14th track for February Album Writing Month, a culmination of themes, ideas, and motifs. A love song, a sad song, a growth song, a hope song. Seems to be the theme this year.

Lyrics:

Verse 1:
For every rock thrown
At your window,
There's a hundred nights spent counting up
Love songs lost in limbo.

Where does the music go when it
Slips through my lips and into the air?
What does it mean
If nobody cares?

I had no drive,
And no ambition.
Not much has changed, but hey,
I have days that I waste with tunnel vision.

I'm so terrified of failing at the things that I love,
And if it's all my fault,
It means that I never should have tried,
At all.

Pre-Chorus 1:

I don't even see
The people on the streets
When I pass them by,
When they pass me by.

Doesn't even phase me,
We're living in a haze
Til the next life.

Chorus 1:

I was falling
When my wings came off.
I kissed the sun,
And missed the only time you

Called me,
When you needed me most.
I'm a parasite to 
Starve your host.

The night is young,
But so was I.
The days are cold,
And my throat is dry.

My voice is gone,
But little by little,
I'll get it back
In time.

Verse 2:

Through all the confusion,
Through the mouth of madness,
It was only the one time I turned to the
Bitter cold to cure my sadness.

But, The Night Before I planned on
Leaving through the garden gate,
That was the happiest
I've ever been.

Now I'm down a sister,
Down a father,
And I've lost some friends, but I never thought again,
That I shouldn't even bother.

Sure, I'm tired of writing through the lens
Of my sad, blue eyes,
But with them I can see you,
So I guess I'll be just fine.

Pre-Chorus 2:

Every single day,
Is a chance that I will take
To see this through,
To do what I can do.

Every single song
And all the things that I have done,
Were to get to you.

Chorus 2:

I'll be falling
When my wings come off,
I'll kiss the sun
And never miss the times that you

Call me,
When you need me the most.
You're the life that 
I have chosen.

The night is young,
And so are we,
Our bed is warm,
When the days are freezing.

My voice is gone,
But little by little,
It's coming back
To me.

The hardest part is falling.

Falling

soft song written in ~ 15 mins because if i don't do something creative i'm going to do something stupid like turn a fucking light on 🥰 been wanting to work on Sick but haven't felt well enough (isn't that ironic). thankful at least i got through fawm. then the first day of warm weather hit..... i am not not not not not ready for summer. 

(and yes ik i shouldn't be on my phone but i'm bored ☹️)

recorded as a one track one take on my phone 


lyrics: 

the medications aren't working 
my neurologist is at a loss 
i cover the glow of the buttons on my wheelchair 
every single light has its cost 

there's no comfortable position 
and no part that does not hurt 
i play midwife very softly and commiserate with the enemy 
every single sound has its cost 

c
i'm in the dark i'm in the dark 
i fall apart, my brain spills through my fingers 
i'm in the dark i'm in the dark 
i fall apart. postdrome, the pain still lingers 

i think i'm losing my mind 
sitting here alone in the dark 
the weed helps the nausea but i still want to pull my skull apart
every single movement has its cost

i read in 15 minute increments
then retreat to the depths of darkness 
and i am always talking to myself and there is nothing to quiet me and i was already slipping and now i'm sunk and 

c

b
pain of the brain 
migraine 

c

In The Dark (Migraine) (phone recording)

From the river to the sea, Palestine will be free 🖤❤️🤍💚


lyrics: 

the world

is sick 

the children

cannot live 

we watch through blood stained screens 

as we witness their screams 


cries for peace 

met with bombs 

bodies under debris 

no dignity 

we watch with blood stained hands 

as we witness the stolen land 


the mothers 

find their sons 

by shoes

no place to run 

we've watched through blood stained years 

but for those in power 

the end draws near

Blood Stained Shoes

Eyes of the Father

Billy’s Gorilla

Perfect

Obtuse

Janurary

The war, behind us

Arise

2 am acoustic one track one take session about some shit that just will not! leave me! the fuck! alone! wrote the lyrics & decided to just wing it on the melody. a cathartic 13 minutes. 

trying to figure out where my vocals are after a few months of mostly being on rest cause of all the surgery n shit :/ want to try to get back to where i was before 50/90 rolls around so i dont have to worry about breaking myself again when i cant seem to do anything except write and sing and write and sing and write and..... yk the drill. looking forward to it

lyrics:
flesh forsaken 

apostate 

resolution 

no way to stay 

desperation 

fallen state 


i pray 

take it all away 



of his body

of his blood 

watch it run 

down my face 

bent to mercy 

bent to stay 


so i pray 

take it all away 


resurrection 

skin under my nails 

witness 

no way to say 

consecration 

his will prevail 

still i pray 

take it all away 




dripping down 

life of death 

bitter herb 

sour breath 

sorrows counted 

more than stars 

lowly one 

taken for woe 


{think i kinda went rogue at this point hopefully these are close lol} 

i pray 

take it all away 

his blood

will wash it all away 

his blood 

wash me all away 

wash me all away 

i don't want to stay 

his blood will

wash me all away

please don't make me 

stay

His Will Prevail (demo)

Singer/songwriter from Canada. I have a few other pages (some I lost access to), but this one is for my main projects. I make no presumptions with genres, so I'll go with "Indie Rock Artist", which, yeah, is the most indie thing you can say. Music is Life, Happiness, Creativity, yada yada yada. Can't live without it. Hope you at least mildly enjoy what I love making!

Falling

Brandon Brooks

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