Nude on the Street
Last night I dreamed of me
I was nude on the street
trying to fly up to the top of a tree
The bells of a church rang
breaking the black of night
as if it were only glass
The light spilled everywhere
like water coming out of a jug
painting the shadows with life
Suddenly I saw myself in a crowd
laughing and pointing at me
I wanted my hands to be a dress
but how to hide flesh with flesh
how how how
I wanted I wanted I wanted
I wanted to disappear
I wanted not to be
I wanted to be able to fly
but the weight of my tears
did not let me take flight
tears, nakedness
tears, nakedness
That's how life was
in that dream on that night
Acoustic Guitar Improvisations
Takamine Acoustic Guitar - Marcus Nalgaber playing the Takamine Acoustic Guitar - Storm on June https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=84lromjNiOM
Classical Guitar - Marcus Nalgaber playing the Classical Guitar - Magic Tools - Guitar Improvisation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wovw8I4cJes
Smooth Jazz Collection - Marcus Nalgaber playing only the Ibanez GB10
Smooth Jazz Collection - Marcus Nalgaber playing only the Minarik Goddess
Smooth Jazz Collection - Marcus Nalgaber playing only the Tokai ES-198 SR
Smooth Jazz Collection - Marcus Nalgaber playing only the Washburn J3
Smooth Jazz Collection - Marcus Nalgaber playing only the Gibson ES-335
Smooth Jazz Collection - Marcus Nalgaber playing only the Gibson L4 Ces
Smooth Jazz Collection - Marcus Nalgaber playing only the Epiphone Sheraton
Smooth Jazz Collection - Marcus Nalgaber playing only the D'angelico Excel Mini DC
She thought it was Friday
it was a strange day
not good not bad
no definition to describe it
i thought it was Friday
it was a strange day
dressed in blue
the hours passed wrapped in ether
and i rambled
mounted on words
and more words
i thought it was Friday
it was a strange day
in chiaroscuro
full of whispers
going around my head
surrounded by mist
i thought it was Friday
it was a strange day
similar to a game within a game
everything was on the other side
sailing in a sea
asphalt and cracks
i thought it was Friday
The rules changed behind the crystals of my dreams
i thought it was Friday