Melancholy

Remixed and Remastered April 15, 2025.  
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Exploring the magic of nothing to do.

It started out as a chord progression.  Walking down a street in Alice Springs I found the first line. Little by little it became this song.

Verse 1:
I’ve got a little bit of time on my hands
Quite unexpected not a part of my plans
But just the same I’ve got nothing to do today

It’s the kind of nothing that can fill all the space
That’s always been here surrounding this place
So full of busy that is constantly in my way

Chorus 1:
I could have started on a project or two
There were a million things that I could do
Instead I stumbled into something new... appreciation

Verse 2:
Look at the sky and there sits the moon
And wonder how it found its way back so soon
It's like its hardly even been away

I always knew there were stars in the sky
Tiny holes in the curtain- they're hard to deny
I didn't notice - there was always something in the way

Chorus 2:
How could I have missed it, it was everywhere
I didn't see didn't let myself care
But something stopped me - i discovered something rare ... appreciation

Bridge:
In these quiet moments i wonder what's true
Exploring the magic of nothing to do
It seems to me when I let myself be
I might dicover something new .. appreciation

Verse 3:
I can't explain how my life got this way
Why do i fill every moment every day
Life so very full there’s not enough room for me
When i finally saw the value of slow
The value of finally having nowhere to go
I got a glimpse of parts of life i could never see

Chorus 3:
Dont get me wrong i like the life that i've got
But it wouldn't hurt in fact it might help a lot
If Once in a while i opened my eye to see .. appreciation

Outro:
I’ve got a little bit of time on my hands
Quite unexpected not a part of my plans
But just the same I’ve got nothing to do
Oh... I got nothing to do

Appreciation

Para escuchar la versión instrumental  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/hoy-te-canto-papa-ver-texto

Para escuchar la versión original  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/hoy-te-canto-papa

Para escuchar Mamá  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/mama


Hoy te canto, papá  

Cuando cantaba Mamá
en tu mirar tristeza leía.
No sé si sería verdad
o es que a mis ojos les parecía.

Piensas que puedo querer
más a mamá y no estás en lo cierto.
Los dos para mí sois un ser
pues desde entonces estoy existiendo.

ESTRIBILLO

Y de niño yo recuerdo…
que me sentabas junto a ti,
y me contabas unos cuentos
que solías “discurrir”.
Yo te miraba boquiabierto
y tú sonreías feliz.

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Siempre me siento feliz
cuando a mamá le haces caricias.
Jamás se os vio discutir
ni enfadaos ni aun por tonterías.

Gracias por todo papá
por tu bondad, por tu cariño.
También por saberme educar
y dirigirme hacia el buen camino.

ESTRIBILLO

Today I sing to you, dad

When Mom sang
I read sadness in your eyes.
I don't know if it would be true
or it seemed to my eyes.

Do you think that I can love
more to mom and you are not right.
The two of you are a being for me
since then I have been existing.

CHORUS

And as a child I remember...
that you sat me next to you,
and you told me some stories
that you used to “discuss”.
I looked at you open-mouthed
and you smiled happily.

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I always feel happy
when you caress mom.
You were never seen arguing
Don't get angry even over trivial things.

Thanks for everything dad
for your kindness, for your affection.
Also for knowing how to educate me
and direct me towards the right path.

CHORUS

HOY TE CANTO, PAPA (Feat. Manuel Palomino)

Patience

Old Ford

"Real Badness" is a haunting and gritty anthem that delves into the cold reality of street violence. With raw, menacing lyrics and a shadowy beat, the song paints a vivid picture of life on the edge, where power and survival are earned through grit and firepower. It's a chilling exploration of darkness, resilience, and the weight of choices in a world where every move counts.

Real Badness

// Original vocals Victoria Fox Shaw
// Music, lyrics & mix by Guiville
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Woke up to the silence, a vacant room
The morning light cuts through the gloom
I hear the clock ticking, like it’s keeping time
But it never moves fast enough, it’s always behind

I’ve got a book that I never read
And a bed that’s too big for just one head
I whisper to the walls, but they never reply
The loneliness sits with me, but I don’t know why

I’m living alone in the static
The world moves around, but I’m stuck in the attic
Of my own thoughts, and I can’t escape
Just a face in the mirror, trying to relate

I walk the streets with no one to call
The empty spaces echo in the hall
I see people laughing, they’re out in the sun
But I’m here in the shadows, always on the run

The phone sits silent, just like my mind
I reach out for connection, but I can’t find
A hand to hold or a place to stay
Just a ghost in the crowd, fading away

I’m living alone in the static
The world moves around, but I’m stuck in the attic
Of my own thoughts, and I can’t escape
Just a face in the mirror, trying to relate

The city hums, but I don’t hear the song
I don’t fit in, I’ve never belonged
I’m just waiting for a voice to break through
But all I hear is the sound of my shoes

I’m living alone in the static
The world moves around, but I’m stuck in the attic
Of my own thoughts, and I can’t escape
Just a face in the mirror, trying to relate

Alone in the Static (Feat. Victoria Fox Shaw)

Aurora

Punching Down

“Theater of War” is a scream from the inside: a raw, distorted anthem about internal chaos, emotional exhaustion, and the quiet violence of modern life.

It’s about the pressure to shut up, smile, and fall in line. The kind of burnout that doesn’t come from working hard but from pretending you’re fine when you’re not. We wrote it for the people who are still thinking, still feeling, still resisting in a world that rewards obedience over authenticity.

Theater of War

Classic Country . We did this song our way and turned it into a duet

Deep Water

I retired my country band Native Tongue some time ago, I now play summers at a Jamboree, volunteer music, have jam sessions, and visit Mountain Grove on occasion. I decided to record some of my favorite classic country songs.  My maiden name is Barbara Gustin for family reasons, so,no, I am not 2 people . My music is listed under Barbara Jenkins on Spotify and Itunes My recording  studio keeps me inspired. Enjoy