Lovebomb

ditty #1

Written by Danielle Clark

I haven’t found my person
I haven’t found a job
I want to do forever
So the days are feeling long
But the weeks move quick
Telling me to figure it out 

There’s too much of the month left
For the money in the bank
When I’m running empty
I’ll get a quarter of a tank
Just to get down the road 
To come and go about 

Oh how nice it would be 
If only I could have
A couple of the
Puzzle pieces match
So a section of
The bigger picture could
Be good and done
Then maybe I would
Feel better about life 
With one thing going right 

I don’t want to be here
But I think I am stuck 
Is there a way to move on
Without money and or luck
Cause all I have is time
To offer to my doubts

Oh how nice it would be 
If only I could have
A couple of the
Puzzle pieces match
So a section of
The bigger picture could
Be good and done
Then maybe I would
Feel better about life 
With one thing going right 

Most of my friends are in the same position
Though they pretend their not while they sit and listen
To me ramble on about what I wish was different 
Going back and fourth until they loose interest 
And we settle on a topic of distraction 
Cause someday something’s bound to happen 

Oh how nice it would be 
If only I could have
A couple of the
Puzzle pieces match
So a section of
The bigger picture could
Be good and done
Then maybe I would
Feel better about life 
With one thing going right

One Thing (WT)

Acoustic song about making choices in life

punk

Here I am - Steven Turner-Jones

Lips

Self-recorded at home. Percussion on title track by Simon Guyer.

Seismic

We're All Gonna Die

 Vic Chesnutt

I'm not going to complain as I fall over for the forth time today
Just going to remind myself I no longer care about the experience 

These thoughts arrive just in time to keep me alive:
 I wish I could write Danny Carlisle or Isadora Duncan. Or Independence Day

 the pain or the morphine or pain it's my dilemma morphine or pain, my dilemma morphine or pain.

I stay inside my fortress, where I don't let no one come in 
cuz they might come to the conclusion that I smoke too many cigarettes.

And it keeps them from guessing that I drink too much too much too much, and I'm disguising my addiction with the promise that I'll get better soon cuz

 I wish that I could write Danny Carlisle or Isadora Duncan or Independence Day
 the pain or the morphine or pain it's my dilemma morphine or pain my dilemma morphine or pain

Constantly faking that it's keeping me alive so I won't give them the chance to contemplate my sanity or suicide 

 and I'll just keep on smoking cigarettes cuz it's keeping my lungs at bay, and all I have to say:

 I wish that I could write Danny Carlisle or Isadora Duncan or independence Day

the pain or the morphine or pain it's my dilemma morphine or pain my dilemma morphine or pain


I don't want to end up like Mr Gram Parsons not knowing who killed me and hearin' all the rumors of my demise or if I believe in God

I am a Cath-o-lic I am a Cath-o-lic I am a Cath-o-lic

Vic Chesnutt

annie hall

This is not a song for fame. It’s a song for someone who may never hear it.

A fragile, acoustic ballad recorded as if whispered at dawn —
just piano, strings, a heartbeat-like rhythm, and a voice that carries love without expectation.

🎹 No drums. No tricks. No performance.
Just honest words, wrapped in melody, sent into the world like a letter left on a windowsill.

For anyone who’s ever loved in silence.
For anyone who’s written words they never sent.
For anyone who dances alone…
but still dances with someone in their heart.

🎤 This song is offered freely.
Keep it. Share it. Play it when no one’s watching.
You don’t need to credit “Dùo GL”… but if you do, it’s a kindness.

And if you hear it…
know it was always yours.

“A song for you. That you might never hear. But it’s yours. Always has been.”

Here I am - Steven Turner-Jones

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