Life’s become so fragile now that I care But I guess that means that I’m Getting somewhere Remember the time Laying in your bedWhen you told me that you loved me And you stroked my head
And I stared out the open window I’d even told you That one night howWords don’t mean a thing But it’s alright Cause every time I open my mouth And I wanna tell you something But something else comes out
But do you know that I need you nowI’m trying to tell you but I don’t know how So much frustration in my Untidy roomThat you thoughtfully went andGot me a broom But inside my room Is a messy mind that isTangled and twisted And untied
You know that I’m not too organisedI’m trying to be but I don’t have the time The cement in my headWas making me sinkBut you pulled me up and it hurts a little less to think So life’s a little fragile But I guess it always isWhen you’ve got some sort of reasonThat makes you wanna live But will you share a bit of the weightI’ve carried it with me for 21 years straight
Lyrics ... Peaceful, tender & evanescent nu folk song. Male falsetto voice, ...Peaceful, tender & evanescent nu folk song. Male falsetto voice, acoustic guitar & percussion.
I See Lola’s ComingI See Lola’s Coming On the iceBreaking down winterAnd the snow I See Lola’s ComingI See Lola’s Coming
Warm, by-the-fire heartwarming rendition of traditional Christmas ...Warm, by-the-fire heartwarming rendition of traditional Christmas folk song. Emotive, with guitars, contemporary female vocals, mandolin and building towards end section with orchestal backing.
Warm, by-the-fire heartwarming rendition of traditional Christmas ...Warm, by-the-fire heartwarming rendition of traditional Christmas folk song. Emotive, with guitars, contemporary female vocals, mandolin and building towards end section with orchestal backing.
Lyrics ... Fairy & strange folk ballad. female lead singer, rhythm & trombone.
The legend of the marvellousJourneys and heroic deedsThe many adventuresOf Prince Bova The mighty BogatyrBegins with the tale of his insidious mother Militrisa KirtiervnaPlotted the deathOf her husbandTsar GuidonSo she could marry her secret lover Tsar Dadon
But when Dadon threwBova into a dungeonMilitrisa’s maternal heartWas deeply touched The mighty BogatyrAnd so she helped Bova to escape His two great powers:Unparalleled strengthAnd unearthly beautyEnabled himTo defeat the forces of evil and find his true love:Druzhevna Zenzeveyvna He then married herAnd he too became a TsarThey had a sonWhom they also called Bova The mighty BogatyrEnds with the tale of his handsome boy Bova the elderWhen his son grew upReturned homeCraving for revengeHe beheaded Dadon and his son was crowned Tsar in his place
There ain’t nobody that I knowThat walks full of libertyWe’re cursed and our bodies curl upHow can’t we speak out against it ? We’re like stuck in a winterWhere the cold pinches our skinThe wind does squeeze in everywhereFreezing our faces with fear Can we stop ? Can we change ?Can we try to do something useful in the end? I‘ll call the sun and warm you upI’ll say Don’t give in, keep it up,Have some food and have a restAnd let your soul just do the rest I know your hearts are differentPlease stop smothering their beats!I know your inner nature manI know you could be innocent!
Can we stop ? Can we change ?Can we try to do something useful in the end?
In all my dreams you stand up freeAnd proudly give that look at meI would see how life is strongFlowing from your gigantic eyes I’d say Happy, I’m so happy!I’m gonna paint myself in greenI’m gonna jump like a hopperAbove the seas above the skies Can we stop ? Can we change ?Can we try to do something useful in the end?
Loving, personal, innocent. Heartfelt acoustic guitar pushes forward ...Loving, personal, innocent. Heartfelt acoustic guitar pushes forward proudly with kick drum. A feeling of empowerment and strength, with a wistful tinge from heartfelt electric guitar. Feelgood vibes communicated at 01:00 with cathartic burst into reassuring chord sequence. Stripped back underscore version.
Lyrics ... Loving, personal, innocent. Heartfelt acoustic guitar pushes forward ...Loving, personal, innocent. Heartfelt acoustic guitar pushes forward proudly, female vocalist reminisce about old days, a little girl with a tenacity and self-belief. A letter to a younger self, conveying empowerment and trust. Feelgood vibes communicated at 01:00 through wistful chords and electric guitar. Lyrics about believing in your dreams.
Only six years old, I already knew,How my life would be, what I was gonna do,Had it all worked out, I didn't see a reason why it wouldn't come about,I dreamed, I hoped, believed,And everything else in between,There was nothing in this world stopping me. Fast forward to my early teens,I'd given up on the childhood dream,Sick of trying to fit in at school,Always being different and never being cool,I dreamed, I hoped, believed,And everything else in between,That I could be six years old again. When I was everything I wanted to be,Nothing seemed to be out of reach,Life was simple and time was on my side. To the little girl who loved to twirl around the bedroom dancing,Singing all the words into her hairbrush like the world was watching,Never lose your spark,Never lose your smile,Keep shining bright just like a star,You're perfect as you are. Started working at the local store,A good job, but wanted so much more,Too big for a small town,But not knowing how to break down all the doors,I dreamed, I hoped, believed,And everything else in between,That things would change. Didn't wanna meet mister right,Didn't need another reason to end up tied,Won't settle for settling down,When there’s a whole wide world just waiting to be found,I dreamed, I hoped, believed,And everything else in between,Needed to remember the time. When I was everything I wanted to be,Nothing seemed to be out of reach,Life was simple and time was on my side. To the little girl who loved to twirl around the bedroom dancing,Singing all the words into her hairbrush like the world was watching,Never lose your spark,Never lose your smile,Keep shining bright just like a star,You're perfect as you are, You're perfect as you are.
Positive, uplifting, emotive. Upbeat rhythm as rustic acoustic guitar ...Positive, uplifting, emotive. Upbeat rhythm as rustic acoustic guitar begins a homely tune. Raspy male vocals sing out with lyrics about the beauty of nature and a quaint house in the countryside. Wistful but cheery tunes, an infectious optimism through caring and affectionate chord sequence.
Positive, uplifting, emotive. Upbeat rhythm as rustic acoustic guitar ...Positive, uplifting, emotive. Upbeat rhythm as rustic acoustic guitar begins a homely tune. Wistful but cheery tunes, an infectious optimism through caring and affectionate chord sequence. Trumpets and woodwind further communicate a feeling of innocence and fun, a woodland scene. Instrumental version.
Light, cheerful, pastoral & tender. Small ensemble with pizzicato & ...Light, cheerful, pastoral & tender. Small ensemble with pizzicato & keyboard lead. Suggested for home & garden.
Lyrics ... Well-known 19th century minstrel folksong composed by Stephen Foster. ...Well-known 19th century minstrel folksong composed by Stephen Foster. "Oh, Susanna, Don't you cry for me, ‘Cause I come from Alabama with the banjo on my knee...". Male country singer, guitare, banjo, slide dobro & rythmique. Instrumental tr-28 & 29.
Verse 1 Well I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee I'm bound for Louisiana, my own true love for to see It rained all night the day I left The weather it was dry Sun so hot I froze to death Susanna, don't you cry
Chorus Oh, Susanna Don't you cry for me ‘Cause I come from Alabama with the banjo on my knee
Verse 2 I had a dream the other night When everything was still I dreamed I saw my girl Susanne She was coming around the hill
The buckwheat cake was in her mouth A tear was in her eye I said I come from Dixie girl Suzanna, don't you cry
Chorus Oh, Susanna Now, don't you cry for me ‘Cause I come from Alabama with the banjo on my knee Yeah Oh, Susanna Now, don't you cry for me ‘Cause I come from Alabama with this banjo on my knee
Words & Music by Stephen Foster (D.P) Arrangement by Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau
