beautiful piece of music..love your piano playing<3

Wonderful playing, David...Very much enjoyed that!!!

A collaboration between :
Shane Beck, The Last American Poet (Words)
progettosonoro (Music)

Was it all just a dreamless encounter that left me on the floor
These eyes swollen from weeping & I was dying for love & much more
And the forbidden romance from a wind swept soul that always knew
Hear the soft cry of the Misplaced Heart of the one who always loved you

The words now ignored in silence or could we just cut & paste....
Was there a trace of sorrow in the words you decided to simply waste
Misplaced Heart & the end of the inner child who only missed you & wanted to stay
I wake up with tears still streaming because I never wanted it to end this way

Shane Beck & progettosonoro - Misplaced Heart

Ice Sea

Now I know that cantankerous old coot C J Hopkins used the very same words to describe the current rift in the western world but I can verify that I wrote the lyrics to this song a good month before he did, he just says it much better, and I will quote him here;

"Yes, there is a divide. A great divide. A chasm. A schism. A gulf. An abyss. A gaping, yawning, unbridgeable fissure. A Grand Canyon-sized fault in the foundation of society. A rupture in the very fabric of reality."

The Schizm

This song's beginnings were in December 2020. We combined two of our songs: 'The Happenin' and 'The Noble Ghosts'. The longer title for this is 'A Happenin' Eve At The Noble Ghost Club'. The place is fictional and we made the song loopable for a game setting.

One of the last songs on the upcoming 'Realms' album.

Synth work by Rob Ulysses (@rob-ulysses) and Masha Solo (@masha-solo)

Art by Masha. The marble background is royalty free from Pixabay.

Realms

The Noble Ghost Club - Instrumental

** QUEDA LIVRE **
Se existe um céu maravilha, eu vou lá chegar primeiro.
Quando abri uma escotilha e saltei do bombardeiro,
já tinha as costas a arder.
As cinzas do pára-quedas de nada me irão valer.
Recordo imagens de infância, relembro a vida fugaz,
a guerra, a intolerância, a frágil busca de paz.
Revejo na meninice o amor que eu queria oferecer,
tanta coisa que eu não disse, tanta coisa por fazer.
E vou buscando o sentido da criança ao militar,
de vencedor a vencido na obrigação de matar.
E enquanto bebo este vento, enquanto aguardo o bater,
domina-me um pensamento:
Vou finalmente entender...
Vou finalmente entender...

** FREE FALL **
If there is a wonderful heaven, I will get there first.
When I opened a hatch and jumped out of the bomber,
my back was already burning.
The ashes from the parachute will be of no use to me.
I remember childhood images, I remember the fleeting life,
the war, the intolerance, the fragile search for peace.
I see in my childhood the love I wanted to offer,
so much I didn't say, so much I couldn't do.
And I seek the meaning of the child becoming soldier,
from winner to loser in the obligation to kill.
And while I drink this wind, while I wait to hit the ground,
one thought dominates me:
I will finally understand...
I will finally understand...

And on

David De Winter

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