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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…
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I learned to whistle I learned to walk I made it rustle I saw a fox I walked through thistle I slept on moss There was no water That I couldn’t cross I made a skiffle I drowned a rock I did not blunder I didn’t talk…
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There’s this tiny monastery round the corner from my house I see the monks out walking, pulling weeds, and carting out the trash I see them at the Exxon buying cokes and magazines Their orange robes flow in the breeze as people fill their cars…
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What did I get? What did I get? Just a slap on the wrist for 10 minutes late When I'm at the gate pleading my case The big man leans over and gives me a wink Time it builds up like pieces of cake Too big for my britches and all out of…
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I went down to old fort worth in 18 and 83 when a Mexican cowboy come stepping up to me he said how are you young fella how would you like to go and spend the season working in the hills of Mexico well having no employment back to him…
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channeling my inner Daniel Lanois here
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Baby Willow Somewhere, something has turned a wing and left a branch dancing grey days, grassways there's a stowaway seed in the cuff of my jeans baby willow it's the only place you'll ever know blue vein in my head gets the blood…
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A cover of Working Hands by Tom Eisenbraun from his 2014 album "Radio Ghost"
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I saw jack-in-the-pulpit and I knew I belonged And I felt every sermon and I held every song O The trees creaked and shifted as they turned and dropped their leaves And I pulled an empty bottle and I held it to the breeze. Oh this one life…
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EMPTINESS It seems to be very difficult for people to be critical of the culture in which they are enmeshed within. There are all sorts of mechanisms that dominant cultures use to further socialize and entrench us: patriotism /// nationalism…
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I took a wav file of a UDIO creation and uploaded it into ChatGPT and used the following prompts please rearrange this wav file with 3 second length markov chains and provide the output. In addition randomly reverse the 3 second sections…
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I was in deep at second, my heels in the outfield - full count No one left out on the bases, familiar faces, the heat breaks a cloud Hands red from the clay dirt as I held up my glove to my faaaaaaace It smells just the way I remember, the…
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I wish I was the moon in the sky O I wish I was the moon in the sky If I's the moon in the sky I'd be floating in your eye Wish I was the moon in the sky I wish I was the song on your lips O I wish I was the song on your lips If I's…
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It's very late and I decided to mess with some ambient guitar sounds. Now I'm ready for a nice dream.
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Another Track after a fairly long creative block. Also my Laptop with EndeavourOS crashed unbootable and I was not able to fix it. So i reinstalled and I am now trying to work mainly in Bitwig and try to install as few PlugIns as possible. So…
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