Name: Take Back My Words by Brian Wapole
Duration: 3 min 28 s
Description: I take back my words... the ones that won't obey. And, no, I don't know why souls choose to hang out inside bodies. Perhaps we put them into a smoky trance. And then they finally wise up and fly off.

Written by Cara Doc
Produced by Cara Doc and Michael Mormecha at Tree Song Studios, Hillsborough
Engineered and mastered by Michael Mormecha

Cara Doc - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
John 'Doc' Doherty - Electric Guitar
Michael Mormecha - Bass, Drums

In Your Company

I got a bass vi ;)

see the cold
breathe the thought
drink the plans
dream the warm honey
plant the day
milk the sad
leave the tree
dream the warm honey
seize the air
wash the kind
play the fool
dream the warm honey
plant the kind
wash the air
breathe the tree
leave the fool
dream the warm honey

Dream The Warm Honey

Aembal

Soon available on Spotify, enjoy :)
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Late Night Thoughts 2

Dancing on the moon

Dancing On The Moon

After A Dream Of Your Beauty

Muted Blossoms

I know how to get blood from a stone that was a heart. You soak it in red wine and Chicago blues 'til it breaks apart.

And by this alchemy, I see a million men marching to a cause.

Works And Days

I take back my words... the ones that won't obey. And, no, I don't know why souls choose to hang out inside bodies. Perhaps we put them into a smoky trance. And then they finally wise up and fly off.

Take Back My Words

Name

Scorched Earth

intro instrumental]

Some things come to teach us
how to face the truth —
even when it breaks our hearts.

[ ref]
Some moments come to show us
the light that still shines through,
even when the sky is dark.

Some troubles teach us gently
how tears can carry worth —
from dreams fulfilled
[ bridge]
to dreams that fall apart.

[ instrumental intermezzo]

[ ref]
Some moments come to show us
the light that still shines through,
even when the sky is dark.

And in the end,
the morning sun returns again —
reminding us with every ray:

[ bridge]
“You can always start anew.”

[ instrumental outro ]

what-someone-said….mp3

I was born, oh boy, during a rave on. Learned me to dance all night and day with Carol on Route 66. Took a job as Cathy's clown. Bagged groceries with the new breed for Papa to buy a ticket to ride to catch the surf with Rhonda. But she left me for Nathan Jones, so I hung out with Mr. Pitiful by the dock of a bay, where I scored a hit off a tambourine man and floated eight miles high, from where I saw the next world war being staged out on Highway 61

Under a risin' bad moon, I hitchhiked with a fortunate son to the Morrison Hotel only to be exiled on Main Street. I was discovered by Ziggy Stardust, who gave me fame and turned me into a young American.

In the December of boyhood, I hooked up with a September gurl and we jammed underground through the streets of a strange town to record the dreams of children. But London called and she and Alison were recruited into Oliver's army, when it was determined that their aim was true.

I, on the other hand, met a super girl and drowned in summer's cauldron, until I found my mission and resigned as clown to become mayor of Simpleton.

Lately, I've been getting my hell-on and recovering that teenage feeling by hanging out with Margaret and Pauline in the middle of a cyclone.

Take Back My Words

Brian Wapole

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