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Yvan Vucina Biography

 Biography      Yvan Vucina is an American/Brazilian singer/musician/songwriter/artist. He is best known for being the creator of Yvanix music where he writes, performs and records music to make up a unique blend of rock n’ roll music. Yvan developed a deep passion for music at an early age. He began taking piano lessons at age 8 and also listening to records on his CD player around that same time. Yvan and his family moved to Brazil when he was 11 years old and by age 14 he had taught himself how to play the guitar by watching tutorials and listening to his favorite songs on youtube. Also at this time Yvan began to write compositions on the guitar and would show them to his dad and friends. His time spent in Brazil was crucial in defining his free spirited love for song and nature. Upon returning to the U.S.A in 2013, Yvan sought out to form a band and by 2014 had co-founded Mental Musk, a rock n’ roll band that stayed together and was active for about 5 years. Yvan began creating his

Mother

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Mother Pretty girl you are always trying to keep us from going but that is what you most want Your times comes hurling towards the end I know you miss being vibrant The days progressed too quick Now you have to let go of us to forgive Everyone will be alright and if they are not Then you did all you could You are still pretty in old age and all I know you feel the weight and decay The only thing to do is  Go with it and hope you are gone before you are feeble I ask you to be optimistic Coming Down Give me surface responses But the rope is getting tighter and she needs a break Don't let yourself be carried away Help before it is too late

Tomorrow Is A Memory

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Tomorrow Is A Memory Desert sun on my face Seep through my skin It's calmer than ever No more hurry for feeling Beautiful dunes surround me Whirling wind let's me know Flashing through mom, dad, sister and past Flashing through the years.. all my peers and places I've seen divide me Here at 20 to birth at 0 Cradled little baby  It will never be this pure  You only get your child once Remember these moments you had as a child When time stood still Wonder and mystery prevailed through our senses This place where magic is still real There is nothing more psychedelic than childhood my father told me Uncorrupted perception Take everything in with authenticity Thought process has yet to be manipulated by digiphrenia and the infinite other available opinions to take All are right and all of them can be shot down Only a child could know We are not in control Take it in  It's just a ride Tomorrow is just a memory of a time we

Days Full Of Haze (song)

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Days Full Of Haze She was  She wasn't mine Now she knows my name The light of the day turns to darkness in waves I'm sinking low Colors all blend reach the end of an end of an evenings glow I'm growing old yeah   I wanna go home (scream) Every entrance is blocked (scream) So cold I wanna go home Days full of haze Here the days are full of haze

Recurring Dreams

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Recurring Dreams I dream of the apocalypse more than anything else There was an endearing face with me in my latest death Imagine a nuclear city Houses with open roofs and amusement park rides swaying nearly overhead I can't remember who she was but there was a calm of the ages that came with her presence as we sat together in the face of the end Look up to the sky and see a single point of light break off and scatter through the sky like a firework  It is so quiet at the worlds stand still Following it A huge white stream shoots to the ground Here comes the deeper silence followed by a rumble ... These are the last moments  Take it to say something to my partner in death? Or run from the rushing dark flow? We speak softly to each other Our last words fall under the shadow of the burning planet See the flow rise in fractions Full eclipse We choose to run to our rest So loud now  So bright as the flow approaches We waited so long for the

Leaf Boat

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Leaf Boat Wake up Lift yourself to the rain outside Let the hits of each drop dampen your thoughts Slow your mind to an accepting state Channel the incoming visuals into a live scene It's another day on earth Do you still remember what makes it a good one or a bad one? Are the people in your picture trying to get somewhere Or is there presence being cradled by the sounds of water on rooftops and the smell of the stirred up ground? Leaving home today Keep your rider in hand Let him take the wheel on the next drive Catch a leaf before you leave Let your new leaf boat float down the stream at the edge of the road Follow its path It's a long but not wide one for the little leaf Until it merges with the larger open stream of all other life boats

No Return

No Return Who you are Who you become Found no question to be answered No reason for the outcome  Just events followed after  Random strangers cross our lines Dropping seeds in the planter This is how you become a someone Unless you wipe your windows faster  Then the rain fallen upon it I gaze out to meet the fog ----------- Hole in between All the directions could have taken Different people i would be In limbo life it stagnates This comes at a cost If you decide to forge a pathway  Every entrance is now blocked *wiping the windows resembles the rejection of incoming beliefs from the people in our lives