364th 2HourTrackSundays Event (2HTS364)
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The participants have two hours to make a song and additional 15 minutes are granted for mastering and uploading. The chat happens on Discord. See the attachment for this week's theme video!
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My mind was set on lo-fi for this theme, but i wanted to do it, with mysterious samples. It then evolved to another beat-tape of sorts. Can you believe i've uploaded 5 on 2hts? Wooow....
Anyways, have fun!
read my hand oh fortune teller
tell me there is something better
i cannot wait anymore
i don`t know what i`m looking
maybe you can help me find
a better reason for this life
Life is on hold
For the future foretold
And as I grow old,
I fear that my time's coming to an end
As I know
That my light's losing it's glow,
But I won't let all this go,
As fortune favors me like a good friend
There's ghost inside of me,
That screams as I sit idly.
It just won't let me be
When I just wanna live free
Take a look at this,
A life devoid of bliss
And I'm scared of running out of time
As I'm feeling breathless
Take another look as I'm shook
And I don't know where I wanna go
Any time in my mind as I find the flow
It's lost in many ways to the days and it pays to be to and fro
Like a shadow drifting through the door
I don't wanna be here, anymore
Why will no one see what all this does to me?
Life is on hold
For the future foretold
And as I grow old,
I fear that my time's coming to an end
As I know
That my light's losing it's glow,
But I won't let all this go,
As fortune favors me like a good friend
Tune means money in french slang
live drums this week x
Dingy storefront
Bad part of town
beaded curtain
faux Romani gown
peddling lies
discounted price
an angry spouse
a fateful surprise
bet she didn't see that comin'
a faithful husband whose wife just left him
bet she didn't see that comin'
there in the rain
holding a gun
a bad cold read
misread the signs
a couples' marriage
falsely maligned
filled the wife's head
with doubt and dismay
now the husband's here
to make her pay
bet she didn't see that comin'
a faithful husband whose wife just left him
bet she didn't see that comin'
there in the rain
holding a gun
Its written in the birds
From what pray tell may
Eagles Divine? Go get the Egyptian
Pose him this task, Id rather not see
Entrails today
but death we will have either way
What whispers the trees my friend
How may we live another day?
Haruspicy, so brutal but these
Glimpses arent cheap, The gods they do
signal in the trees, wings from heaven
May speak with ease
to Romulus and Remus
On this hill today
death we will have either way
We listen to the trees speak again
How may we live another day?