Tango On The Edge Of The World (original song)
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"Tango on The Edge of The World" is definitely one of the most challenging songs I've composed so far.It's on my new album available at http://www.ThomasZwijsen.com
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Maggie Cassidy - D.E.A.D!
'D.E.A.D!', the new single from Maggie Cassidy.Join CLUB CASSIDY: Website: https://www.whoismaggiecassidy.com Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/whoismaggiec... Twitter: https://twitter.com/whoismaggiec Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/whoismaggie.// Lyrics // Tell me why this isn’t easy? Tell me why this isn’t fun? Just keep your heads down and they’ll feed you the noise. (Sign on) Why do we pay for a hollow joy? Why do we stick to screens and destroy? Dead! (I’m dead!) This is life locked in my head, This is the existential dread, I’m dreaming. Dead! (I’m dead!) I think this has to be the end, Done with pressure, Done with friends, I’m screaming.
Breathe - Original Piano Composition
Perhaps the relentless, repetitive melody and rhythms of the hands remind me of a frantic mind and the need to stop and observe when we are quickening our breath, when it is shallow and tight, to then let go and remember to breathe deeply and with ease - Breathe like a tortoise and live for 400 years, maybe
Maggie Cassidy - D.E.A.D!
'D.E.A.D!', the new single from Maggie Cassidy.Join CLUB CASSIDY: Website: https://www.whoismaggiecassidy.com Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/whoismaggiec... Twitter: https://twitter.com/whoismaggiec Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/whoismaggie.// Lyrics // Tell me why this isn’t easy? Tell me why this isn’t fun? Just keep your heads down and they’ll feed you the noise. (Sign on) Why do we pay for a hollow joy? Why do we stick to screens and destroy? Dead! (I’m dead!) This is life locked in my head, This is the existential dread, I’m dreaming. Dead! (I’m dead!) I think this has to be the end, Done with pressure, Done with friends, I’m screaming.
Breathe - Original Piano Composition
Perhaps the relentless, repetitive melody and rhythms of the hands remind me of a frantic mind and the need to stop and observe when we are quickening our breath, when it is shallow and tight, to then let go and remember to breathe deeply and with ease - Breathe like a tortoise and live for 400 years, maybe