Tack on the soles of our two shoes,
Walk until we can find the dam.
And if the water is shallow enough,
Maybe you wouldnt mind wading in.
Waist deep, and it's getting cold,
Still you refuse to go home.
You're convinced that I want to stay…
I've been growing out my beard,
'It's full of shame, and just an ounce of fear
I've been reworking my hands
Into something strong, once again
For I was caught in a firestorm
In my soul, in my heavy heart
A voice pulled me from the dark,
Who…
You are the setting sun,
Once you've left and gone, it's like I'm waiting to be found.
You are an open book,
In another language, time well stood.
I would be your sinking ship,
You, with your captain's cap.
You, could lead us down into…
A little sick; but couldn't resist.
Lyrics:
The lighthouse is still: calling me out to play.
I know we flipped the covers, but still I can feel the waves
The glass in the mirror, wont mean a thing till the wind sings along.
I have no…
A little sick; but couldn't resist.
Lyrics:
The lighthouse is still: calling me out to play.
I know we flipped the covers, but still I can feel the waves
The glass in the mirror, wont mean a thing till the wind sings along.
I have no…
Tack on the soles of our two shoes,
Walk until we can find the dam.
And if the water is shallow enough,
Maybe you wouldnt mind wading in.
Waist deep, and it's getting cold,
Still you refuse to go home.
You're convinced that I want to stay…
Back the car, down the boulevard
Right up on the beach
And when the sea, comes crashing in
You, won't hear a thing
There's dreams, painted above the waves
And their caps at your feet
With light-house on point, fisherman beyond
Blue and…
Tack on the soles of our two shoes,
Walk until we can find the dam.
And if the water is shallow enough,
Maybe you wouldnt mind wading in.
Waist deep, and it's getting cold,
Still you refuse to go home.
You're convinced that I want to stay…
Tack on the soles of our two shoes,
Walk until we can find the dam.
And if the water is shallow enough,
Maybe you wouldnt mind wading in.
Waist deep, and it's getting cold,
Still you refuse to go home.
You're convinced that I want to stay…
Tack on the soles of our two shoes,
Walk until we can find the dam.
And if the water is shallow enough,
Maybe you wouldnt mind wading in.
Waist deep, and it's getting cold,
Still you refuse to go home.
You're convinced that I want to stay…
Don't cut my roots of at the heel,
Cause I'm attached to you and your bark.
Sand is just giant stones, I've worn down,
Mountains torn apart.
Follow me, Follow me, Follow me
Follow me, Follow me, Follow me
What is there in emptiness,
If…
A little work in progress here : written with a friend as a female/male duet.
Ill cut off my hair
And trim down my nails
Set out to sea
Then let down my sails
Mistake me for a man
You wouldn't be the first
You can't have my best
Without getting…
The cupboards, of this old house
Don't close like they used to
And your mother, is just as old now
Wouldn't you say
The lanterns, you hung in your teeth when you were young,
Still light up the room
Yeah it's true,
If anything is true
I wish…
The cupboards, of this old house
Don't close like they used to
And your mother, is just as old now
Wouldn't you say
The lanterns, you hung in your teeth when you were young,
Still light up the room
Yeah it's true,
If anything is true
I wish…
The cupboards, of this old house
Don't close like they used to
And your mother, is just as old now
Wouldn't you say
The lanterns, you hung in your teeth when you were young,
Still light up the room
Yeah it's true,
If anything is true
I wish…
I've been growing out my beard,
'It's full of shame, and just an ounce of fear
I've been reworking my hands
Into something strong, once again
For I was caught in a firestorm
In my soul, in my heavy heart
A voice pulled me from the dark,
Who…
A little work in progress here : written with a friend as a female/male duet.
Ill cut off my hair
And trim down my nails
Set out to sea
Then let down my sails
Mistake me for a man
You wouldn't be the first
You can't have my best
Without getting…
A little work in progress here : written with a friend as a female/male duet.
Ill cut off my hair
And trim down my nails
Set out to sea
Then let down my sails
Mistake me for a man
You wouldn't be the first
You can't have my best
Without getting…
A little work in progress here : written with a friend as a female/male duet.
Ill cut off my hair
And trim down my nails
Set out to sea
Then let down my sails
Mistake me for a man
You wouldn't be the first
You can't have my best
Without getting…
I am a man, of means,
I mean I hide behind my strongest teeth.
White Ivories, white ivory.
I tread on hollow ground,
Broken glass, and longer ways down.
Than metaphors, engulfing me
I stare up at night,
Wonder who else might feel such a fright…
Another collab with Jip, with me adding the vibes, pad of the orient, flute and vocals.
From the original da da da da das before I came up with any lyrics, I wasn't happy with any of the melodies. This is the result of me getting bored with…
I got me a new mic and a pre-amp and I picked up the Jumbo Eko (I'll do this again when my fingertips have recovered). I tried to do finger picking when I was a teen, but didn't pursue it as it seemed like too much hard work at the time. Today…
Here we go.
This one started out one morning several weeks ago when the sun was still shining...
If it's as wet and dark as it is here, just close your eyes, I'm sure you can imagine it if you try hard enough...
Lollies, chips, and beer…
Very very cool instrumentation! I'm a sucker for water imagery as well, but love the references to current things (though James already said it). Awesome job.
Oh,
Iron jaws, wrapped around my legs,
Try to gnaw, but why would I want to.
Why would I want to.
Oh,
Fresh cut gauze, soaking lips,
Trying not to fall, but why would I want to.
Why would I want to.
Silent pines, know my name
Even…
So, I'll drink up, beautiful,
I'll leave bottles, up and down the coast,
When I get to that light house,
I'll burn it down, and laugh.
Skeletons rise up to meet me,
In a place where the waves touch the beach,
And hollowed bones, broken…
Comments on Will Stelter's stuff
hi its haley
This is really well written and well played. Sing songy and great vocal work. Beautiful.
Nice song!
Glad you couldn't resist. Love it.
Great tune.
Gonna stream you and let it wash over me. This shouldn't be free - thanks for sharing.
This music started playing from my pc...it took me ages to identify the source. Wow. Love your stuff. I'm a fan.
Beautiful song.......
Fave from the start. Gorgeous sound. Just noticed that I love how you always seem to get "movement" out of slow songs.
well done.
Lovely song!
Magnificent stuff. Wonderful stuff.
mmm such a lovely tune
this ,,quietly, thoughtfully, dances through ,, my soul,, very beautiful,, and yes indeed i would say,,, happy holidays r
Wil . . . You have something special going on here.
Nice job on the poetry, and very interesting music.
Beautiful Song! This is just a GREAT REFRESHING SOUND.
Very refreshing.
I love this, Will :)
One of my favorites. Thanks for sharing!
Comments made by Will Stelter
Love the layering of voices! And when the drums come in, perfect.
Very nice to listen to! Love the harmonies when they come in.
Love the clean guitar! Awesome.
Very very cool instrumentation! I'm a sucker for water imagery as well, but love the references to current things (though James already said it). Awesome job.
Thank you all so much for the kind words! And comparisons to some awesome artists! Andrew - Good to hear I've gained another fan! :)
Hey, thanks for the kind words. Took your suggestion, Andrew, and added a little on the end.