Pakicetus

Verse 1 (4/4):
400 million years ago fish left the water to live on land
15 million years ago mammals found there way back into the oceans 

Verse 2:
Pakicetus is a Transitional phase between land mammals and whales
This is a small whale to be about the size of a wolf

Verse 3 (7/4 time):
With hooks and claws
A beginning of land animals returning to the water

Verse 4 (4/4):
Packicetus gave rise to sea mammals: Propoises and whales
All have multiple stomachs
Coming from the structure of their land mammal days
The evidence is that they have the same unique ear bone

Bridge: (5/4)
Whales and hippos descended from the same ancestor

Verse 5:
DNA comparisons reveal that whales have many genes that are inactive
These genes were functional on land
But they have no use in the water 




Unused Lyrical Ideas:

An ear bone unique to whales and dolphins
The oldest fossil whale ever found
Teeth like a carnivorous mammals 
A carnivore that adapted to land 
Long mouth 
Long mouth full of teeth

References:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pakicetus?wprov=sfti1#

https://www.amnh.org/explore/news-blogs/on-exhibit-posts/the-first-whale-pakicetus

https://evolution.berkeley.edu/what-are-evograms/the-evolution-of-whales/

Pakicetus

... inspiration can brood and bubble at times, barely detectable to all but that subtle sight - the vague yet hopeful perception of a vast web, which shines somehow in the eye of intention. see through doldrums to the eternal wind. thanks for listening <3

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Pomrčina Mjeseca

Was going after a Pink Floyd sound on this. I hope you enjoy it!

In a dream, you’ll make it
Has to be, to take it
Guilty, we can see our saviour
The bastard, he can be our traitor

The wind and sea will impale ya
If you’re like me; a drunken sailor
To never be free, I found a jailer
A sot, a near-do-well, a total failure

There has to be something braver
For saving me, blind faith, and valor
The troubled breeze of change surrounds us
A muddled release of all they’re talking about

In a dream, you’ll break it
The mirror of fate, yourself; you hated
Bring to me the sands of Abydos
For the beggar who has the most

I’ll squint to see if there’s land there yet
Uncertainty is the jailer now
Brought to peace, my fight is over now
Into that dream, forever; on and on

Quiet Desperation

Lyrics and vocals: DelhyA https://soundcloud.com/user-945711181
Instrumental: HyLGZ22

Lyrics :
Pour une fois j’avais juste envie de faire un truc différent
Peut être plus marrant:
Je veux me la jouer façon « gazelle »
Sans,comme d habitude, « gammer » de plus belle.
Je ne suis pas la reine de la prose ni celle du slam
Mais j aimerais juste poser mes idées là.

J envie tous ceux qui ont des choses à dire
Qui ont tant de facilités à écrire le fond de leurs pensées…délavées ou exaltées.
Les miennes ont bien du Mal à se poser sur une feuille de papier
que je parte à l’aventure un dimanche
Ou à l Aube d une semaine pourtant pleine de belles promesses.
j en ai bien des soucis moi aussi
Mais Leur mise en mot est difficile.
Il est plus simple parfois de s’ allonger de ne rien faire que de les coucher sur du papier.
Est ce que ça sonnerait peut être mieux en anglais? C est une question que je me pose même si écrire dans cette langue m indispose…
Alors je glisse quelques mots comme ça pour faciliter ma prose…
It is so beautiful to be a fool and to make everything sounds « cool »,
Mais bien souvent rien de mon stylo ne coule.
Il me faudrait peut être l aide d un sorcier
Ou d un coup de baguette magique qui aiderait dame inspiration à se réveiller
Mais où vont ils bien chercher toutes leurs idées ?
Pendant que moi je me vide de toute substance… latente, redondante,ennuyante.

J envie tous ceux qui créent des chansons
Comme on fabrique des maisons
Qui en sortent des airs par million
qui osent étaler si « facilement » leur prose
Pendant que moi je ne peux rien faire à part… « getting bored ».

Tiens, je vais peut être activer la fonction dictée
En voilà une bonne idée!
Et chanter quelques da da da qui pourraient bien sonner
De quoi mettre un peu de sweet dans mes idées…

TRANSLATED:

For once I just wanted to do something different
Can be more funny:
I want to play it like a "gazelle"
Without, as usual, "gaming" more beautiful.
I am not the queen of prose or that of the slam
But I would just like to put my ideas there.
I envy all those who have things to say
Who have so much facility to write the bottom of their thoughts...washed out or exalted.
Mine have a hard time landing on a sheet of paper
That I'm going on an adventure on a Sunday
Or at the dawn of a week full of beautiful promises.
I have a lot of worries too
But their wording is difficult.
It is sometimes easier to lie down and do nothing than to lay them on paper.
Would it sound better in English? It's a question I ask myself even if writing in this language makes me unwell...
So I slip a few words like this to facilitate my prose...
It is so beautiful to be a fool and to make everything sounds "cool",
But often nothing from my pen flows.
I might need the help of a wizard
Or a magic wand that would help lady inspiration wake up
But where do they look for all their ideas?
While I empty myself of any substance... latent, redundant, boring.

I envy all those who create songs
How we make houses
Who come out of the airs by the million
Who dare to spread their prose so "easily"
While I can't do anything except... "getting bored".

Here, I may activate the dictation function
That's a good idea!
And sing some da da da that could sound well
Enough to put a little sweet in my ideas...

Du sweet dans les idées pour une suite en D

Du sweet dans les idées pour une suite en D (with DelhyA)

Brian Butts - Guitars, Drums, Bass, Keyboards, Master Mix
Cosmic Keanu - Vocals, Lyrics https://soundcloud.com/cosmic_keanu?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Lyrics:
Integrity in truth
Purity in obedience to God
Tranquility in spirit
Realization in faith

Be strong in the Lord
Put on the armor of God
For the struggle is fought
Not against flesh and blood
But against the forces of darkness
And the schemes of the evil one

Stand firm
Resist
On the evil day
Stand firm
Against the spiritual forces
of wickedness
in heavenly places

With every prayer and request
At all times in the spirit
With this in view
Be alert with all perseverance
So speak with boldness
As you ought to speak

On that day the deaf will hear
And those who are blind will see
The afflicted and needy will rejoice
For the ruthless will come to an end
And the scorner will be finished

Woe to the rebellious
Who rely on oppression

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A (Yusuf) 'Cat Stevens' Classic. Listened to and loved for the better part of my Life. A song, a prayer, a Version......some thoughts. Just created simply and in my own way - vocal and acoustic guitar. Intended with respect to an incredibly prolific songwriter and performer from the 70's and beyond. Acoustic Guitar, Vocals, and Production for this Version by Riff Beach (RiffWerx Productions). 2024
Lyrics - The Wind
I listen to the wind, to the wind of my soul
Where I'll end up, well I think only God really knows
I've sat upon the setting sun...
But never, never, never, never
I never wanted water once
No never, never, never

I listen to my words but they fall far below
I let my music take me where my heart wants to go
I swam upon the Devil's lake...
But never, never, never, never
I'll never make the same mistake
No - never, never, never
Writer/s: CAT STEVENS, YUSUF ISLAM 
Publisher: BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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Lyrics

You are my muse
You are my light
You are human
The brightest of bright
You seed the answers
In your face the deepest questions
Ones of stolen existence
Now restricted in bitumen

You are my muse
You are my light
You are human
The brightest of bright
You seed the answers
In your face the deepest questions
Ones of stolen existence
Unrestrict that in me now

With the concrete set we find our chisels
We are that steal reinforcement hidden
The grey matter erodes
The inner bloom balloons
The nutrients new,
Knew what our neutrinos can do.

You are my muse
You are my light
You are human
The brightest of bright
You seed the answers
In your face the deepest questions
Ones of stolen existence
Unrestrict that from me now
So I'll leave this be alone...

No one asked you to fill holes,
Oh, please excuse my silly soul.
Who am I to know when my heart says, so...
Who is there to show when the soul says, go...

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