Name: Shrew In A Shoebox by Danny Feucht
Duration: 2 min 59 s
Description: hopefully not just a worse version of something in the way

hopefully not just a worse version of something in the way

Shrew In A Shoebox

Dusk Till Dawn, Heaven

A bunch of early ideas for a song. Was going to try to fix the crusty vocals and actually mix things properly but thats always something that can be done later

ideas from when the leaves started to turn (demo)

A minecraft-inspired song recorded on my phone on a piano that isn’t out of tune it’s just Lo-Fi

sheet music: https://sfeucht.github.io/damp-sleeves.pdf

Damp Sleeves

Alberta Blues

On The Eve Of My Departure

Forgive the Mess

Living in bars and behind them.
Walking in strangers cars.
Living under the stars,
Without a place to go.
Where no one knows.

Boys in blue with a gun
Something against fun
We were beat, hurt and depraved.
To hell with well behaved

Street queens cramped in hotels.
Drugged up, with bodies to sell.

Living in bars and behind them
Walking in strangers cars
dying under the stars
in a chosen home.

Home is where the heart is
allowed to fall apart
connected from the start
and now it's gone.

Living in bars and behind them 
Given no other choice
But at least I had my voice
and I paid for that

So let me ask

Where where the "boys"?
The moderate armchair liberators?
Where was the cause?
Did they pause for the freaks?
The same the pricks,
who were crying when we threw bricks.

Living in Bars

Father's Day

These are the colors
In the shades that I fell for you
And the brush of your gifted touch

The glow of the snow
The crackle of our shoes
The hues of your laughter 
And your blues.

A towering city
Over our dirty room
Bundled against a creamy moon

Am I blind
To throw behind
My other senses
I spend time
Behind my old
Defenses 

These are the colors
In the shades that I fell for you
And the brush of your gifted touch
 
 the earth in your iris
The strength of your virus
Taken  for granted when I took you.

Break the branches
Grow the chances

These are the colors
In the shades that I fell for you
And the brush of your gifted touch
 
The mellow of sunrise 
The yellow of your sighs 
The shine of the drop in the morning dew    

Put me on you palette
And canvas

Shrew In A Shoebox

Danny Feucht

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