New song. Easlern on lead vocal, ibleedburgundy on drums. Good job guys.
I'm working first on the vocals. Are the lead and harmony vox at the right level, blended?
All comments welcome!
Latest Mix:
Crop Circles_Ray Taylor_Mix 7.mp3 - Google Drive
Crop Circles
Words and music by Ray Taylor, 2016
Into the heart of stone
There’s a stone left to turn
There are no laws tonight but the law of life
Passion sparks and burns
In all very simple things
These fields are dark and wide
Draw us to the other side
Then we touch and fall entwined
We are young
We are young
And we touch and fall entwined
Across the sky
Speed of light
A spark lights up the land
And falls upon the planet face
And everywhere a trace
In every field
On every face
A design
And the seed you carry now
Yours and mine
And the seed you carry now
And the skill of my hands
The work of my mind
The skipping heart, the smile
These things belong to you
While I am
And maybe we are
And maybe we shall be
Into these fields
Trampled down by frost
We watch the sky with every lover’s eye
This child we made
A thought engraved
Into the great design
And for all the world a sign
We were here
We were here
We were here
And for all the world a sign
I'm working first on the vocals. Are the lead and harmony vox at the right level, blended?
All comments welcome!
Latest Mix:
Crop Circles_Ray Taylor_Mix 7.mp3 - Google Drive
Crop Circles
Words and music by Ray Taylor, 2016
Into the heart of stone
There’s a stone left to turn
There are no laws tonight but the law of life
Passion sparks and burns
In all very simple things
These fields are dark and wide
Draw us to the other side
Then we touch and fall entwined
We are young
We are young
And we touch and fall entwined
Across the sky
Speed of light
A spark lights up the land
And falls upon the planet face
And everywhere a trace
In every field
On every face
A design
And the seed you carry now
Yours and mine
And the seed you carry now
And the skill of my hands
The work of my mind
The skipping heart, the smile
These things belong to you
While I am
And maybe we are
And maybe we shall be
Into these fields
Trampled down by frost
We watch the sky with every lover’s eye
This child we made
A thought engraved
Into the great design
And for all the world a sign
We were here
We were here
We were here
And for all the world a sign
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