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  • ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
    alittleshepherd
    01:40
    Folk & Singer-Songwriter
    478

    this one's not about you, i wish it was but i am pretty sure it's not about you now, you're probably thinking i would rhyme the word 'you' with 'blue', but wouldn't that be cliché i am falling into? not that it's important, thought i'd just let you know. that last night i couldn't sleep at all, taking things slow-ly a little worrying since all i wanted to do is dream, but who am i to tell my brain when to scream? if you were a judge i'd plead guilty to your every charge, don't need a lawyer i'll be fine on my own as always. i'll give the jury the best trial they would ever have to see, now stop giving me that look read them loud and then proceed okay, maybe this one's about you afterall, i commited repeated crimes on the subject of fall-ing. i don't have an alibi; jailtime, hang, or electrify? guess i have to accept i lost, just say the sentence and case closed

  • Friend Zone
    Téa
    03:57
    177

    songs about summer love Mattea Overstreet -- songwriter, recording/production, vocals, acoustic guitar, electric guitar, slide guitar, ukulele, Ray Vazira -- percussion Jim Greer -- recording/production, bass, piano, drums ("Friend Zone")

  • The Blessed Journey
    Rinchu Mathew
    01:50
    15

    Let Him lead thee blindfold onwards, Love needs not to know; Children whom the Father leadeth Ask not where they go. Though the path be all unknown, Over moors and mountains lone. Let Him lead thee blindfold onwards, Love needs not to know; Give no ear to reason's questions: Let the blind man hold That the sun is but a fable Men believed of old. At the breast the babe will grow; Whence the milk he need not know. Give no ear to reason's questions: Let the blind man hold Lyrics by Gerhard Ter Steegen, 17th Century Music by Sandeep Poonen, 21st Century

  • Wheel Keeps Turning (Prosperity)
    Andrew Ruddick
    03:05
    125

    Recorded on my phone because my PC was being a dick. Very basic recordings which I hope to replace at some point soon. All lyrics and melodies are my own, but the chords, rhythm structure and rhythm for Rise Up was heavily inspired by 'Believer' by Imagine Dragons. It's not a direct filk, exactly, but I certainly can't claim it as completely original. More songs will follow as I complete the songbook. From an RP perspective, there is a reasonable chance that you could have heard these performed as Tarik wanders the trods and performs in taverns to pay his way.

  • 6 - Prophet Of Glass
    Yazan al-hajari
    05:14
    Jazz & Blues
    158

    This is for you Syria, for your struggle, melancholy, wounds and your wild bloody roses for your freedom, for your tired restless eyes and heavy grey skies this is for your silent stones and your curved fragile houses, this is the story of you Syria ,a story of me, a story of both of us ..a story of death and birth and every gleams in between music and songs only ! but more than that, a skin I want you to wear, a drug I want to you to swallow sins in heavens in air a wind to carry and follow a hope to keep in despair a faith to hold in tomorrow and a sea I want you to measure for a smile in front of death and a laughter in the face of fear for a hope in the face of misery, a melody in the face of darkness to rise against death, to hold a fire in a hand in lands of ache and sorrow this is for you Syria its my heart in sounds its my blood in waves from yesterday's agony from yesterday's pain from yesterday's hell it's music for tomorrow . Justin Jones: Alto Sax Stephen Pale : Bass Steven Crammer: Drums Steve Caporale: Flute /Sax Jack DeVries : Trombone Adrian Condis : Clarinet/sax Tom Killackey : Trumpet Cooper Davis : Sound engineer yazan al hajari :Composition,piano, mandolin,vocals and lyrics 2018

  • Blood & Wine
    Corey GoHam Hamelin
    01:56
    Folk & Singer-Songwriter
    74

    A blues folk cover of Dustin Kensrue's Blood & Wine. Produced by Tyson Bittle

  • ALI CAFE SHRAVAN GOUD ANNA 2018 [ NEW SONG ] CHATAL MIX BY DJ UPENDER SMILEY @[email protected]
    UPENDER DJ UPENDER 20
    05:36
    516

    ALI CAFE SHRAVAN GOUD ANNA 2018 [ NEW SONG ] CHATAL MIX BY DJ UPENDER SMILEY @[email protected]

  • Shieldmaiden
    Bard Owl
    05:16
    Alternative Rock
    30

    Bard Owl - "Shieldmaiden" Final Version Ashes fall like snow And I know that I must relent For word carries, though mouth stands still And I know what they meant And I’ve tried I’ve tried shifting the tide of this war And I’ve tried I’ve tried searching for something more Embers fly like birds And I’ve heard that I guide them all The storms are stronger now And I’ve heard they come when I call And I’ve tried I’ve tried twisting my fate in this war And I’ve tried I’ve tried searching for something more Something more That could cheat my fate But it’s just too great to ignore And I’ve tried I’ve tried shifting the tide of this war And I’ve tried I’ve tried searching for something more And I’ve tried I’ve tried twisting my fate in this war And I’ve tried I’ve tried searching for something more

  • celestial castaway w/ habition
    mewsyc ツ
    05:01
    uke
    1,251

    thank you for 300 followers <3 hope you enjoy this little tune with beautiful vocals and art by @habition. . . lyrics: i once saw an angel who fell from the clouds, and who tumbled right into a thornberry bush they yelled out in pain, but i felt real insane, watching something so foreign fall down they called out for help and i couldn’t quite tell if i really was finally losing my mind i took a step forward and one after that and i slowly approached the unthinkable creature before me, it’s there, as each and every hair on my body stood up like it’s never before a feeling of might filled the scene of the sight, and the angel itself was no bore inhumanly sized, it had twenty big eyes, all that caught me in moments and cut through my soul it’s four pairs of wings stuck with all the sharp things cast its feathers with blood made of gold no lips to be seen, but its voice could be heard in a rumbling thunder that shook through my head the day sure changed fast and i watched it aghast as my heart dropped like ten pounds of lead its three pairs of arms became gored with the fall, and i trembled in fear at the sight of its grace its voice thundered loud, till it realized the sound wasn’t something that humans could face so it quieted down to a soft little growl as it asked for some help off the thorns in its skin it cast a strange glow like a fresh coat of snow in the sun on a cold winter day it held out its arms and i reached my hand out to caress this strange creature conjured from my mind but it didn’t push through, it touched skin cool like dew, and i gasped at this shocking new find i once saw an angel who fell down from the skies cause the smoke and mirrors blocked its way and destined it to die i thought i’d suffer hell if i just left this holy thing to perish so i grabbed onto its hands, and i pulled on it to help it stand a sound of pain tore through my ears, i stuck it through as it drew tears of silver from the piercing eyes that saw right through my life it took me some patience to bear all the ancient raw power that shone from the creature like light but i helped the thing up, till it finally unstuck, and i’d truly accomplished the fight it stood very tall, bloody arms wings and all, and it looked to meet eyes with a terrified me it hadn’t a mouth, but its eyes were no doubt smiling warm, seeming very relieved “my dear, you gave me back my life” it said, “without your help i’d surely be dead, so i thank you, little mortal, for the service you’ve done unto me” it knelt down to my level, with it’s hands against its chest, until they all leaned forward open-palmed and gave a gift far above mortal’s best. a star in its palms glowed with warmth and with love, and it told me to hold it close when i’m alone to help me through all of the terrible nights that it saw set in my future stone i once found an angel who was left to crash and burn and it taught me there’s so much left to see and infinite things left to learn sometimes i still wonder about if that angel ever made it home because i kept its star, and it warms my soul, and it’s with me wherever i roam i once found an angel who was thrown back down to earth celestial castaway in a mortal place, where they’ve lost all their infinite worth. . ⌘buy my beats traktrain.com/mewsyc#183836 ⌘follow my twitter twitter.com/mewsyc

  • 4 - An Eye Of A Stranger
    Yazan al-hajari
    02:20
    Jazz & Blues
    141

    This is for you Syria, for your struggle, melancholy, wounds and your wild bloody roses for your freedom, for your tired restless eyes and heavy grey skies this is for your silent stones and your curved fragile houses, this is the story of you Syria ,a story of me, a story of both of us ..a story of death and birth and every gleams in between music and songs only ! but more than that, a skin I want you to wear, a drug I want to you to swallow sins in heavens in air a wind to carry and follow a hope to keep in despair a faith to hold in tomorrow and a sea I want you to measure for a smile in front of death and a laughter in the face of fear for a hope in the face of misery, a melody in the face of darkness to rise against death, to hold a fire in a hand in lands of ache and sorrow this is for you Syria its my heart in sounds its my blood in waves from yesterday's agony from yesterday's pain from yesterday's hell it's music for tomorrow . Justin Jones: Alto Sax Stephen Pale : Bass Steven Crammer: Drums Steve Caporale: Flute /Sax Jack DeVries : Trombone Adrian Condis : Clarinet/sax Tom Killackey : Trumpet Cooper Davis : Sound engineer yazan al hajari :Composition,piano, mandolin,vocals and lyrics 2018

  • Fumes
    Abby
    04:25
    468

    "Text me when you're lonely if I'm home, I'll be recycling all my dreams." First song in a while. Do you miss me? This one's a complicated one, and probably hard to relate to... but it feels like how I feel, and I like that. I hope life's treating you well, whoever you are who stops by. Life's been good to me. I'm homesick, but I'm happy. I hope you like this song. I don't know how to write descriptions anymore. Lyrics: Call me up tomorrow, I'll be there Waiting for the shallow tides to rise Knees-deep in a feeling I don't understand And that's okay with me, `cuz one day maybe I will But while I'm breathing heavy fumes, mmm You'll be rocking the silver waters with your shoes, mmm And I'll be breathing in, I'll be breathing out I'll be counting the flaws and breaking them down I'll be breathing fire out from my mouth I'll be checking the lights and hoping they don't die out Text me when you're lonely if I'm home I'll be recycling all my dreams I realize it sounds weird but I've noticed that Time and time again they're about the same things And while I'm breathing heavy fumes, mmm You'll be rocking the silver waters with your shoes, mmm And I'll be breathing in, I'll be breathing out I'll be counting the flaws and breaking them down I'll be breathing fire out from my mouth I'll be checking the lights and hoping they don't die - I've seen this a thousand times Fridges colder than my eyes Silver sneakers kicking tides Silver sneakers kicking tides And while I'm breathing heavy fumes, mmm You'll be watching the 4 digit clock in your room, mmm And I'll be breathing in, I'll be breathing out I'll be counting the flaws and breaking them down I'll be breathing fire out from my mouth I'll be checking the lights and hoping they don't die out.

  • American Dream
    The Little Miss
    03:01
    Folk & Singer-Songwriter
    182

    I wrote “American Dream” at a time when the tension in our country felt palpable. This was five years ago. Now, seemingly more divided than ever, I questioned whether or not I should release a song that sounds so blindly idealistic. To be clear, “American Dream” is not an endorsement of this country as it stands now. I don’t think that it is unpatriotic to think that we can do better than this. The American Dream, as it has been fed to us - Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness - has not delivered on its promises for many (if not most of us). So, while the song yearns for this made-up, sepia-toned time that never existed, it notes exactly that: that it never existed. We're enchanted by our own, but very limited folklore - the pioneers, the Wild West, the civil war, the nuclear family, the moon landing, etc. We have romantic notions about who we are and who we've been, and it is tempting, for all of us, to want to wear those rose-colored glasses. But in order to become better, and in order to progress, we need to take off the glasses and take a good look in the mirror. We all want the same thing: to feel proud of the country we call home - we just need to accept the fact that it might be healthier to learn from our history rather than glamorize it. The lives of so many depend on it. Recorded and produced by Joel Jerome. Mixed by Matt Linesch. Mastered by Lurssen Mastering. Album cover photo by Joshua Cobos. Album design by Christopher Payne. All rights reserved.

  • i'll just stay home and overdose on dilaudid
    benz0boy
    02:06
    what else is there to it all
    140

    full official name: it's okay i'll just stay home and overdose on dilaudid while my friends all go out and socialize without me and i slowly wither away into even less than what i already was and begin to breakthrough on all possible mental levels opening up answers to things like the meaning of life and why i am always alone but oh well too bad it's too late for any difference to surface from all the idiocy and ignorance of what i have done my entire life

  • Stray
    BCB Studios
    02:52
    Folk & Singer-Songwriter
    105

    Songs written and performed by Olivia Nutt. Recorded, mixed, and produced by BCB Studios in Searcy, AR. Sound clips for 'Stray' downloaded from www.freesfx.uk.co. All Rights Reserved.

  • Hopscotch Days
    Mallorey Wallace
    02:34
    Folk & Singer-Songwriter
    84

    This is a song about childhood. Enjoy.

  • houston (demo)
    JJ
    02:19
    Indie
    81

    hi!! i wrote this song in my world history class instead of doing my final project. oops. i still got an a so who's the real winner. lyrics to the man wHo's the father of the boy that brokE my heart did you get what you wanted? he used to talk about your absence when we were driving around and he Used to go out of his way to pass your house every time we'd go downtown the white paint on your walls is fading it took me 3 monthS to realize i wasn't what he was chasing so to the man who barely fathered the boy that broke my heart did you get what you wanted? hE talks about wanting to join the war to prove to life he Deserves something more and he opens up to everyone because he's not sure what he's looking for it took me 3 months to realize that i deserved better and i hope you know you're the reason he can't keep it together so to the Man who left a boy without a father i hope you know that he'll never learn to ever love his daughter because behind his eyes, he's aching and he'll never believe he's enough, yeah he's faking and he's the reason i'm breaking are you proud of the life hE's making? so to the man who lives on houston, did you get what you wanted? what you wanted? cause he didn't he didn't

  • Floraison - Lukowig (New version!) [ft. Agapite and Amanda Sanderson]
    Amanda Sanderson
    04:01
    Alternative Rock
    70

    Lyrics, music, vocal and illustration: Lukowig soundcloud.com/user-407534243/tracks www.facebook.com/Lukowig/ twitter.com/Lukowig Guitar and bass: Agapite soundcloud.com/agapite/tracks Vocal and translation of lyrics: Amanda Sanderson soundcloud.com/phoebeelena/tracks Vocal recordings for Amanda's vocals : Kevin Pope soundcloud.com/wiggy13/tracks Thank you so much to Lukowig for inviting me to join him on this superb song and to Agapite for his stunning guitar playing which takes this track to a superior level! Paroles, musique, chant et illustration : Lukowig soundcloud.com/user-407534243/tracks www.facebook.com/Lukowig/ twitter.com/Lukowig Guitare et basse: Agapite soundcloud.com/agapite/tracks Chant et traduction des paroles : Amanda Sanderson soundcloud.com/phoebeelena/tracks Prise de son pour la voix d'Amanda : Kevin Pope soundcloud.com/wiggy13/tracks Merci infiniment à Lukowig d'avoir m'inviter àchanter sur cette chanson magnifique et à Agapite pour sa guitare sensationnelle! Floraison Morne saison nulle floraison aucun chant aucun son Dans la serre tout en fleurs (je) cueille des fleurs (je) cueille des fleurs fraîches fraîches Dans la serre tout en fleurs sur ce lit de mousse mon cœur recompose-toi (recompose-moi) Je te serre Tu me serres Je te cueille Tu me cueilles Je t'effleure Tu m'effleures Rêche Ce sursaut épouse tes peurs surexpose-toi Ce sursaut épouse mes peurs surexpose-moi Dans la serre tout en fleurs dans mon (ton) cercueil tant de fleurs sèches sèches Dans la serre tout en fleurs sur ce lit s'émousse mon (ton) corps décompose-moi (décompose-toi) Morte raison nulle oraison juste un chant juste un son Flowering Dismal season no flowering no singing no sound In the greenhouse all blossoming I/you gather fresh, fresh flowers In the greenhouse I/you gather fresh, fresh flowers on this bed of moss my sweetheart recompose yourself/myself I hold you, you hold me I pick you/you pick me I touch you/ you touch me harsh This start mirrors your fears overexposes you This start mirrors my fears overexposes me In the greenhouse picking fresh, fresh flowers this foam bed my sweetheart recompose yourself/myself In the greenhouse all in bloom In my/your coffin so many dry, dry flowers In the greenhouse all is blossoming on this bed my body wilts Dead reason hopeless prayer just a song just a sound Floraison (New version!)Lukowig [ feat. Agapite and Amanda Sanderson ] by Lukowig is licensed under a Creative Commons License. Show less

  • NASTY WEATHER
    Sammy Hill 4
    03:39
    Folk & Singer-Songwriter
    94

    I wrote this song for a dear friend of mine after he lost his wife. My voice is normally rough but I had been crying for quite a while when I recorded it. The person playing the Violin is Tom Ware of Ft. Smith Ar. He is a very accomplished musician and is always a pleasure to work with. This song is dedicated to all of us who have lost a loved one. Peace!

  • SPRING
    ondineah
    02:09
    Folk & Singer-Songwriter
    388

    This is a collection of songs I wrote. Ep sounds so official its more of just a music cleanse these songs are kind of like baby teeth you need to get rid of them so you can make room for the real ones someday. also a big thank you to Sam, Aidan and Alex who helped me in creating this I honestly couldn't have done any of this without you thank you to Maya Greenberg who wrote the poem "sweet tooth" that inspired the song "Sweet" and to Jheyda who wrote the poem "North Star" that inspired the song "Spring" cover art: Maya Greenberg @y.unglettec Recording technician: Aidan Corilla @chchchchava Shaking production: Sam Rosenberg @flexlang Drums: Alex Swisher @alexswisher Vocals, Guitar ,Banjo, Ukulele(all the other crap): Ondine @ondineah hope i don't make ur ears bleed <3

  • Insignificant Other
    Dream Of Sleeping
    03:33
    Folk & Singer-Songwriter
    26

    You can always rely on A ledge for you to hang from But the drop is a big one Insignificant other Just a smudge on the paper You could always erase her But we know that you won't Vision can focus Hands can be removed from your eyes There are only shadows where there's light to hide Scratching at the back door of your mind Like a dog you locked outside If we don't speak your language Stop telling us to go away You were always left over When there was an odd number You'd be paired with the teacher Now you're diluted water And she spreads you like butter And yet you still defend her when We say you could do better than You think you deserve Vision can focus Hands can be removed from your eyes There are only shadows where there's light to hide Scratching at the back door of your mind Like a dog you locked outside If we don't speak your language Stop telling us to go away Were watching you edge closer every day Someday, someday... You'll kick off the covers And breath his scent You'll see all the cracks in her makeup Like stray hairs And then your whole life is a lie You're drinking from a river running dry But there's time There's still time

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