All The Small Things

i 'm used to this

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

One More Sunrise is a powerful reminder of the gift that each new day brings. It tells the story of perseverance—the strength to rise after every fall, to find hope even when the night feels endless.

This song is about choosing to move forward, no matter how heavy life feels. Each verse speaks to the struggles we face, while the chorus lifts us up, reminding us that every sunrise is a second chance to rewrite our story.

It’s not just about surviving—it’s about finding the courage to stand tall and embrace the light, even when shadows linger. This is a song for those who refuse to give up and for anyone who needs a little push to start again.

One More Sunrise

Fire In The Dark

Tennessee
M. Shelton

[VERSE 1]
Oh, I have had, one of those days, where nothing goes right
I could use, a change of pace. At least for tonight
And you have a way, knowing just what to say

[CHORUS]
Play me those poor me, whiskey, drinking songs 
You know how to write
I'm aching for Nashville. crying-steel, sing-a-longs
To help me feel alright
You've always been there for me...Tennessee

[VERSE 2]
You must know, all of my hurt, pain and sorrow
You read my soul, every word. I know that you know
You're my saving grace, please save me I pray!

[CHORUS]
Play me those poor me, whiskey, drinking songs 
You know how to write
I'm aching for Nashville. crying-steel, sing-a-longs
To help me feel alright
You've always been there for me...Tennessee

[INSTRUMENTAL]

[CHORUS]
I love those poor me, whiskey, drinking songs 
You know how to write
I count on Nashville. crying-steel, sing-a-longs
To help me feel alright
There's one thing I guarantee
You'll always be there for me...Tennessee
Tennessee...Tennessee


Tennessee (male vocal)

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

Hometown gone city

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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🏷️ Tags:

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

Buy a diamond get a shotgun free. Everyone’s happy

shotgun wedding

A song reflection the emotion that you're done with someone wanting back into your life after too many chances and repeated let downs and heart aches. 

That Broken Life

I don’t need another fight in the kitchen,
Don’t need another sorry I don’t mean.
Truth is, girl, I’ve been slippin’,
Blamin’ you when it’s all on me.
I pour whiskey like it’s water,
Light a smoke just to kill the time.
Tell myself I’ll try tomorrow,
But tomorrow never shows up right.
Guess I’m better off lonely, than breakin’ your heart,
I’d rather take the blame than tear us apart.
It ain’t fair, but it’s all I know—
To push away the one I hold close.
You loved me good, but I can’t stay sober,
I’m the reason love keeps gettin’ colder.
Baby, don’t wait on me…
I’m better off lonely.
Your mama said I got a good heart,
But a good heart don’t fix my ways.
Every time you try to save me,
I just dig a deeper grave.
It’s not that I don’t want forever,
It’s that I can’t give it to ya straight.
I keep runnin’ from the mirror,
And losin’ every race I chase.
Guess I’m better off lonely, than breakin’ your heart,
I’d rather take the blame than tear us apart.
It ain’t fair, but it’s all I know—
To push away the one I hold close.
You loved me good, but I can’t stay sober,
I’m the reason love keeps gettin’ colder.
Baby, don’t wait on me…
I’m better off lonely.
One day I might find my way,
But tonight I’ll just drive and fade.
You deserve a man who ain’t
Always fallin’ on his face.
Guess I’m better off lonely, than breakin’ your heart,
I’d rather take the blame than tear us apart.
It ain’t fair, but it’s all I know—
To push away the one I hold close.
You loved me good, but I can’t stay sober,
I’m the reason love keeps gettin’ colder.
Baby, don’t wait on me…
I’m better off lonely.
Yeah, I’m better off lonely.
Better off lonely…
Than hurtin’ you again.


Better Off Lonely

David W Litwin is an author, songwriter, artist, designer and inspirer. His vision is to produce powerful, inspiring songs that cause deep thought while entertaining and engaging.
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My goal is garner a publishing deal and get these songs out into the world.

Blood Red hands

David W Litwin - Songwriter

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