NEW SONG – ties that bind
This is an unusual occurrence of a lyrics-first song. The changing time signatures keep things interesting, but the song remains very accessible. You can find the lyrics here.
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Indiana Power & Light
A new series from Robert Müller
Violet
right back where we began nice to see you here again darkness in the heart of summer but for stars without number teases like I shouldn’t wonder seductive currents pull you under right back where we began nice to see you here again listen for the little whispers feel the friction turn to blisters darkness in… Read More Violet
Blackbird
A cover of the Beatles’ classic. https://soundcloud.com/romuller/blackbird
You’ve Got To Hide Your Love Away
My 9-year-old daughter has become a major fan of the Beatles, so for a holiday project, she and I worked on doing a cover version of this classic. We had a blast doing it, and I think she sang this beautifully. She also helped on the percussion and instrumentation. I hope you had a wonderful… Read More You’ve Got To Hide Your Love Away
Ellipsis
… and the moon spinning out of control a world that’s turning upside down and the tide we face tomorrow if we get a chance we’ll get out of this place hop in my car and drive to the rain here we go again we’ll wake up and pretend there’s nothing more to say… Read More Ellipsis
One By One
we all have our reasons we turn our backs to time and reality for moments we tremble and we shine we all have a season each with our own kind to find a place in the sun we shiver and we shine autumn has its leaves spring its rain summer its wings winter its chains… Read More One By One
Home
Does anyone know the way home? Can anyone recall when it was traveled last? The light is dying – the cold is coming fast. I wish I could remember the way home. Every path seems to wander free Far from where I long to be Spiral inward to that place – A mother’s touch, a… Read More Home
Regret
How was I supposed to knowThe time would simply come and go?With so much future in my past,How was I to know? How was I to realizeWhat grows so high must one day dieAnd fall in ashes just like snow?How was I to know? I just want to hold your handLike I did way back… Read More Regret
Frail
Time moves backward slowly In a gentle arc With the kindest eyes That only see what you make real And what you feel As you you trace your fingers Along the soft edges Suspended by the finest threads That are gone the very moment You realize they are there
Robert Müller and the Way Home 