Lyrics O preto virou a única cor existente, Mesmo com o arco-íris no céu ainda presente. Continuo andando pelas ruas cinzas e nebulosas, Vendo roseiras só com espinhos, sem nenhuma rosa. Luto constantemente contra o luto, Esse luto que…

Lyrics Eu estive procurando meu lugar no mundo. Procurei em todos os lugares existentes. Não encontrei, nem por um único segundo, Mas pensei que poderia estar um pouco mais à frente. Tentei me encaixar, me rotular e me resumir; Tentei…

Lyrics Encontrei mais do que eu procurava, Andei por onde a vida me levou, E, ao mesmo tempo, eu não procurava nada. Mas mesmo assim, até mim tu chegou. O escuro se iluminou para mim, Algo que jamais imaginei. Fui em sua direção, encontrar…

andean flute, delayed guitars

You put the pedal to the metal So we could drown the noises out Running from the city Escaping from the crowds To a little piece of nowhere To pick the pieces up So we can put 'em back together So we can prove we are enough Flip the…

Rain for now Sunshine catches in the clouds Stay for now Good things catching in my mind Cast like a thread Snagged on the end Pulling me out of this shit Like a thread that snags and intertwines Pulling me out Pulling me down…

gah, I rendered this wrong, but it takes forever to do, I'm not going to do it again. Imagine a longer pad leading into the intro 😂

Testing out some options for generating some nice drones with a four-string electric bass. Processing by Drolo Molecular Disruptor (envoloop reverb) and Pladask Fabrikat.

composed with loops from Steve Tibbetts' Friendly Fire package

Hello, Are You There To share the love We have found

She's got a laugh like summer skies Eyes that shine like fireflies Her heart beats in a world of gold She's the one I’ll never let go Take care of my baby when I'm gone Hold her close when the nights are long Promise me you'll treat her…

When the sky turns gray and the winds run wild And the weight of the world feels like a lonesome child Keep your eyes on the road there's a path to trace There's always a solution for the things we face Lift your head up high let the light…

Sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning And you think I'm not going to make it But you laugh inside Remembering all the times you've felt that way 'Cause you'll be fine You'll be fine You'll be fine You'll be fine And sometimes…

Spinning like the wheel Painted on the temple Does the wheel turn slowly Or is it me that moves? I can count the hours And I can name the prophets Kept like silver spoons Struck like wooden matches Should I call it sleep or divine…

Latest iteration, trying to corral the trumpets! This tune is for a buddy who is old enough to know better but bought himself a three-wheeler anyway. I thought he needed a road song!