As if I was a tree,
And would stand in the woods,
Taking the rain and the snow.
As if I was a tree,
Standing in the field,
Looking at the eternal movement of the clouds.
As if I was,
as if ...
As if I was a tree,
And would stand in the woods,
Taking the rain and the snow.
As if I was a tree,
Standing in the field,
Looking at the eternal movement of the clouds.
As if I was,
as if ...
As if I was a tree,
And would stand in the woods,
Taking the rain and the snow.
As if I was a tree,
Standing in the field,
Looking at the eternal movement of the clouds.
As if I was,
as if ...
As if I was a tree,
And would stand in the woods,
Taking the rain and the snow.
As if I was a tree,
Standing in the field,
Looking at the eternal movement of the clouds.
As if I was,
as if ...
As if I was a tree,
And would stand in the woods,
Taking the rain and the snow.
As if I was a tree,
Standing in the field,
Looking at the eternal movement of the clouds.
As if I was,
as if ...
Who to believe? relatives, who drop out over time? loved ones, that dissolve in the night? yourself one, without being sure of anything? to a stranger who disappears at the same moment? Perhaps the question itself is not correct.
Just right for this time of the morning......ahhhh children you've gotta love them even at 4 in the morning .....I do believe your playing is relaxing him and me ....thank you ....I'm now going to disappear ......
Who to believe? relatives, who drop out over time? loved ones, that dissolve in the night? yourself one, without being sure of anything? to a stranger who disappears at the same moment? Perhaps the question itself is not correct.
Who to believe? relatives, who drop out over time? loved ones, that dissolve in the night? yourself one, without being sure of anything? to a stranger who disappears at the same moment? Perhaps the question itself is not correct.
Who to believe? relatives, who drop out over time? loved ones, that dissolve in the night? yourself one, without being sure of anything? to a stranger who disappears at the same moment? Perhaps the question itself is not correct.
Who to believe? relatives, who drop out over time? loved ones, that dissolve in the night? yourself one, without being sure of anything? to a stranger who disappears at the same moment? Perhaps the question itself is not correct.
A short improvisation inspired by A Midsummer Night's Dream
"If we shadows have offended,
Think but this, and all is mended,
That you have but slumber'd here
While these visions did appear."
- William Shakespeare
To Eliza...
Igor sent me over this excellent Guitar track and Tiny was created.....Thanks Igor
Tiny (Lyrics)
Tiny was a lonely man, who drifted slowly through his life
with everything piled up inside his mind, like a layer ice below new snow
he couldn…
Well that didn't last long Reg felt something wrong so he's moving on to pastures new..........it got Reg feeling Jazzy......
Time to go (Lyrics)
Theres something in your smile that tells me its time for me to go
when i ask if everything is ok…
I went over to Reg's place the other day and he sort of scared me. He was out on his deck, pitching butts and spilling gin that he couldn't afford. He was a mess and had a crazed look in his eyes. I could tell he was ruminating again about…
I went over to Reg's place the other day and he sort of scared me. He was out on his deck, pitching butts and spilling gin that he couldn't afford. He was a mess and had a crazed look in his eyes. I could tell he was ruminating again about…
...and that the business is? Yeah! - and what's he building in there? ...what was built, finally? Knock-knocking, what they do - it is unclear. We have a rights to know! ;-)
Instead of being someone else:
Today, we're dreamers
And tomorrow, too.
We men, who sang, and played and lived by it.
All the time, lived it.
Well, don't we all fools,
Someone else's tools?
I like the vocals,
I like the organ grinder,
In a red velvet jacket,
Smoked.
I don't understand what it was about,
But it doesn't matter
Emotions speaks for themselves.
~
Gene has woven his magic again around the music for this cover by Boston...and also done a hell of job on the mix too..Thanks Gene for letting me play....hope you enjoy
Comments on igor's stuff
interesting,,, i hear a lot of depth between the notes,,
Absolutely, stunning!
Excelent as always ....Thank you.....
That's a bit special
wow
Absolutely gorgeous!
Beautiful.....
Definitely sooths the soul, keep it up! i love it
~ it drifts along, so slow like snow dissolves ~ following Trev
Nice one mate
Absolutely wonderful!!!!
excellent,, well if your a tree ok,,, but perhaps your a tree near the circus,, there's something so carnival about this,, love it r
...excellent as always......I've always wondered who takes the snow and rain away and now I know It's trees who take it....off course ......
Fits perfectly the description. Or is it the other way around...
Just right for this time of the morning......ahhhh children you've gotta love them even at 4 in the morning .....I do believe your playing is relaxing him and me ....thank you ....I'm now going to disappear ......
So perfect!
Fabulous performance. Браво Бис - I do hope that's right :)
...'sounds good as always, friend! Thanks for listening. :)
Simply Gorgeous!
very beautiful my friend,,, i close my eyes and i can be at the keyboard with you,,,lovely notes that drip through time
Comments made by igor
~Bless the Roaring Bear~
Thank you everybody who listened. To Greg: this is Sitar tone, here i use Jupiter 80 and Integra 7, in chain.
...The course of true love...
~ it drifts along, so slow like snow dissolves ~ following Trev
O! ~ life drifts along, so slow like snow dissolves ... of that day ahead ~
Isn't this renaissance chateau, under the arches of which I walked, once...
He told he wanna disappear before it turns (off?) He told "I gotta get it gone" I know he was wrong, I thought I knew... ... Blues, All blues
...he has got his Baton back, stepped out to lights, dimmed........in an empty room, without an audience, he could afford everything, but...
~in doodling we trust~
~elf dance~
He tells a story that begins in the distance, then approaching and passing by, and again... ~Music is to live~
this is awesome, just awesome!
...and that the business is? Yeah! - and what's he building in there? ...what was built, finally? Knock-knocking, what they do - it is unclear. We have a rights to know! ;-)
Snow falls so, quietly begins and ends quietly, too.
Instead of being someone else: Today, we're dreamers And tomorrow, too. We men, who sang, and played and lived by it. All the time, lived it. Well, don't we all fools, Someone else's tools?
Brilliant::..
Hello, friend. Long time no see, right? Here you finally came, My lovely And long-awaiting Headache. I'm falling slowly down... ~where was the love?~
I like the vocals, I like the organ grinder, In a red velvet jacket, Smoked. I don't understand what it was about, But it doesn't matter Emotions speaks for themselves. ~
Well, let me stay with More Than a Feeling, though.
An emaciated dude; rock music swaying, going away...