Play through a recent song I made and then just vibing.
Song lyrics:
Hey there My little bird
That would land
On the window
On a rosewood hill
Would you fly in again Teach me to sing
Lend me some of your skill
The sky is never as rosy
When I forget your tune
So come back its cozy
I hope to see you before June
O fly on back to me, o fly on back to me
Fly on back to me
Fetch me a rose from the blue mystery
You are a wonder
A lesson
A cause
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LOL. Recorded this yesterday. Shoulda made my shitty guitar jam background music quieter.
The title is essential the topic sequence. Yeeha.
I dunno if I’m gonna be able to make another today. So, this may be all I have to offer till tommorow.
Yardwork, plumbing woes, and more yardwork.
BIG MOFOING UFOS – https://mysteriousuniverse.org/2020/04/giant-sized-ufos-in-the-skies/
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California is on lockdown.
Soak up the sun, stock up, before the soccer moms take over your town.
In Order of Appearance
Wild Boar
Wild Douche
Wild Truck That’s Stuck
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Apologies for the strained vocals. I’m not a natural singer and it takes some serious concentration to do the dirty deed. As such it does come out a tad eh…
I’ve no need for apathy
For I’m in love with light
Among
Branches of a tree
and how…
That dancing symmetry
On wings of evenings breeze
With such delightful ease
Is carried as a prayer
To heaven
Which is not so very far
From where you are
When only you
Deign recall the difference
Between great and small
Is not a difference
At all
ouh! ouh! Ouh x 2
I merge into the blue
Into the grand cascade
Here within this glade
The silvery tongues they sing to me
Lilting calling melody
A prosody
A novel in each crisp
Snapping of a branch
Though a chill rain it does drench
I love this place
I need this place
I will forever
Retrace the ever
Onward
One word
Delight, Delight
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