For What It's Worth

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I Got A Bone To Pick With You

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2024

Fun4

Fun4 - Minimix 24.1.24live

May your courage move forward... That's how I put my feelings!　It's a song that moves forward.🎻🥁🎺

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Have a good day against the cold!!

DAW: Cubase pro 12

March of Courage

Listen to the colour of your dreams...

(Chord changes are for squares)

The Colour Of Your Dreams

Pierre Bordetti productions (c) Fev/2024.
Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by:

In tribute to all those who suffer from cold, hunger, disease, war and all human stupidity.

En hommage à tous ceux qui souffrent du froid, de la faim, de la maladie, de la guerre et de toute la connerie humaine.


Lyrics
 
despite the cold, 
despite the hunger,
when winter is the only season,
when the sun as the only light,
when the night as the only shelter,

love always survives,
Freedom has no price,
save your mind,
save your mind,
keep your pride,
keep your pride,

Love always survives

THE BORDER EXPRESS
Written by Mike from UNGUIDED EXPRESS (Bass & Drums) and
ANDREW BORDERICK (Guitars &  Keys) 
Mixed & Mastered by Andrew Borderick Copyright 2024 AB Music
Special thanks to Mike Gabriel for the invite to this amaxing track.

AB Collaborations

THE BORDER EXPRESS

THE BORDER EXPRESS - Collab with UNGUIDED EXPRESS

JIM ANDERS _Karma

Piano/instrumental composition, and piano: Debra Buesking @debra_buesking
Melody composition for the voice, photo and voice: Oddrun Eikli
Studiowork: Arne Hiorth
Poem: Robert Frost (1874-1963)

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

Robert Lee Frost (født 26. mars 1874 i San Francisco i California, død 29. januar 1963 i Boston i Massachusetts) var en amerikansk poet. Han ble tildelt Pulitzerprisen fire ganger, henholdsvis i 1924, 1931, 1937 og 1943.

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