By My Window

just let yourself be enchanted
nature is simply wonderful...and every bee is so important...we should always remember

Lavender Haze

After the Ball

In another time another place
We measure our progress through our disgrace
And danced in the halls knew who we were
Escaped the race and gave it away

Now we are set and running late
Hard to believe we lived so free
Bent in the way -the branch swings
Caught in the grace of the Byzantines

Mosaic of color helps escape
The beauty of art starts taking shape
Inspiring those from under its wing
this modern world is fleeting 
remembering days of creating
Byzantine dreams run through my head
Sometimes  I live there instead
 Beautiful locks of abstract gold
Perfect icons and frescos 

Living off the dreams of the Byzantines

Dreams of the Byzantines

Anxious Chill

Lyrics : Snow Man Dave
Music, instruments, vocal & mix : PJ Project

Her Music Comforts Me

This is another example of an excerpt of a previously uploaded track, originally written by steve vervaet, and performed by the Eclectic Collective. In this stripped down excerpt, it's just focusing on the organ part that comes in at the second half of the song, as well as Josh playing bass and electric piano, and Ken accompanying on the percussion. 

Here's a link to the full version, including all the guys playing along to Steve's heartfelt vocals:
https://soundcloud.com/user-432503709/please-come-home


More goodies in the "ISOLATED TRACKS" playlist:
soundcloud.com/user-432503709/sets/isolated-tracks

Please Come Home (stripped mix)

Invisible Agony

Daddy worked the mines till his body gave out,
Coal dust clouded his mind with doubt,
He told me, "One day, son, you’ll rise out these hills—
Stay away from the dope, whiskey and pills."

This world’s got a way of tearing folks down,
Keep faith in god, and you'll always stand solid and sound.
Keep walking the line, don’t cheat and don’t steal—
Head up and work, and don’t dull your senses feel what you feel.

I've tried I swear, but it’s been a rough cross to bear,
There’s a weight in this life making it hard to care, 
I hear your voice in my head and it gives me strength through the chills—
Stay away from the dope, whiskey and pills."


Your name is as good as your word you keep, 
Mending burnt bridges take time and hard work you can't cheat
Wounds will heal, sometimes in takes silence and  years—
Walk the line and work hard, and don’t give in to fears.

I stumbled, I’ve slipped, I can still hear your voice,
In a world full of  temptation, Ill make my choice.
I hold your lessons through struggle and still—
Steady staying away from the dope, whiskey and pills."

Ode to Red

Into the Light

A sad song - Buble’ style - about love lost but hoping it will return

This House Is Not A Home

Vermont Psychedelic is Peter H Scrooby's sonic exploration in multi-genre musical project blending psychedelic vibes with eclectic sounds exploring a diverse range of genres with a psychedelic twist. Expect the #wanderlust as folk rock, blues, electronic, rap country psychedelic influences collide Experimental | Indie | Psychedelic | Electronic | Rock |                              
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