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SPECIAL CECILIA 's INVITATION TO COLLAB >>>
MUSICIANS, BEATMAKERS, SINGERS, RAPPERS ... Who want Can USE & REMIX this ACAPPELLAS. A Special Cover of Billie Holyday Song with a little Extra Lyrics...
You can Use parts you want, Place it, Modulate it as You Feel, MAKE A SPECIAL TRACK, with SOUNDS or FIT IT AS A FEAT in a SONG... 

DOWNLOAD are FREE & it's in Wave, if You Want MP3, ask me. I
f You Use My Vocals, Mention My Name in the Track & Let Me Know, I will Repost, Share, Include it in Playlists & Mix...

First Version > https://soundcloud.com/specialececilia/good-morning-heartache-remake

Special Cecilia GOOD MORNING HEARTACHE Revisited + Extra - VOCALS for Collab

I wrote Blue Eyes Green Jacket after seeing a stranger on a bus. I was walking in the rain, and as the bus drove passed I noticed him. The bus was busy and his breath on the window had formed a picture frame around his face. He looked so sad and I noticed his blue eyes….and green jacket. It made me think about who he was and what his life was like.


Lyrics (Copyright Mia Wilks - PRS)

I saw you today, sat on the bus
Blue eyes green jacket, no fuss 
You grabbed my attention simply because
You were looking straight through us
No smile, no emotion
But blue eyes like the ocean
Staring into your soul, I had the notion 
Something behind your eyes unspoken 

Blue eyes, green jacket
A moment in life, a connection 
Just a boy, sat on the bus
But I saw your pain as you passed us
Blue eyes, green jacket
Etched on my mind forever
As I saw you beneath my umbrella 

The bus drove slow, travelling somewhere to go 
Your face framed by the breath on the window
With rain beating down like the world had stopped 
A second so vibrant gone in an instant 
But he had blue eyes like the ocean 
No smile no emotion 
Staring into your soul I had the notion
Something behind your eyes unspoken 

Blue eyes, green jacket 
A moment in life, a connection 
Just a boy, sat on the bus
But I saw your pain as you passed us
Blue eyes, green jacket
Etched on my mind forever
As I saw you beneath my umbrella 

Blue eyes green jacket 
Blue eyes green jacket 

Blue eyes, green jacket 
A moment in life, a connection 
Just a boy, sat on the bus
But I saw your pain as you passed us
Blue eyes, green jacket
Etched on my mind forever
As I saw you beneath my umbrella

Blue Eyes Green Jacket

The Road

Taken from the upcoming debut full length album (planned to be released March 1st - "Rock and Roll Kills").
(p) & (c), 2024.
Youtube link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=80YWaTAt8Gc
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lyrics:
We've been through a lot, a lot of shit
now it's time to fight, fight against
against this depression and evil vibe
this is the time we will take over our lives

We've been submersed deep deep down
we've lost our faith into this evil town
we have to get back, get back to our own feet
we had enough, enough with this shit!

and now we have our head up high
we know what it's true and never dies
and now we step up with god's command
we won't take it anymore, not get stuck into the sand

It won't take forever just to reach our dream
it won't take forever to delete the bad scene
it won't take forever to hold your hand
it won't take forever to the promised land

it won't take forever to live again
it won't take forever to face the sun
it won't take forever, it won't take forever!

Rock and Roll Kills

It Won't Take Forever

▶ https://youtu.be/uD3YouAYPcw
▶ https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/chrisjunos/a-water-poem

A Water Poem - Ένα Ποίημα Για Το Νερό

Iron Sun

lyrics:
Just another second before i blow you away
just another hype before this decadence
U r about to be eliminated beyond this fence
u know u don't have any decent defense

That's the condition shit
where all the people spit
the gratefulness that should exist
but got lost from people's fist


Just another war about to begin
that's the people's choice gathered on one regime
U r about to be eliminated beyond this world
u know u don't have any decent kind of word

Now the history repeats itself
just another book from the shelf
just another hit before this demolition begins.

(p) & (c), 2024.

Condition Shit (new track)

Vidéo YouTube :   https://youtu.be/Xq99Dfdztyw

La Fableuse 

Texte : Say M
Chant : Karine
Musique : Alain Illos

Qui es-tu ?
Toi que je ne connais pas 
Qui refuse les maux de tête 
Qui s'amuse des mots de soi 

Je suis la Fableuse
J'aurais pu dire la Fabuleuse 
Mais je ne bois pas

J'ai donc ignoré le «u»
Qui ira où il voudra
Je n'ordonne pas les lettres 
Mais je ne les laisse pas 
S'installer comme on sème 
Les mots ne repoussent pas 
Déjà qu'ils changent à peine 
Oui mais, voilà... 

Regardez, au moins ceux qui s'aiment 
Les mots, ils ne les cherchent pas
Ils fabulent parfois, peut-être
Mais de chaque instant, ils croient 
On les croisera le nez en l'air 
Respirant celui des sous-bois 
Ils rentreront saouls à tue-tête 
D'un amour qui, in fine, finira

Qui es-tu ?
Toi que je ne connais pas 
Qui refuse les maux de tête 
Qui s'amuse des mots de soi 

Je suis la Fableuse
J'aurais pu dire la Fabuleuse 
Mais je ne bois pas 

Car le «u» parfois s'entête 
dans rupture, se place deux fois 
Je n'ordonne pas les lettres 
Mais je ne les laisse pas 
S'installer comme on sème 
Les mots ne repoussent pas 
J'écris des maux
Des morceaux d'êtres 
J'écris des mots 
Qui parlent d'émois
 La Fableuse, c'est moi

La Fableuse avec Karine

Mediterranean Connection (For three guitars)

If I can stop one heart
from breaking
I shall not live in vain
If I can ease one Life the Aching
Or cool one in pain

Or help one fainting Robin 
Unto his Nest again
I shall not live in Vain.

— EMILY DICKINSON 
“Further Poems of Emily Dickinson" published by Little, Brown and Company of Boston, 1929.

65 bpm
DAW Apple Logic Pro X
MIDI Akai Pro MPK 
E-instruments:
Studio Grand
Steinway Grand Piano 
Boesendorfer Grand Piano
SoCal Ballad Piano
Clarinet Solo+
Harp
Upright Ballad Bass
Rolling Chords Synth
Electronic Drum Kit - Platinum Dreams 
Latin Kit
Hip Hop Kit
Studio Brush Kit

Audio of bird chirps recorded live Jun. 15, 2024.

Photo of children splashing water via public domain, Wikimedia Commons 
https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Happy_children_splashing_water.jpg

Happy Endings

Watch the video on Youtube:
https://youtu.be/fS2Lip2tG24

The Hero´s Journey

The song-part recorded in 1999, the instrumental added in 2017. 

English / Italian lyrics

like thoughts
containing heat
as if forming
thunderstorms of words
and then you stop to look for
something important to say
something special
unlikely treasures to safeguard

Do you see these images 
of fleeting clouds?
Do you see these evenings 
that spend lonely?
When for a moment you regain
your usual good mood
I climb into your hair
I rest on your multicoloured gaze  

like thoughts
containing heat
as if forming
thunderstorms of words
when for a moment I think back
to your multicoloured gaze
you will already be sleeping
hugged at my words 

----

come pensieri
che contengono calore
come se formassero
temporali di parole
e poi ti fermi a cercare
qualcosa di importante da dire
qualcosa di speciale
tesori improbabili da custodire 

le vedi queste immagini
di nuvole passeggere
le vedi queste sere
che trascorrono da sole
quando per un attimo ritrovi
il tuo solito buonumore
mi arrampico fra i tuoi capelli
mi poso sul tuo sguardo multicolore  

come pensieri
che contengono calore
come se formassero
temporali di parole
quando per un attimo ripenso
al tuo sguardo multicolore
starai già dormendo
abbracciata alle mie parole

------

Lyrics and music by Michele Ansani (1999-2017).
Posted on SoundCloud: 2024, June 27.

Temporali di parole (Thunderstorms of words) *

Original music score by J.J. Terrell
Artwork is painting by Margaryta Yermolayeva entitled "Face of Time". Check out her other works at margaryta-yermolayeva.pixels.com

Lyrics:

Build a bridge West
A northern kind of chap
For the listless
Who do what they want

Find the right rock
To roll up a hill
Traveling fast now
It's all in the thrill

Carve a road South
An Eastern kind of bloke
For the traitor
Those thinking kind of folk

Shifting sands of
Time's ever tide
Unraveling fast now
And now I never tried

Lay the rails North
A western kind of gal
Amongst the chosen
The wind had cast his sail

Not so fast now
The vulture circles above
The rock has fallen
Down the road of the here and now

Sagittarius A

“Unrelenting Emotions”  by Luke

Keys & Piano & Synthesizer & Drums  by Luke
Created & Composed & Produced by Luke
Music & Track & Album Photos by Luke
Photography by Luke
Beats by Luke©️
Luke  H.  S c h ü ß m a n n©️

“Unrelenting Emotions”  by Luke

Arpsqere

New track named Contemplation, hope you like it!

Contemplation

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

Produced by Clay Young
Lyrics by Edgar Allan Poe (1845)
Music created with Udio AI

Nevermore

EACH LEVEL DEEPER feat. IPG1 & Paploviante
Vocals and Verses: IPG1
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/each-level-deeper-vox-08-bpm
Backing Track: 
Paploviante
https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/olympics-2024
Lillithe: adding Trumpet, Special effects, Synths, Beat and
             Production

Each Level Deeper feat. IPG1 & Paploviante

lien vidéo : https://youtu.be/-GYzwniIuu4

La rose est pour toi    (in English after the French text )

Texte :      Say M
Chant :      Liora
Musique : Alain Illos

Je m'allonge 
Et replonge 
Dans les méandres qui longent
Le contour de l'aura
Qu'ils ne devinent pas

S'ils le veulent
Qu'ils m'observent
C'est leurs voix qui m'obsèdent
Parce qu'ils jugent en chimère
Ce qu'ils ne comprenn(ent) pas

La rose est pour toi
La rose est pour toi

Qu'ils me piquent 
Me transfèrent 
Se nourrissent de mes nerfs
Un peu plus chaque fois 
Je ne te laiss'rai pas
 
Je me cache
Je me terre
Te retrouver me taire 
Leurs mystères n'en sont pas
Je reviens attends-moi

La rose est pour toi
La rose est pour toi 
 
Je m'allonge 
Et replonge 
Attends-moi
Attends-moi 

La rose est pour toi
La rose est pour toi
Est pour toi...

The rose is for you    

I lie down 
And sink 
Into the meandering path
The outline of the aura
That they won't guess

If they want to
Let them observe me
It's their voices that observe me
Because they judge in chimera
What they don't understand

The rose is for you

They prick me 
Transfer me 
Feed on my nerves
A little more each time 
I won't let you
 
I hide
I hide
To find you to keep quiet 
Their mysteries are no mystery
I'll be back, wait for me

The rose is for you
 
I lie down 
And sink again 
Wait for me
Wait for me 

The rose is for you
The rose is for you
Is for you...

La Rose Est Pour Toi avec Liora

UnBoxed August 2024
Songs by New Order / Rammstein
Original vocal performances, sounds and recordings by the voluptuous Elizabeth @sin-crawler
Reimagined, embellished and extended by Out of the Box
Cover image : Elizabeth

[ d o w n l o a d a b l e ]

OUT OF THE BOX / ELIZABETH - Blue Monday / Without You

“The Elusive Organ” by Luke

Keys & Piano & Synthesizer & Drums  by Luke
Created & Composed & Produced by Luke
Music & Track & Album Photos by Luke
Photography by Luke
Beats by Luke©️
                         S c h ü ß m a n n©️

“The Elusive Organ”  by Luke

The journey continues. "Rebirth" unfolds as the second chapter in this artistic saga, delving deeper into the journey of self-discovery and authenticity.

This track is an ode to embracing your true self, shedding old skins, and emerging renewed. As the night gives way to dawn, we find the courage to stand in our own light.

I'm genuinely overwhelmed by the incredible response to "The Night." Your streams, shares, and messages have been a guiding star, illuminating this path forward. Each listen has played a part in bringing this vision to life, and for that, I'm deeply grateful. 💛🙏

"Rebirth" is another step on this illuminated journey, but the story is far from over. Thank you for being part of this adventure.

The best is yet to come. 💫🔄🌅

Rebirth

more than my usual ambience on the guitar, but I convinced myself it  worked for the vibe I was attempting and the guitar sustain. Thanks for listening.

Above The Clouds

https://soundcloud.com/synline send me this wonderful instrumental, he also later on mastered and mixed this song. A Big Thank You for that, it was a great pleasure to write and sing along.

Artwork by Dr Carl Russell

New Roses

Just looking, looking, looking, looking
For the latest blooms
Just looking, looking, looking, looking
For the sharpest thorns

But that is…						
But that is no easy find
And that is…					
That is not an easy thing
Cos’ there is…					
Not any validity
And that is…					
That is just a misery

In the garden of new roses
Wandering hidden paths
Must move with some adroitness
Or getting tossed

Into the underwood
Growing not so very well understood…

Still picking, picking, picking, picking
For a little more attention
Still clicking, clicking, clipping, clicking
For some solid numbers

But that is…						
But that is no easy find
And that is…					
That is not an easy thing
Cos’ there is…					
Not any validity
And that is…					
That is just a misery

In the garden of neurosis
Wandering hidden paths
Ahh, must move with some more adroitness
Ahh, already getting lost

In the underwood
The maze gets bigger than understood
In the underwood…
Where the new roses stood…

New Roses (wt Synline)

Lovesong légère subventionnée par Monsieur Meubles...
Love ballad subsidised by a famous French furniture shop...: I wish I were a chair...

Here I try a translation in english for those who want to know what this is about...
#lyrics

I wish I were a chair
To hold you in my arms
You’d be sitting at ease
At meal times
At tea time I would be
right in the living room
the perfect option
For your conversation

If we fancy a nap
we’ll change continents
Switch from Louis XVI
To a swinging hammock 
I will take you all in
On the braided fabric
I will gently rock you 
From your head to your toes

When bedtime comes
My velvet backrest
Would make you want
To talk about love
Your gaze resting
On my satin arms,
what a Privilege, intrewined
Until the morning comes


But you should beware
If you move too much
If you get restless
seeking for something new
maybe something better
Here is my hypothesis
You might one day fall down
Fall down from this chair

Small couch or Méridienne 
Or charming sofa
No matter the divan
As long as bliss is here
Both of us lying down
Under the soft duvet
Slowly falling asleep
Breathing in the thrill

Je voudrais être une chaise

New Reggae Tune
titled: GOOD ENERGY TONIGHT
lyrics and singing: SENNID
riddim and production by: TERRY VIBES PRODUCTIONS

SENNID & TERRY VIBES PRODUCTIONS - GOOD ENERGY TONIGHT

Jon Lock: Original Music: Bass, Drums, Organ, Horns, Vocals, Lyrics
https://soundcloud.com/jon-lock-5
https://jonlock.bandcamp.com/music
The Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, Production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Russell Sinfield: Mix and Master
https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield

Funky as oily ass soggy french fries
Funky as stinky bass fishy pot pies  
Funky as poopy grass squishy with flies 
We be keep it funky and we shittin’ no lies 
Would it be funky if the bips didn’t bop, oh
Would it be funky if the hips didn’t hop, whoa
Would it be funky if the bass didn’t pop, no
Would I be a junky if I didn’t want it to stop, yea
He got blisters on his fingers and they starting to peel
He got two big blisters and it’s starting to get real
He gotta keep ‘em outta water if he want ’em to heal
Wear them gloves in the shower and when washing yo meal

Uh oh, who had the funk and then let the funk go
Uh oh, yo here we go, the funk is on the loose footloose and deucin’ on the flo’

Dip dip scoodley dip, cool whip all over my chips
Sippin’ on limp shrimp, wimps are the news skool pimps 
A plop a glop a top my new flip flop design
A crop a hops and a drop a slop for my swine 
Yo we got the flu shot that you got but we caught 
The new-dle two-dle funk crew-dle bug-adoodle  
Jibber Jabber don’t stop a hey hey hey a all day
Now come on over I’ll scoot right over and stay while Jon plays 
Funky see funky do funky spunky skunky crew
Funky rhymes funky lines funky crunky drunky times
Funky might makes funky right funky pluky dynamite 
Funky here funky there funky spunky everywhere

Wow, now that is damn funky, can you smell that bass, whew we, smells like burnt liver on hot summer day, Jon is on Fyre!

Why’s it funky when you haven’t funked for a week and then you start to itch ’n tweek 
And your knees be gettin’ soft ’n weak as the pressure reaches to a peak 
And a little bit starts to drip and leak  
That’s TMI
He got funk like pumpkins got pie 
Funk like bumpkins get by
Funk like stuck in deny
All funk like skunk ’n gettin’ high
Funkin’ til the day that we die

Uh oh, who had the funk and then let the funk go
Uh oh, yo here we go, the funk is on the loose footloose and deucin’ on the flo

The funk 
It be 
Booming
Out the 
Trunk a hunk a junk ol’ clunk a mine
A chunka chunka went the bass and I got a fine
Combine with my divine design, rewind inclined to be funkinsteined 
I declined, I tor’ it up in yo face 
You turned up the bass
That’s right, you could hear it all over the place 
Funky is as funky does do you has pizazz
Funky is too funky that’s true and we has en masse
Funky is what funky wants how does he slap that bass
We be keep it funky now common shake that azz
Funky like a rusty spike infection on my toe
Funky like a crusty tyke with boogies out the nose 
Funky like my musty psych with dusty old pillows 
We be make it funky ’n got the stank to show
Will it still be funky if we, what
Spayed it with some poo-pourri,  hell yea
Will it still be funky if we, what
Made it from som’in’ all bourgeoisie, hell no

That’s what I been tryin’ to tell ya, the funks gotta be made from something nasty, it’s gotta be inta something kinky, it’s gotta talk all dirty, breath be stankin’ ’n such 

Uh oh, who had the funk and then let the funk go
Uh oh, yo here we go, the funk is on the loose footloose and deucin’ on the flo

Yea, so what do you think Jon, you feeling that?
Oh yea
Alright, alright, alright, yo since you supplied me with that mad funky beat, I figured I’d go all mad scientist and flip what you sent me, and maybe you can lay down some of them golden vocals of yours
How’s that sound?
Sounds good

Well, the Couch King baby
Let’s turn the clock back to ’65
That’s where I like to hide out
It’s the place I really thrive
Well look out
Take your time now
This funk moves like a big fat cow
Yea, the Couch King baby
I tried to run but I could not hide
I tried to run 
But I could not find a place to hide

Funk'n Blisters

Jon Lock, Russ Sinfield, and the Couch King -Funk'n Blisters

Gravitas

Mrs. Rhymes & Lost Angel of Havik - Dark Desires

All Things Are Impermanent

This is the remix of From Velvet Moon to Morning Sun by using the new equipment.

ヴェルベット モーニングサン - Velvet Morning Sun

MUSIC, LYRICS, MIX, COVER PIC - Tam Jennifer

LYRICS 

Boy that I love
You think you're not enough
With eyes that question why
Boy that I love
You think you're not enough
I'll never see you cry
.
Boy that I love
You think you're not enough
I'm haunted by your angry eyes
Boy that I love
You'll always be enough
-
.
Masculine energy
Standing right in front of me
I'll never back down
You don't have to be strong
Societal norms 
That are simply wrong
.
Boy that I love
You think you're not enough
With eyes that question why
Boy that I love
You think you're not enough
I'll never see you cry
.
Boy that I love
You think you're not enough
I'm haunted by your angry eyes
Boy that I love
You'll always be enough
-
.
Dark waters hold us all
Wondering the path
Wondering what this life is for
.
Silent memories in my mind
What does it mean to see
If everyone else is blind? 
.
Certain substance happens between us
Certain events we can't explain. 
For all the boys with young or old faces
I see you dreaming of better places, 
How painful the human race is. 
-
.
 
© Tam Jennifer Hastings, 2024. All rights reserved.

BOY (2024)

The Smoking Trout is back with a new chapter in the saga of the Holy Dumpling.  Was great to hear Uziel in front of the mic again as well as Tot laying the beats.   Jeff and Terry remain masters of their domain. 

* Stonerjazz @user-911083679 -- Vocals, Lyrics, Original Idea, Acoustic Guitar, and Artwork

* Uziel @user-455619833 -- Vocals

* TexMex Shaman @texmex-shaman -- Electric Guitar & Bridge

* Tot - @tot-beat -- Beat & Drums

* Tea R. Sea - @tea_are_sea -- Synths & Production

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Catch up with the first 10 tracks of our work-in-progress concept album, Quest for the Holy Dumpling: on.soundcloud.com/FR63a

Listen to the Smoking Trout's first album, The Land of Zed (2021-2022): on.soundcloud.com/WB34q
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Lyrics (by Stonerjazz):

We all chose it, we arrived here at this self-same place
he liked to think that he had earned it
but that simply not the case.
He just dreamed it up one sunday afternoon
while drowsing and lounging in the Ether
where the US resides
while living on a Proton Banished
to the outskirts of a single Atom
In a single Universe-
It was a wicked Curse, specifically designed for him
A scorcerer, Albert Rufus Smith
Stole a Rocket ship and he took it to Uriah
He was a rascal and scoundrel and a liar and a thief
But he had a magic knife that he had won in a game of dice
on a stormy night in a corner of some ruins
in the desert in december by the fire light with some other witches from Oaxaca
where he'd Spied Roberta picking magic mushrooms naked in the moonlight
with her brothers and her sisters and some others from the Bus-
It seems that Albert Rufus Smith Was Smitten

The eternal now is Wow
When we wonder why we wander
where we will
while walking walking walking to fulfill
the contemplated vacancy
Beyond the vast Horizen

Alberts knife was sliver with a handle made of Amber
when he held it high above his head
it gave off a blinding light
and on that night on the planet of Uriah
when Gus and all his jolly happy hopeful holograms arrived
on that Beat-up Bus
That formulated plan in Alberts wicked head
appeared to be on Track
had he not been messmerized by Roberta's perfect presence and physic
he might have pulled it off, that dirty rotten little sneak--

Sid and Larry caught him and his Cronies
trying to steal the bus and Abduct
Sally and Roberta too, Who
were sleeping on the bus in the back together as they always do,
And Gus was not Amused-
Albert seemed to be confused until he held his Magic knife up high
and blinded ever bodies eye
and in a frantic flight he escaped into the distant night--

Albert Rufus Smith (Smoking Trout's HOLY DUMPLING #11)

A HUGE thank you to J.J. for the piano masterpiece of beauty.

Contributions:

Piano: J.J. Terrell
https://soundcloud.com/j-j-terrell
Lyrics, Vocals, Mix : Tam Jennifer

Note on Lyrics - Tam Jennifer

This is a dark one - so a disclaimer for my listeners - one of my inspirations for this was from the thought experiment "Imagine one hand clapping" that we use in yoga or meditation practice, mixed with the idea of "Unstruck" - The word associated with the heart. The Unstruck Sound. - A beautiful way of thinking of it. 
So mixing these ideas - makes it fairly straightforward to produce a love song featuring (what I hope is ) a fairly accurate portrayal of what love can sometimes feel like - in all its complexity.

🩷
💜
 

Lyrics

There's something in the air between us, my dear.
It's a whisper that you can't, hear.
There's something in the air between us, my friend.
An agony - we can't comprehend. 
.
In this space between, you and me,
Is an ache so deep, and lonely,
With a climb so steep, to get there,
The air is thin, it's suffocating, oh! 
Just out of reach. 
Like a memory, oh! 
But the weight of this is crushing, oh! 
Where do I end?
And where do you begin?
I gave you my heart, to keep,
Safe.
Safe.
You promised me! 
.
Calm, calm, calm and slow. 
Darken the windows.
Hope is a long road.
Time is a quick trick.
.
Calm, calm, calm and slow!
Darken the windows. 
Hope is a long road.
Balancing in the thick, thick.
.
It's like, God, wrote me a poem. 
-
And now I know I'm alive. 
Alive. 
.
It has to have a place to go! 
So you MUST know. 
Your face is perfectly placed - 
Your face is perfectly placed - 
.
On Love's Road. 
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© Tam Jennifer Hastings, J.J. Terrell, 2024. All rights reserved.

Love's Road (with J.J.Terrell on Piano, 2024)

Produced by Clay Young
Inspired by Edgar Allan Poe's poem (1843)
Music created with Udio AI

The Conqueror Worm

Music : Janne Hennie & Little Man Project
Vocals & lyrics : Janne Hennie

Dear little rainbow boy
What have you done
Why are you hiding
Are you on the run

Did you tell anyone
About purple and red
That you changed your direction
To rainbow boys instead

Did you papa get angry
When you told him the truth
Was your mama upset
Shed tears over you

Did they tell you to stop
Did they say you were wrong
That you put them to shame
So you're all alone now

Did they tell you to stop
Did they say you were wrong
That you put them to shame
So you're all alone now

Dear little rainbow boy
You don't have to hide
You are not alone
I'm on you're side

Take pride in your colors
Let them shine through
There is gold at the end of the rainbow for you..

Take pride in your colors
Let them shine through
There is gold at the end of the rainbow for you...

Rainbow Boy

There was a time I thought my little songs could actually "change the world"; that perhaps music could make us all more kind, compassionate, tolerant, empathic, less violent, less greedy, or at a minimum, happier. 

I have always hoped we could navigate our differences with words rather than weapons and that humanity could as a whole, truly practice reverence for the planet and all the living creatures who share it with us. 

But, I see now how absolutely naive I was. The despair, suffering, destruction, and apathy that continues now, many years after I wrote this song, has not changed. Some things, are better but many things, are not; however, I remain hopeful that humanity will eventually work things out and I, in any way that I can, will keep trying to make things better. And so I decided, I would finish producing this song and include it in my first album; an album which on many days might be the continuation of a journey, or on other days, the end of a journey.

Track 5 from my album. I hope you enjoy it.

© 2024 Lyrics, Music, Content By Brenda Doss

I should be happy  
With all of my life
I should be satisfied 
But I’m not
Why do I carry 
The weight of the world on my back
Why should I care
When no one else does

I am a slave 
To the thoughts that I have
I need to change the world
With these tired hands 
Don’t turn me off 
Don’t turn me down
Don’t shut me in 
Don’t throw me out
And I might go crazy
But you might come around
       
At the back door 
You will find me
And I might never leave
At the back door 
You will find me
These tired hands are bleeding
 
Should I worry
If it all goes to hell
Can I live my life in apathy
Like everybody else
Why am I here 
What can I change
These reckless times  
I’m not to blame
Isn’t anybody out there
Isn’t anyone afraid

At the back door 
You will find me
And I might never leave
At the back door 
You will find me
Begging on my knees
At the back door 
You will find me
These tired hands are bleeding

I’m your disease
I’m  your despair
I’m like a flea
I’m in your hair
I’m breeding in your conscience
When you don’t want me there

At the back door 
You will find me
And I might never leave
At the back door 
You will find me
Begging on my knees
At the back door 
You will find me
A wounded heart grieves
At the back door 
You will find me yeah yeah yeah

At the back door 
You will find me
And I might never leave
At the back door 
You will find me
Cause I'm begging on my knees
At the back door 
You will find me
A wounded heart grieves
At the back door 
You will find me
These tired hands are reaching

Debut

Back Door

I'm sick of what's going on in the world. Of course, I'm watching it closely, I read the newspapers. So it's not just someone else's problem. But thanks to those who are trying not to solve it, "peace" won't come back.
　I turned up the volume on my music. I'm not going to stop it. I'm going to believe in something called the butterfly effect.

ON/OFF Turn up the volume (308)

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It's your turn

I wrote this forty years ago as part of the "Scenes of St. Francis" small-town song anthology and thought it might be fun to post as fall is winding down but before the Christmas season gets into full swing.  St. Francis, Kansas is a little prairie town nestled in a shallow river valley and has an abundance of trees, mostly cottonwoods, but a few hardwoods that stand out especially in the fall. And with the trees was an abundance of squirrels always playing chase or hide and seek when they weren't getting into mischief.  They needed a song, and with my daughters being so young, I wanted to make it in the form of a children's song that they could sing along to.  As adult women, they still like to sing along when they hear it which is a good thing since my own singing voice has largely depleted with age.  But it is a nice reminder that once upon a time I could sing:) Rescued and remixed from an old but faithful cassette tape.

Squirrel Song lyrics:
Hop, skip, and jump, and away they go,
Haven't got a care in the world.
Playing hide and seek 'round an old tree trunk,
I'm talking 'bout my friend the squirrel.

Gathering nuts is a way of life,
But even they know when to play,
And though winter's coming before too long,
They still live life day by day.
Chorus:
Just let their antics entertain you,
From a high-wire act to a tree-top stunt or two,
There's not a dull moment when you see them around,
There's fun wherever they're found.

Instrumental hums then repeat chorus

Hop, skip, and jump, and away they go,
They have something we need to learn;
That a happy life is made of work and play
When each one gets a turn.

Squirrel Song (from Scenes of St. Francis)

🔮New album: https://ariad.bandcamp.com/album/soul-pulse 
🪬Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b8ewhX5jr_w 
🩸Learn more: https://ariad-music.com/musique/soul-pulse/

I am glad to finally present my new album SOUL PULSE. It contains 12 original tracks + 3 bonus. I hope you will enjoy this new musical trip. This time, I worked with singing bowls, tongue drums, custom percussions and electronics. This track is the first one, it is based on a tongue drums improvisation and then I added some electronics. Please enjoy!

Soul Pulse

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(Verse 1)
In a crowded room of hollow smiles, I lose my voice behind the cheers,
Trading truth for comfort, I’ve been hiding all these years.
I once believed that kindness meant I had to bend and sway,
But I’m done with that illusion, I’m done being led astray.

(Pre-Chorus)
It’s time to break the pattern, watch these chains unwind,
Stand up in my own shadow, leave the old me far behind.
A quiet whisper rises, turning to a mighty roar,
I’ll light a spark inside me that burns forevermore.

(Chorus)
No more stepping back, no more giving in,
I’ll raise my voice tonight and let the truth begin.
I won’t be your echo, I won’t dance on your string,
I’m done with pleasing everyone, I’m done with everything.
So sing it with me, shout it out loud—
This is my time, I’m standing proud.

(Verse 2)
I held my breath to keep the peace, afraid to rock the boat,
But holding all that silence left a knot inside my throat.
I’m finding strength in honesty, a power in the “no,”
I’ll shape my own tomorrow, wherever I may go.

(Pre-Chorus)
There’s beauty in this breaking, in walls I tear apart,
A promise in each boundary drawn straight from my heart.
The more I learn to speak out, the clearer I can see,
I’m not the sum of others’ wants—I’m who I choose to be.

(Chorus)
No more stepping back, no more giving in,
I’ll raise my voice tonight and let the truth begin.
I won’t be your echo, I won’t dance on your string,
I’m done with pleasing everyone, I’m done with everything.
So sing it with me, shout it out loud—
This is my time, I’m standing proud.

[Bridge - Instrumental / Soft Build]
(Whispered) No more silence… no more fear…
(Gradually louder) My soul is waking… it’s all so clear…

(Chorus - Stronger)
No more stepping back, no more giving in,
I’ll raise my voice tonight and let the truth begin.
I won’t be your echo, I won’t dance on your string,
I’m done with pleasing everyone, I’m done with everything.
So sing it with me, shout it out loud—
This is my time, I’m standing proud.

(Outro)
This is my voice, my love, my right to choose,
No longer chained, I’ve got nothing left to lose.
I’m done with bending, done with playing along,
I’m finding my freedom, I’m claiming my song.

Unmasking the Illusion

I am happily connected to my Inner Child.

It took her awhile to get through xxx

True To You

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FIT IT AS A FEAT in a SONG... LYRICS are Here Below to Help You Choice Words & Phrases.
DOWNLOAD are FREE &it's in Wave, if You Want MP3, ask me. 
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LYRICS
No turning back 
Lets' go ahead
Moving Forward for Brighter Future
Lets' go ahead
Moving Forward for Brighter Future

Many things got to change
Life needs a better balance
to avoid decadence 
World needs a second chance

No turning back 
Lets' go ahead
Moving Forward for Brighter Future


No want no more sorrows
want a better tomorrow
No want no more pain
want a better to day

No turning back 
Lets' go ahead
Moving Forward for Brighter Future

Forward for Brighter Future
Lets' go ahead

Many things got to change
Life needs a better balance
to avoid decadence 
World needs a second chance
needs a second chance

No want no more sorrows
want a better tomorrow
No want no more pain
want a better to day

No turning back 
Lets' go ahead
Moving Forward for Brighter Future

No turning back 
Lets' go ahead
Moving Forward for Brighter Future

New Roses (wt Synline)

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