Garden of Memories by Van Morph, Modular Synth Affection
Van Morph, Modular Synth Affection
Preview: Oceanvision
''A pen--to register; a key-- That winds through secret wards Are well assigned to Memory By allegoric Bards. As aptly, also, might be given A Pencil to her hand; That, softening objects, sometimes even Outstrips the heart's demand; That smooths foregone distress, the lines Of lingering care subdues, Long-vanished happiness refines, And clothes in brighter hues; Yet, like a tool of Fancy, works Those Spectres to dilate That startle Conscience, as she lurks Within her lonely seat. Oh! that our lives, which flee so fast, In purity were such, That not an image of the past Should fear that pencil's touch! Retirement then might hourly look Upon a soothing scene, Age steal to his allotted nook Contented and serene; With heart as calm as lakes that sleep, In frosty moonlight glistening; Or mountain rivers, where they creep Along a channel smooth and deep, To their own far-off murmurs listening.'' William Wordsworth ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ More about Modular Synth Affection: FB: www.facebook.com/Modularaffection/ SC: soundcloud.com/modular-synth-affection Mastering by Rewarrp FB: www.facebook.com/rewarrpmastering Cover by Matina Georga FB: www.facebook.com/georgamatina
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Oceanvision
Modular Synth Affection
Garden of memories (Van Morph Remix)
Modular Synth Affection, Van Morph
Garden of Memories
Modular Synth Affection
Klock Werks
Modular Synth Affection
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''A pen--to register; a key-- That winds through secret wards Are well assigned to Memory By allegoric Bards. As aptly, also, might be given A Pencil to her hand; That, softening objects, sometimes even Outstrips the heart's demand; That smooths foregone distress, the lines Of lingering care subdues, Long-vanished happiness refines, And clothes in brighter hues; Yet, like a tool of Fancy, works Those Spectres to dilate That startle Conscience, as she lurks Within her lonely seat. Oh! that our lives, which flee so fast, In purity were such, That not an image of the past Should fear that pencil's touch! Retirement then might hourly look Upon a soothing scene, Age steal to his allotted nook Contented and serene; With heart as calm as lakes that sleep, In frosty moonlight glistening; Or mountain rivers, where they creep Along a channel smooth and deep, To their own far-off murmurs listening.'' William Wordsworth ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ More about Modular Synth Affection: FB: www.facebook.com/Modularaffection/ SC: soundcloud.com/modular-synth-affection Mastering by Rewarrp FB: www.facebook.com/rewarrpmastering Cover by Matina Georga FB: www.facebook.com/georgamatina
