I wrote this song in support of domestic violence survivors. Domestic violence is a huge issue in the US and elsewhere in the world. Please do what you can to support the National Domestic Violence Hotline or other organizations that empower women to live a life without fear. Call 1-800-799-SAFE if you're a victim yourself. Love, Hannah ❤️

Emily

Friends, this is a little song that hopefully makes you feel something. The good thing about this song is that you can hear it multiple times without losing too much time :)

Night Flash

My mind is filled with thoughts of you
I think about the days of two
I search the room, but you're not there
Your perfume lingers everywhere
But it's

Only a memory
Of what our love was going to be
Only a memory
Broken bits of you and me
Only a memory
Only a memory

In a world of pain, I have no peer
You fade away and disappear
And now I have to learn the game
Where no one wins or takes the blame
But it's

Only a memory
Of what our love was going to be
Only a memory
Now that we are history
Only a memory
Only a memory

Only A memory

[Intro / Verse 1]
Smoked my last cigarette, sat in bed for a while.
Thought of your face, and that brought me a smile.
Wanted another one. Fell back asleep, instead.
Woke and found you sitting there on the bed.
I fell for you, baby, like a bomb
Now my love’s gone up in flames
[Chorus]
Cigarette, cigarette,
Burning up time.
Cigarette, cigarette,
Watch the smoke climb.
Cigarette, cigarette,
Wasting away.
Just like this cigarette, our time is running down.
Only one hour ‘til you’re leaving this town.
[Verse 2]
Went to the corner store, bought us another pack.
Held my arm around you as we headed back.
I tried to change your mind. Didn’t want you to go.
I want you more, it seems, than you could ever know.
We’re history, baby, read it in a book
It ended in the fire that started with a look
[Chorus]
Cigarette, cigarette,
Burning up time.
Cigarette, cigarette,
Watch the smoke climb.
Cigarette, cigarette,
Wasting away.
Just like this cigarette, our time is running down.
Only one hour ‘til you’re leaving this town.
[Verse 3]
My head is full of smoke, heart full of pain
That tender love is gone, gone up in flames
You should have shot me, baby, my life is done
You could have shot me, baby, shot me with a gun
I hear those sirens scream my name
I know my love is gone up in flames
[Bridge]
Smoked my last cigarette, sat in bed for a while.
Thought of your face, and that brought me a smile.
I fell for you, baby, like a bomb
Now my love’s gone up in flames
[Outro / Chorus]
Cigarette, cigarette,
Burning up time.
Cigarette, cigarette,
Watch the smoke climb.
Cigarette, cigarette,
Wasting away.
Just like this cigarette, our time is running down.
Only one hour ‘til you’re leaving this town.
My head is full of smoke, heart full of pain
That tender love is gone, gone up in flames
You should have shot me, baby, my life is done
You could have shot me, baby, shot me with a gun
I hear those sirens screamin’, screamin’ my name
I know my love is gone, gone up in flames

Smoke and Flames

Inspired by Paraguayan Virtuoso Agustin Barrios' Mangore Vals Op.8 No.4, I reach for my trusty six string as the clock sweeps past midnight.

Midnight Tracking

Inspired by Sergei Rachmaninoff's 10 Preludes Op.23 No.4 in D Major - Andante Cantabile.
Moving from mortality to a fully celestialized sphere in a blink of an eye.

Celestialized

Revisiting "Angels We Have Heard On High / Gloria" by Vivaldi

Gloria Vivaldi Revisited

Inspired by Roland Dyens' Saudade No.3, a late night tracking session yields an up-tempo homage to all things acoustic six-string

Six String Ambient

This is my idea of a Christmas song :) Love it or hate it. I wish you all a wonderful real Christmas!

Gloria Vivaldi Revisited

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