Hi Folks.
Fresh spring flu clawed me a bit and I fell behind on my music things. But finally that is over. I had some time and finished a tune that I started before my little dance with with virus. Tune might feel like a political, but I assure you that was not the intention smile Because I started and finished it weeks apart, it might sound a bit weird. Critical comments are ALWAYS welcomed. Thank you for listening.
Misha.


Cabin Fever Dreams



Lyrics:

He is circling muddy waters like hungry shark
Chopping love in a bowl like a fresh garden salad
Multiplying sorrows just to leave a mark
polished name on a dusty ballot..

Deaf to hear a cry, weak to open window
Like a broken record keep repeating....
As an ancient gladiator keep on wrestling this time
Wrestling the time.

You can be light bulb filament, deprived of sensation
You can be slimy slug crawling slow in another dimension
You can hit hard with might of sledge hammer
Or you might find new rabbit holes in old dilemmas

Drawing sketch of life, running out of happy paint
Just some grey hues of morning remains on palette
and that plain air color of dew...
I am like lonely tree standing and waiting for you

And you are jumping like caged baboon
trying to get a piece of sugar moon
diving deep in the slush of marshes
getting warmth like mice in ashes

Fly your dream as kite
Before thunder brings the rain
while you still can feel the pain
while you still can fill the empty space in your heart
with light.

Things used:
BIAB:
Guitar: 380 Acoustic rhythm
Guitar: 845
Guitar: 1571
Guitar: 896 12string
Bass : 1769
Horn Section: 2347
Synths of Halion Sonic. Recorded and mixed on Cakewalk.