grandillusion

Hello all. Just stumbled across Music Banter and it seems like a wonderful tool, don't know why I'm just finding out about it! Anywho, my partner and I just finished our website for various forms of art. We started with our own music, but we now have poetry, photography, design, etc. from a few different people. If this sounds interesting to you, please take a look at the URL in my profile (tried to put the link here but I can't yet)

My band's first album (The Valley) is in re-mastering right now, but my experimental EP Solomon's Garden is there and you can check that out too.

Create on,
Michael

P.S. here's a song in the meantime. I write concept albums. This album (The Valley) is about a seemingly power-hungry king, but then we go back in time to his life and find out what has made him the person he is, including love issues, the suicide of his father, his mother's resulting struggle, and his own shifting perspective on the world.

(It's all very personal)

This one is about my sister's struggle with depression

Lady Colored Black

Daze go on,
I can not find my way tonight
It's beautiful
Where eyes will meet under the streetlights
Heard you call and no one answered
Lady, she could see,
But lady just wants to be blind

Baby, don't you cry
Have you seen your ghost?
Somewhere that I can't see,
You are not my friend here
But time will surely bring us down

Baby it's the life that has taken me
But it's my place to hide
Oh, block your eyes
Don't it hurt to drink the sun?
Beating through the voices in your brain,
Driving you insane

Daze go on,
I can not find my way tonight
It's beautiful
Where eyes will meet under the streetlights
Heard you call and no one answered
Cause nobody could see
The shade of her voice in the night

And it's hard
To say hello to stranger ghosts
And to love;
A miser has hurt to be so simple

But the world went still
And the eyes were forming dust
Into mirrors on the street
And if you touch, they'll break a thousand ways
Lady came and touched the silence her window
Shed the fog, then she broke down
Cause she was dust,
And the eyes were in her mirror
And the world was her creation

Lady calls
Ain't no worries hiding dust
It's beautiful
What eyes can meet while you're unconscious
Heard you call
And no one answered
Cause nobody could see,
When nobody sees you again

Got nowhere to run
And couldn't be held high enough
So away she crawls
But no escape has been so simple
It went on for days
But it was only just a dream
And she surely woke to find
Her life was made of golden bureaus

Or was that the dream?
And again she woke this time to a blackened life
Only time could be so simple
Only time could be so simple