s drawer. It is
the epoch of the common, shared arts withdrawing.
The innards of ideologies chaperoning fervent
industries are digesting all there is, all life, all things. 
Consumption prevails; generation has to retreat
to clandestine niches, obscure, barely beheld.

These are tough times for poets, for artists, for
fragile senses and minds. Still, the spire prevails.
Why, do you think, that is? - He felt his breath soften
as he replied: I do apologize for mistaking you,
the first listener and co-creator of art. You are the one
who heard the song Orpheus sang. It was selfish to
think of you as a muse, relating only to me, my art. 
You have listened to the spire and you did understand.

That is how things used to be, she sighed. The poet served,
as you have learned before, those who live to listen well.
He endured the toil of art, they enjoyed the foils of art.
Then the concept of the muse – all upside-down – was
deviously formed to aid the annihilation of the awkward art.
Now that you are aware of this, you soon will have to
leave, as you well know. You have received the only gifts
that this place has to offer, which are a story and some rest.

Is there a way to stay, he asked? I do not want to
compose mixed-up poems in a jumbled-up world. This is
what you are wont to perform, she insisted. But will
I be able to take to shelter when exhaustion takes
over my senses, he asked? You won‘t, she replied,
this is how you serve and die, as any living poet does.
A matter of trust and choice of environment cannot
be settled by impersuasive evasive manoeuvres

Canto VI/ Unruly Version, Composed and Recited by Jo Richter, Sonic Structures and Silent Stretches

Dearest Darling

Original Lyrics and music by Linda Straub

Where are you now
my dearest darling?
How I miss you so
every single evening and morning.

When you lay down with me
and held me in your arms,
my body began to tremble
from your many charms. 

I was so much in love with you,
and thought you'd always love me too,
back when the world revolved
around both me and you. 

I guess I was blind and didn't see
the subtle little things
you no longer did
that always meant so much to me.

The way you used
to hold my hand,
and the look in your eye
that said, "I'm your man".

I was so much in love with you,
and thought you'd always love me too,
back when the world revolved
around both me and you. 

Long ago when you said,
"I'll always be there with you".


Dearest Darling (An original song) by-

A singer-songwriter who cannot read notes, doesn't play much instruments except a little keyboard & guitar and consider singing as the most difficult part for him.

So in case you're wondering how a guy like this would sound, just spare some of your time for a listen.
Thanks so much for stopping by.

Two Roads

Michael Christopher Lynn

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