Peace

songs used:
    Clay Young - Pickle Party
        https://soundcloud.com/clay-young-360347153/pickle-party
    Clay Young soundcloud:
        https://soundcloud.com/clay-young-360347153
    Clay Young instagram:
        https://www.instagram.com/clay.young.961/

   TsArWiCc - Come here
       https://soundcloud.com/tsarwicc/failureishere
   TsArWiCc soundcloud:
       https://soundcloud.com/tsarwicc
   TsArWiCc yahoo:
   Tsarwicc@yahoo.com

Clay Young & TsArWiCc - Pickle Party (dj Baubau Remix)

Another woman died in a Doorway on our busy shopping streets over the Christmas period. She was an Irish woman from Cork in this instance. There are so many homeless people in our city streets, and I observed that almost all the sheltered Shop fronts in the city have people sleeping rough every night. The frost has set in and the nights are bitterly cold and my heart goes out to all those poor people who have to sleep rough. This song is in Memory of the woman who died in Cork , Ireland. May she rest in Peace. 

In my song  “ Cold doorway Bed “ I have created a fictious woman called" who comes from a war torn Eastern European country and who has ended up sleeping rough. Her husband and Children have been killed and she has fled for her life but ends up sleeping in a doorway on Christmas day. I am trying to draw a comparison between the overindulgence that happens over the Christmas period and the plight of Refugees and homeless people in our societies. Christmas should be a Joyous occasion for us all, the birthday of our Savior compared to the death of a homeless person. I want to bring home this Tragedy in full living Colour for us all to see the reality of homelessness for thousands of people in every country across our planet. 

Johnny Mc Farlane 


Cold Doorway Bed .

She sleeps in a doorway, No crib for her Bed.
No bright light of Silver shone around her head.
She lies in the Cold, the rain, and the Snow. 
All alone in this world she has nowhere to go.

As the bells ring for Christmas, she makes up her bed.
Wet cardboard beneath her, a coat for her head.
As the Cold winter wind cuts her to the bone.
She cries in the nighttime and feels so alone.

As She Cries in the Night,
she prays for a light. 
That will save her and take her back home.
But that light didn’t come.
and she sleeps in the doorway alone.

As she lay in the doorway she drifted away.
She dreamt of her life in a happier day. 
Back When she was a mother.
Back when she was a wife.
Back when she had a family.
 back when she had a life.

But this war rages on and it’s taken them all.
Her Husband, her Children.
But she can still hear them Call.
Still sees their faces when she closes her eyes.
She can still feel their kisses and she still hear their cries.

As She Cries in the Night, she prays for a light.
That will save her and take her back home.
But that light never comes, and she sleeps in the doorway alone.

As she lies in the Doorway 
Her Eyes fill with Tears.
She recalls her Loved ones.
It been so many sad years.
Since she’s held them and kissed them.
Since they all went away. 
As she closed her eyes.
She starts to Pray.

As She Prays in the Night, she prays for a light.
That will save her and take her back home.
But that light never comes, and she sleeps in the doorway alone.





She never woke up, They found her Body next day.
Rigid and cold she blocked the Shop Doorway.
A crowd gathered round to look and to stare. 
The shop wasn’t open that was their only care 
And as the church bells did rang and the Caroler's did sing.
For that poor homeless woman not 1 bell did ring.
Not 1 prayer was said , Not 1 tear was shed.
She died all alone in a cold Doorway Bed.

Cold Doorway Bed

Ostsee (w/ triebwerk produktion)

O-Nuit Noire Funk

Wishy Washy.      (c2024)

Capriccio in Em
With Notion 6 and Logic Pro
All with Vienna Symphonic Libraries

Capriccio en Mi mineur

Continuation Of N.R.G.

The sun kept on shining for three glorious months.
I thought I’d found myself a slice of heaven.
I told myself this an amazing place. 
I could live here forever.
And then the calendar hit September seven.

The cloudy weather came. 
And every day was more of the same.
It made me feel so washed out and grey.

I need to feel the sun shining on my face.
I’m sick and tired of living in this dark and cloudy place.
Rain, rain, rain, rain, go away I’m praying for a sunny day.
I’m checking the weather report constantly to see if - it’s goanna be sunny.
But the extended forecast has indefinite clouds and it’s not very funny.
Not very funny at all as the rain continues to fall.
It makes me feel so washed out so grey and so small.
As I try to make it through another dark and cloudy day.

I take a lunchtime walk.  I wear Gore-Tex jacket for the drizzle. 
I don’t need to wear sunglasses even though it’s 12 noon.
It’s just another cloudy day and it wouldn’t be any more dismal.
if I was strolling on the dark side of the moon.

This cloudy rainy weather - it really gets me down.
It makes me feel so washed out and grey.

I need to feel the sun shining on my face.
I’m sick and tired of living in this dark and cloudy place.
Rain, rain, rain, rain, go away I’m praying for a sunny day.
I’m checking the weather report constantly to see if - it’s goanna be sunny.
But the extended forecast has indefinite clouds and it’s not very funny.
I’m trying my best to slog my way through it - counting the days until summer.
Every day it stays cloudy is totally a bummer.
Cause it makes me feel so washed out and grey.

Need To Feel The Sun

Balbúrdia No Sótão ( bedlam in the attic)

Created with Ableton Live 12 / I played the solo with Akai EWI and "Solo", a vst by TAQS.IM / preset: Duduk ..... the feeling with all, who lost there homes ... // Image by Arayro from Pixabay

words can't tell

i just love the creativity,its so rewarding in its self, myself being a work in progress/ I also consider my music to be the same...Love & ☮️ peace

Continuation Of N.R.G.

N.R.G. New Rock Gods

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