The First Thing You Learn

I met a girl from California,
she taught me how to dance,
she grabbed my hand and 
threw me up on stage

I tried to speak but
my mind when blank with
nothing left to say
I know I grew up a little that day

She laughed for miles in
the crowds of people
and held me wild and proud
while I fumbled with my feet upon the ground

The lights shone down
on her big blue eyes
and i knew that I was home
in a messy bar at the end of the road

Oh, how I loved the air (that night,)
Oh, how I loved her hair (I might, I might, I love)
Oh, how we moved so slow and fast
I can't get past so slow and fast
 I can't get past the room

The sun came up and before we knew
the grass was wet with dew
we woke up next to the ocean shining blue

I turned to her face that 
was sound its place while 
the sun was beating down
I never thought I'd seen the light before

Oh, how I loved the air (that night,)
Oh, how I loved her hair (I might, I might, I love)
Oh, how we moved so slow and fast
I can't get past so slow and fast 
I can't get past the room

ba ba ba interlude

Oh, how I loved the air (that night,)
Oh, how I loved her hair (I might, I might, I love)
Oh, how we moved so slow and fast
I can't get past so slow and fast 
I can't get past the room

Frau

Love/Love by Ebro [Now on iTunes]

I went to school today,
I saw you there,
You held my hand again,
I fixed your hair.

Oh, love, love love,
Oh, love,
Oh, love, love love,
Oh, love,

You broke my heart again,
You threw it down,
I cried a tear again,
I watched it drown.

Oh, love, love love,
Oh, love,
Oh, love, love, love,
Oh, love

Love/love

A ball is passed over a field,
and boy meets dad at the edge
to catch its fall
A happy family at mass,
they went for years
until dad faded fast
and boy into tears,

Doctor comes into the room again,
Dad's heartbeat is slow
Boy's holding his hand,

Crying he knows Dad's breathing his last,
His skin's getting cold, boy's afraid,
Tears he's choking back,

Crying, "Please don't leave me,
Dad, please don't leave me,"

boy on the floor after years
was looking in the glass,
memories in lines on his veins
he was trying to pass,
now wet itch in his sleeve
mother's pounding at the door
yelling as he is soaking in the floor,

oh, yelling, "Please don't leave me
Son, please don't leave me
yelling, please don't leave me
Son, please don't leave me,"

Now Mother's alone in her bed
holding a cross,
hot tears running down her face
for all that she's lost,

Sobbing, "Please, God, don't leave me,
God, please don't leave me."

Please Don't Leave by Ebro

Using audacity to record ideas while i'm here.

She Swears that She's Singing

Du Bist Schoen

It's all just an attempt to turn the whole thing into music. Everything.



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