utopia

Want Me Girl is a song about a healthy attachment even though the relationship has dissolved.

Want Me Girl

HEARTEATER

I’m done with borrowed voices, done with faded lines
Built a castle on illusions, but I’m leaving that behind
Every crack and fracture, every stone that wouldn’t hold
I’ll tear it all to ashes, let the embers burn to gold

There’s a fire in my chest, rising with the dawn
If it’s bound to fall apart, then I’ll burn it and move on

Burn it down and build from scratch
Strike the match, let it catch
Smoke will rise, I’ll watch it fall
What’s reborn will stand tall

I’ve been tied to limits, by walls I didn’t make
Chained by faded blueprints, caught in their mistake
Now I’m breaking free, in the glow of firelight
What was lost is gone, but I see new paths ignite

I feel the fire in my bones, bright and blinding, pure
If the road is lined with ruin, then I’ll burn it to be sure

Burn it down and build from scratch,
Strike the match, let it catch
Smoke will rise, I’ll watch it fall
What’s reborn will stand tall

Let the broken dreams collapse
Tear down walls, release the traps
Every fear that held me back
Gone to ash, gone to black

The ghosts of what I could be, shadows in the past
Tried to shape my vision, but they never last
I’ll set fire to every echo, let the smoke reveal
In the ruins of the old, there’s a chance to heal

There’s a blaze within my mind, tearing down the night
If it’s cracked beyond repair, I’ll burn it in the light

Burn it down, feel the fire,
Rise from ruins, climbing higher
In the blaze, I’ll leave the past
Burn it down and build to last

Burn It Down and Build from Scratch

2025

Spy Balloon

So it goes (Ilya's song)

No need to run.
Mr Woodhand on leadguitar.
😎Enjoy!

hajnali fény

Original composition….Alejandro Gonzalez M.

Last Christmas

By your side

Teoria

A different way

Guitars, Bass and Vocals by Robert Grigg
https://youtu.be/yd2Q4nVEf3c

Hot Dog

Gates Of The Galaxy

Anecdote

Verse 1:
I can still feel Mama's hands braiding my hair 
Before school in that little cabin 
Daddy's old guitar leaning by the stove 
Had more cracks than strings
But Lord, how it could sing

I remember standing on that old wood crate 
So I could reach the kitchen counter 
Singing harmony while Mama kneaded bread 
Never dreaming anybody else might want to hear

Chorus:
I never set out to be anybody special 
Just a girl with too many songs in her head 
Now they play my music in places I can't pronounce 
But I still write 'em here where it all began

Verse 2:
I'll never forget that first day in Nashville 
Cardboard suitcase held together with tape
Porter Wagoner looked at me like I was crazy 
Till I opened my mouth and sang "Dumb Blonde"
Stayed up all night in that little apartment 
Writing down every melody in my head 
Afraid if I went to sleep they'd disappear
 Like morning mist back home in the mountains

Chorus:
I never set out to be anybody special 
Just a girl with too many songs in her head 
Now they play my music in places I can't pronounce 
But I still write 'em here where it all began

Bridge:
Got a letter yesterday from a little girl in Mississippi 
Said she's reading her first book 'cause of the library 
I just smiled and poured another cup of coffee 
Thinking 'bout that little cabin where books were scarce
When they called about the vaccine research 
I just said "Well, honey, how much do you need?" 
Ain't no point in having blessings 
If you don't pass 'em around like biscuits

Verse 3:
Hollywood tried to change me for a while 
Said I was "too country," "too much" 
But I kept wearing my own dresses 
Kept singing in my own voice
Now I got a theme park with my name on it 
Kids laughing on rides I dreamed up 
But my favorite sound is still Mama's old hymns 
Echoing through these mountains

Final Chorus
I never set out to be anybody special 
Just a girl with too many songs in her head 
Now they play my music in places I can't pronounce 
But I still write 'em here where it all began
Yeah, I still write 'em here 
Where it all began

Outro:
Coffee's getting cold 
But the songs keep coming 
Some things never change 
Thank the good Lord above

A Little Country (One)

Ode to Dolly

Ewiger Wandel,
fortwährendes Auf und Ab,
findet ein Ende.

Geschichten hören,
Freude und Begeisterung,
Neues kann entstehn.

Lebe den Moment,
sei dankbar und bescheiden,
pflücke die Tage.

Dieses Hier und Jetzt,
bleibt einzigartig und rar,
wenn du es loslässt.

Mutig und offen,
begegne ich dir und mir,
kommen und gehen.

music & lyrics by Martin Senn
arrangement by SUNO

mutig und Offen (remix with voice)

Tercer álbum de Isabela, una Persona* que a través de la melodía se busca que conectes con la letra, siendo un amalgama de emociones.

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run away

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