Lovely little piano beauty....your vocal so appropriately aches, from start to finish.

It’s a great song mate, and a grand performance… a bit of an early Tom Waits vibe to it, closing time.

Amazing you have been busy. Thought I was only 2 behind. Great track here 👌🏽

beautiful my Friend ,. this is Music ,. i know i know love ya voise

pure melancholy. And this voice suits oh so well!

Incredible tear-jerker, brimming with emotion.  Lovely ballad of loss.  Hits hard, great work!

at least you were 20 something. I think I've been broken hearted all my life.

@camilleellyce-bordelon geez that's tough..well there are many on sc that love your stuff so keep posting..you have a great voice

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SOMETHING IN THE SUBWAY (Ft.Sky Latte)

lost in the morning light
safe from the madness that binds the night
I'll be the good man enlightened, abated, anodyne

I travel naked with a mind left to the wind
you won't believe that this is all that is needed to begin
caught inside the wasted life you never know that you're bleeding

I hear the voice  of higher mind
all the rusted wires untied
I'll be the good man invited, elated, held in line

I leave a message to myself just to remind
there is no reason to be learning how to be unsatisfied
or be lonely

why does it seem so hard to find
why can't it last forever

I'm watching the birds go by my window
my heart is believing fire
and all will reveal in time

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Begin

I Don't Wannabe (Your 51st State) - Pop/Rock Version

Mr. President, a moment if you please
We used to be like brothers now you're coming after me
Mm-hmm we fought together, died together too
And I can't believe this nightmare is all because of you
So let me say to USA as nicely as I can
To leave it along and let us just be friends
Talkin' 'bout my home, my true North, Strong & Free
And like the song says, baby, We Stand On Guard for Thee

I don't
I don't wanna
Don't wannabe
I don't wannabe your 51st state, no
I don't
I don't wanna
Don't wannabe
Don't wannabe your 51st state now

Friends like us gotta find a way
To make things right for the USA
Friends and family across the border
It's elbows up when we get in the corner
Where we live is happy home
Reaching for something that ain't your own
We understand you want to grow
Our advice, just leave it alone

I don't
I don't wanna
Don't wannabe
I don't wannabe your 51st state, no
I don't
I don't wanna
Don't wanna
Don't wannabe your 51st state now

Cover Art: Cheetah Girl

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I Don't Wannabe (Your 51st State) [Pop/Rock]

I Don't Wannabe (Your 51st State) - Pop/Rock REMIX

An instrumental lullaby that I wrote for my daughter who arrived recently and has turned my world on it's head (in the most amazing way) :)

Mia's Lullaby

a little song about heartache written over 40 years ago

Hard To Tell

A bottle full of memories 
And a battle with the booze
I wish I could remember 
All those things we had but had to lose

I wish you would remember 
But perhaps you just won't tell
It hurts to see you as a stranger
But I guess it's just as well

You burned all my letters
All those words, you had to lose
We were so young to be lovers
Never thought your lips could bring bad news

I couldn't find the reasons 
And you wouldn't find the time
We were both alone together
Although I guess that we did try

And as I write this down, I see you turn away
Colder than an open door on a winter's day
Like an angel enshrined 
You could take me anytime
Oh baby was it so hard to tell?
Baby was it so hard to tell?
Baby was it so hard to tell that I loved you?




Hard To Tell

Lazy Afternoon

Paris at night

Between the dramatic endings and the exciting  beginnings, there is that comfortable middle.... Sometimes, the best place to be....

.....apologies to Jim Morrison for his help with the intro and the last verse....
unfortunately, I had trouble ending the track and it just fizzles out ...maybe apropos given the title...

The End… The Beginning … and the Stuck in the Middle

This is the end of the beginning                                   
This is the end of the “so-called” line                       
I remember the end of the century                              
When it used to be one-nine-nine-nine (1999)      
It’s the end of the road                                                  
The short end of the stick                                                    
The shit                                                                             
Or the rainbow end of it                                                   
I need to pull it together                                                
Or be stuck in the middle with you     

                            
This is the end of an era
This is the end of a perfect day
This is the end of the end itself
This is the one that got away
It’s the end of the story
The end of the frame
I’m at my wits end
Loose end crying game
Time to pull it together 
And be stuck in the middle with you

In the beginning there was nothing at all                  
A void, no form, no circumstance                               
In the beginning just a wilderness call                        
The wave, the wind, the lonesome glance                 
In the beginning                                                              
We took a chance and burned it down to the ground                 
In the beginning                                                              
I need a long cold shower                                            
See me stuck in the middle with you                          
Stuck in the middle with you                                        
Stuck in the middle with you    
                                                        
This is the end of our elaborate plans                 
So limitless and free
The end of laughter and soft lies
And my Jim Morrison plagiary
The end of my thinking, the end of this song
My friend, the end
He wants to tag along
I guess it’s better together
Being stuck in the middle with you
Like the Raff man said I’m stuck in the middle with you

The End  The Beginning And The Stuck In The Middle

In The Game feat. SteelCityRed
Vocals and Lyrics SteelCityRed:
https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/23517/in-the-game-hook-acapella-by-steelcityred-120bpm-rap-acapella
Paploviante:
Bass, Music Composing, Mix, Picture and Mastering

In The Game feat. SteelCityRed

I pulled the cart out from the stack 
And could tell right away it was hobbled 
I should have just put the cart back 
The front wheel violently wobbled 

But I was, of course, running late 
And I thought, with the cart, I could deal 
And thus, I had sealed my fate 
I chose a cart with a wobbly wheel 

My guests would soon be at my door 
The pressure upon me was mounting 
My boss and his wife and the man HE works for 
And the beautiful girl from accounting 

But my cart wheel’s clickety clacking 
My shopping trip now an ordeal 
It’s too late now, there’s no backtracking 
Wehn you’ve chosen a wobbly wheel.  

Wobbly Wheel 

The wobbly wheel made me tardy 
And my guests went home hungry and tired 
My boss was displeased about the missed dinner party 
And I was shortly thereafter that fired 

I never recovered from losing 
My job, it was less than ideal 
God punished me greatly for choosing 
The cart with the wobbly wheel 

Wobbly Wheel 

I stole the cart off of the stack 
I needed a place for my clothes 
I lived under a bridge near a railroad track 
Since the bank on my house did foreclose 

And now a homeless man wanders the city 
From dumpsters he picks his next meal 
But this man doesn’t warrant your pity 
He chose the cart with the wobbly wheel 

Wobbly Wheel

The Wobbly Wheel

Don't say you love me don't say you care
And be so far away
Telephone communication only a three minute elation
When I hear your voice

Through love and trust it's gonna work out fine
The only pain I feel is all this time
Between you and me, you and me

All the days have turned to years
Only emphasise my fears since you've said goodbye
I can hear your voice at night
I can read the words you write it's only love

Through love and trust it's gonna work out fine
The only pain I feel is all this time
Between you and me, you and me

Instrumental

Through love and trust it's gonna work out fine
The only pain I feel is all this time
Between you and me, you and me

Through love and trust it's gonna work out fine
The only pain I feel is all this time
Between you and me, you and me

Outro

The Time Between  (Chris Hillman and the Byrds)

There’s a treasure down deep in this garbage can
To find it, plug your nose, feel the dirt on your hands
Just remember that they never really understand 
Your personal Rosetta Stone



Hard To Tell

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