Name: what’s it gonna take to get you home by Early Fires in Top
Duration: 2 min 58 s
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Draw Near

Composed & Produced by Brock Hewitt
In Collaboration with The David Roy Collective

Copyright 2021 Stories in Sound

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Draw Near (w/ The David Roy Collective)

Hallelujah

I Know This Turn
You stop asking for signs. You start recognizing the rhythm.
The spiral isn’t confusing anymore. It’s yours.

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I Know This Turn

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Floating

Be You

Be You (Acoustic Version)

Late September Heart is a quiet story of almosts — the words not said, the looks held a second too long, the song left hanging in the air. Set against a backdrop of worn leather booths and late-night jukebox hum, this track leans into a slow-burning country-blues feel. It’s the kind of song that doesn’t raise its voice, but lingers like smoke — steady, honest, and full of the things we don’t say. For nights when something stirs, even in silence. For what almost was.

Late September Heart erzählt leise von allem, was fast passiert wäre – Worte, die in der Kehle stecken bleiben, Blicke, die zu lange halten, ein Song, der in der Luft hängen bleibt. Der Sound: rau und warm, wie eine Jukebox in einem Diner kurz vor Feierabend. Country-Blues in seiner stillsten Form – ehrlich, zurückgenommen, und voller unausgesprochener Dinge. Für Nächte, in denen etwas bleibt. Auch wenn nichts geschieht.

Late September Heart

Pain And Misery

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what’s it gonna take to get you home

LYRICS

(Verse)
Shivers runnin' down my spine
Hearts cold in the summertime
When you told me it was over
Baby
You took me under

(Chorus)
If you want it
You got it
Don't need it
Then drop it
Just tell me
Do you really care?
And if you're not about it
Don't even start it
Baby
Just leave me nowhere

(Verse)
You call me like you're used to
To tell me you're in the mood
When you told me it was over
Baby
You took me under

(Chorus)
If you want it
You got it
Don't need it
Then drop it
Just tell me
Do you really care?
And if you're not about it
Don't even start it
Baby
Just leave me nowhere

(Bridge)
Leave me nowhere
Ooh-ooh
Mm
If you want it
You got it
Don't need it
Then drop it
Just tell me
Do you really care?

(Chorus)
If you want it
You got it
Don't need it
Then drop it
Just tell me
Do you really care?
And if you're not about it
Don't even start it
Baby
Just leave me nowhere
Leave me nowhere

Leave Me Nowhere

Wrote this one early Spring morning long ago, when out walking with my 3 year old daughter, Janine.

Little Legs (Janine's Song)

O Soul of My Soul (A Mourning Hymn)

Ohhh... I lay on the moor...
Oooooh, so cold... so cold,
Yet still I breathe...
Hmmmm... I breathe and grieve...
Though thou art gone, I live.

Oooo... the wind, it moans thy name—
Ohhh, the heather weeps the same.
Thy grave is near,
Thy voice I hear...
Hmmmm... in every gust of flame.

I weep by thy stone—
Oooooo, I weep alone.
Ohhh, love of mine,
Thy touch was warm...
Now only frost is thine.

Ohhhhhh... soul from my soul,
Ooooohhh, come back, come whole.
Thy shadow clings—
It walks with me,
Across the hills, endlessly.

Hmmm... I sing, I sigh, I plead,
Oooo... rise, though Death may lead.
Break from the clay,
Ohhh, break the sleep—
For love is strong, and love runs deep.

Ohhhh, soul of my soul,
Come home, come home...
Hmmmm... I am thine—still thine,
Though stars have dimmed
And God keeps time.

Ooooohhh...

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PATRICK BURKE 2025

(A Mourning Hymn)

Track from the ToneBoneMachine album "Rain In Death Valley".

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VULTURE by Nova J

Bitch I see you, yes I do
Your entitled attitude
You so petty, full of hatred
Scavenging oh you so shameless

You think I don’t know (ooo)
You a sneaky hoe (ooo)
Pack your shit and go (ooo)
Leave my studio (ooo)

I got breaking news, bitch
I am onto you, bitch
You and me are through, bitch

You ain’t nothin’ but a vulture
(Vulture! Vulture!)
Got no manners, got no culture
(Vulture! Vulture!)
You’re a shady lil’ fucker
(Vulture! Vulture!)
You ain’t nothin’ but a vulture
(Vulture! Vulture! Vulture!)

You circlin’ close, smellin’ death
Talkin’ sweet with toxic breath
Fake concern, fake regret
But you just waitin’ for what’s left

You think I don’t know (ooo)
You a sneaky hoe (ooo)
Pack your shit and go (ooo)
Leave my studio (ooo)

I got breaking news, bitch
I am onto you, bitch
You and me are through, bitch

You ain’t nothin’ but a vulture
(Vulture! Vulture!)
Got no manners, got no culture
(Vulture! Vulture!)
You’re a shady lil’ fucker
(Vulture! Vulture!)
You ain’t nothin’ but a vulture
(Vulture! Vulture! Vulture!)

Vulture. (Yeah, I said it.)
Vulture. (Best forget it.)
Vulture. (You thought you’d win it)
Vulture. (It’s time to quit it.)

Bitch I see you, yes I do
(Your entitled attitude)
You so petty, full of hatred
(Scavenging oh you so shameless)

I got breaking news, bitch
I am onto you, bitch
You and me are through, bitch

You ain’t nothin’ but a vulture
(Vulture! Vulture!)
Got no manners, got no culture
(Vulture! Vulture!)
You’re a shady lil’ fucker
(Vulture! Vulture!)
You ain’t nothin’ but a vulture
(Vulture! Vulture! Vulture!)

Lillian

With deep textures, slow BPM, and evolving atmospheres, it's perfect for menus, cutscenes, exploration, or emotional storytelling in games.

Track 8 - Noctivaga

They came with fire, with steel and chain,
Marked the earth, changed the name.
Yet the poet walked where silence grew,
Left his words in ash that flew.

This sea is mine, its voice still calls,
This sea is mine, it knows us all.
Though tides may turn and stars may fall,
This sea is mine, it stands through all.

From Carmel’s hill, where cedars stand,
He named the sea, he called the land.
Not for gold, not for pride,
But to claim the tide before it died.

This sea is mine, its voice still calls,
This sea is mine, it knows us all.
Though tides may turn and stars may fall,
This sea is mine, it stands through all.

The fire raged, the city fell,
The wind still sings what none can tell.
A poet’s room, a glass of wine,
A name now drifting past the line.

This sea is mine, its voice still calls,
This sea is mine, it knows us all.
Though tides may turn and stars may fall,
This sea is mine, it stands through all.

Soft winds rise, a song takes flight,
A fleeting shadow, a whispered name.
No wall will stand, no chains remain,
For words outlive the hands of pain.


This sea is mine, its voice still calls,
This sea is mine, it knows us all.
Though tides may turn and stars may fall,
This sea is mine, it stands through all.

Above the sea, above the tide,
A new Carmel will rise in stride.
Stone by stone, the dream revives,
In word and song, the past survives.


This sea is mine, its voice still calls,
This sea is mine, it knows us all.
Though tides may turn and stars may fall,
This sea is mine, it stands through all.

Above the sea, above the tide,
A new Carmel will rise in stride.
Stone by stone, the dream revives,
In word and song, the past survives.


(for Mahmoud Darwish)

Carmel Reloaded

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Lryics | Heat Like That

You don’t play with heat like that
Unless you’re ready for the aftermath

Walked in late, lips like sin
Eyes said lose, smile said win
You touched my back like you had rights
I let it slide—for one damn night

You thought I’d melt, thought I’d fall
Didn’t know I’ve burned through worse than all

You don’t play with heat like that
Light the fuse, then step back
I’m not your risk, I’m not your muse
I’m the kind of fire you’ll always lose
You wanted wild, you wanted wrong
But you won’t survive me very long

You called me trouble like it’s new
Baby, trouble’s how I move through you
You tasted smoke and begged for more
Now you’re ashes on the floor

You thought I’d break, thought I’d belong
Didn’t know I’ve been fire all along

You don’t play with heat like that
Flirt with sparks, then pull back
I don’t simmer, I combust
I’ll turn your sweet talk into dust
You wanted heat, now here it is
A woman who burns—and never forgives

Next time you reach for something hot
Think of everything I’m not
I’m not soft, not made to stay
I light it up, then walk away

You don’t play with heat like that
Strike a match, then try to act
Like I was just another flame
When you still curse out my name
You wanted heat, now that it’s gone—
Go tell your friends you got it wrong

Yeah, you don’t play with heat like that

Heat Like That

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Early Fires is a songwriting project by Tom Gallant.
It captures moments caught between light and shadow, shaped by years of living and making music in New York City. After his time writing and drumming with NYC’s Smackdarts, Gallant created Early Fires to follow songs wherever they led — finding the sounds, the voices, and the feeling that carried them best.

what’s it gonna take to get you home

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