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Didn't know about it
Haven't expected these outcomes

Didn't know about it
Haven't expected these outcomes

Didn't know about it
Haven't expected these outcomes...
Another spontaneous song out of nowhere.
silvervi Jan 17
I'm just gonna-gonna do my best
**** the rest
I'm just gonna-gonna do my best
**** the rest
I'm just gonna-gonna do my best
**** the rest
I'm just gonna-gonna do my best
**** the rest...
A little song that came to my mind spontaneously today. It has a funny and quick melody. Encouraging and motivating ;)
silvervi Jan 14
Feelings of loneliness coming to tears
I disappear, you disappear

Feelings of loneliness coming to tears
I disappear, you disappear

Feelings of loneliness coming to tears
I disappear, you disappear...
A song I sang suddenly today.
silvervi Jan 10
We rise and we fall
Together it's all
That matters to me
I want to be free

We rise and we fall
Together it's all
That matters to me
I want to be free

We rise and we fall
Together it's all
That matters to me
I want to be free...
A spontaneous song I sang this morning. ✨
silvervi Jan 9
We are very quick and understanding
For each other's happy ending,

We are very quick and understanding
For each other's happy ending,

We are very quick and understanding
For each other's happy ending...
Another song I sang out of the blue... 💙
The melody is pretty allegro.
Madeon Dec 2024
About an abandoned city,
where the wind is the only inhabitant,
knocking on windows and singing
through the empty streets.
Zywa Dec 2024
We sing and that's how

we make a very good time --


out of the waiting.
Collection "Local interest"
Zywa Nov 2024
I sing, cautiously,

just to myself, still without --


anyone hearing.
Composition "Sonatine" in e-moll, for piano (1905, Max Reger, opus 89, no. 1) first part: Allegro moderato e con espressione, performed by Cor van Wageningen in the Organpark on November 2nd, 2024

Collection "org anp ARK" #37
Vanity lights.
Production sets.
Heat on high.
Dim lit.
Fame is all in your head.

Truffles in the air.
Wine stained carpets.
Knife over the bed.
Lipstick bruises.
The low numbers aren't fair.

A throbbing migraine or two.
Smoke envelopes the halls.
Hushhh, play another lullaby.
Of course not all dreams come true.
There'll always be a new one, more than you.
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