Blood Red Hands (2024, David W Litwin)
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Verse 1
EMT, Bobby’s first night out,
Barely knew what life’s about.
That night would change his life.

4 a.m., traffic call,
Glass and chaos covered all.
He walked up to her car that night.

Her blood-red hands couldn’t hide,
The metal that had pierced her side.
He rushed in and said, “You’ll be all right.”
She looked at him with peaceful eyes,
Said, “I’m about to leave this life.

Pre Chorus
Please tell my family that I love them.
We’ll be together when…
I’ll be waiting at the gate.”
Then she looked at him and said,
“Are you certain you’ll see me again?”

Chorus
She passed with a breath,
The brightest smile upon her face.
It was a sight he’d never forget,
And a question he just couldn’t shake.
He found himself staring at his life,
Wishing he’d been like the woman that night—
With eyes of peace,
And blood-red hands.

Verse 2
He thought about the man he’d heard of in Sunday School,
But the world told him, “That’s for fools.
There’s better things to do with your time.”

They said, “You’re stronger; you don’t need that crutch.”
But now none of that mattered much,
‘Cause that woman had something
He’d never found.

Pre Chorus
Then he remembered that Good Old Book,
The one his grandma gave—a second look.
He turned the page and read again,
Of a man with blood-red hands.
Verse 3
His blood-red hands couldn’t hide,
The sword that pierced his side.
But He looked out at the angry crowd,
While they mocked and jeered, hateful and loud.
And said, “Father, forgive them,
For they know not what they do.
Tell this world that I love them,
And I’ll be waiting for them with you.

Final Chorus
He passed with a breath,
The brightest smile upon his face.
It was a sight the world could never forget,
And a love Bobby couldn’t shake.
He found himself staring at his life,
And kneeling down, he prayed that night—
To the man of peace,

Blood Red hands

[Verse 1]
Back then,
Was a different world, 
In different times,
With different rules.
Right now,
Can’t speak your mind,
Can’t cross the line,
Can’t waste the fuel.

[Verse 2]
Back then,
You drove a truck,
Five hundred miles,
Only cost you twenty.
Right now, 
Can’t fill her up,
Can’t afford a trip,
Passed the county.

[Chorus]
I remember we were free, didn’t need much to get by.
Now we’re chasin’ every dollar, in a world runnin’ dry.
We were livin’ for the moment, without fear in our eyes.
Now we’re barely holdin’ on, as our time slippin’ by.

[Verse 3]
Back then, 
You drank the water, 
From a garden hose,
And you’re still breathin’.
Right now,
You read the labels,
You wash your hands,
And you’re still thinkin’.

[Verse 4]
Back then,
you went to church,
Listened to a prayer,
And asked for mercy.
Right now, 
You’re wastin’ time, 
Waitin’ for a sign, 
But you can’t see.

[Chorus]
I remember we were free, didn’t need much to get by
Now we’re chasin’ every dollar, in a world runnin’ dry
We were living for the moment, without fear in our eyes
Now we’re barely holdin’ on, as our time slippin’ by

[Verse 5]
Back then,
Was a different world,
In different times,
With different rules.
Right now,
It’s a whole new world, 
A whole new time,
And too many rules.

[Chorus]
I remember we were free, didn’t need much to get by
Now we’re chasin’ every dollar, in a world runnin’ dry
We were living for the moment, without fear in our eyes
Now we’re barely holdin’ on, as our time slippin’ by

Back Then
Back Then
Back Then

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Back Then

OLD FREINDS

When your life in in the saddle, there is just one wish. Riding even when your old and gray, till your last day. 

When I'm old and gray

Hometown growing to a place I don’t recognize any more.

Hometown gone city

Hollow Air

A man compares himself to Samson when he runs out of options in his own home.

Let This Temple Fall

This is the opening track of My Goggles, an album of songs built from the truths that have shaped my life. This one’s about perspective—how each of us sees the world through the lens of our own life experience. I call those lenses “goggles.”

I used to think there was one truth, one right way to see things. But life taught me different. When I can look past someone else’s goggles, I almost always end up seeing a little bit of myself in them. That shift—from judgment to understanding—changed everything for me. This song is my way of passing that truth along.

"Just remember… your goggles color what you see."

Written and produced by Brook Stanley.
Music created and performed by Hal Bishop and The Scout Line—a music group created in the studio by TopMedia.ai, blending real Southern storytelling with AI music tools.

All vocals on this track are AI-generated using TopMedia.ai. We describe vocal style using creative prompts (e.g., “gritty,” “female country,” “male rock.”), but we do not select or control the underlying TopMedia.ai model. Any resemblance to real artists is unintentional, and we have no knowledge of the source data used to generate these voices.
This track is offered for non-commercial use only.
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🎧 Caption:

“The truth ain’t fixed. Ain’t just one way to be.”


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Brook Stanley, Americana, Folk, Acoustic, Life Lessons, Perspective, Forgiveness, Healing, Southern Songwriting, Porch Philosophy, TopMedia.ai, Hal Bishop and The Scout Line, Acoustic Truth, First Person Narrative, AI Music

Goggles

A reflective, poetic groove that questions fairness, fate, and love's resilience. With soulful lyricism and raw emotion, this track explores the high cost of life’s “free” things, the gamble of relationships, and the quest for one last dance. It's honest, vulnerable, and deeply relatable

They Say

A heartbeat bassline, a lonely Tele lick, and a baritone that sounds two whiskeys past redemption—Killin’ Time is the sound of staring down a clock that won’t stop staring back. Verse after verse, Ferris drags seconds through molasses: “I’m drownin’ sixty seconds in a glass of misery.” No drums, no flash—just pulse-bass, reverb-soaked guitar, and a single organ note dying into silence. If you’ve ever watched the sun set too slowly, this track lives there.

💬 Drop the time of night you hit play.
🔁 Repost to give someone else a slow minute to feel it.

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Killing Time

A haunting country power ballad of love, loss, and the damage we can’t undo. The Storm I Had To Be tells the story of a man who loved recklessly, leaving nothing but broken skies in his wake. Emotional, cinematic, and unforgettable.

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👢 And let the world know where you stand

Released by:
JLM Records
Release date:
7 August 2025
P-line:
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The Storm I Had To Be

Brook Stanley is the songwriting voice of Stan Ward—a 62-year-old sailor and storyteller raised in Saluda, North Carolina. His songs are performed by Hal Bishop & The Scout Line, a studio creation brought to life through modern tools and timeless heart. Drawing from deep wells of memory, loss, and love, Brook’s music blends country, folk, and Americana into something warm, raw, and deeply real. Back home, they still call him Stanley.

Songs by Brook Stanley
Performed by Elle Modell or Hal Bishop and The Scout Line
Created using AI music tools with human storytelling at the heart.
© 2025 Brook Stanley. All rights reserved.


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