Leith Ross - Need To Think About It

Lizzy McAlpine - Firearm (live Acoustic)

Lizzy McAlpine - Budapest

When the Last Drummer Boy is left standing.
Was the war worth all the dead and wounded?

The Last Drummer Boy

[Verse]
A shadow falls where the banners flew
A ghost of a song whispers through
Did the cries reach heaven's door
Or vanish like smoke from the cannon's roar

[Prechorus]
The field is silent the stars don't blink
Was it glory or madness what do you think

[Chorus]
When the last drummer boy is left standing
Was the war worth all the dead and wounded
Echoes in the valley cold and bare
A question hangs unanswered in the air

[Verse 2]
Boot prints deep in the muddy ground
The bugle's gone no victory sound
The trees bear witness to the toll
A battle's price carved on every soul

[Bridge]
The rivers run red but they don’t rewind
The sun rises still though it leaves behind
The names that fade the lives that broke
Ashes and tears and the words we spoke

[Chorus]
When the last drummer boy is left standing
Was the war worth all the dead and wounded
Echoes in the valley cold and bare
A question hangs unanswered in the air


It was not uncommon for young boys to be used as drummers in war. In battle, the instruments often meant the difference between victory and defeat, even though the musicians had no weapons to defend themselves with, but stood there in the battle alarm with a pipe or drum and played hour after hour. However, it was precisely these who stood at the forefront and were also the ones who were killed first.

Music was a communication center during battles, while at the same time symbolizing the collective will to fight and thus the very reason why one fought; that is, for the nation or homeland.

When the Last Drummer Boy is Left Standing

for now (from my bathtub)

wrote this one today. really honest. hope u like.

lyrics:
given the circumstances
i won't ask you to stay
given the circumstances
i would get it if you walked away

but all my life i've been looking for this
it seems fitting that
things go to hell now that i've found it

i don't think we're wasting time
but if you do i'm sorry
i can see a life with you
but if you can't i'm sorry
if 4 months means nothing
if none of it counts for something
then i'm sorry
if spending every night in your bed
has no meaning, then
what are we?
just a sorry excuse for love

lately the world is ending
so i won't ask for too much
lately the world is ending
and i find that i pretend to be okay with too much

but all my life i've been looking for this
real funny that
things go to hell now that i've found it

i don't think we're wasting time
but if you do i'm sorry
i can see a life with you
but if you can't i'm sorry
if 4 months means nothing
if none of it counts for something
then i'm sorry
if spending every night in your bed
has no meaning, then
what are we?
just a sorry excuse for love

...what are we? (voice memo)

here's a little song I wrote a year ago - it's about the grief of missing somebody you can no longer love.

lyrics:

v1:
It’s morning in your eyes
so my nights, they don’t need the light
your seasons take their sweet time
still, my bedroom’s perfumed of last july
and I’d be fine, someday soon
if only he were you

 v2:
he lets me take my time 
and I let him take you off my mind 
I don’t reach for you in shifting paradigms
yet, I search for you in his eyes
and I’d be fine, someday soon
if only he were you

bridge:
when you were with me
when I was sixteen
and tangled in you
oh, let me just stay here
I’ll pack up and leave soon
I swear I’ll forget you
just let me stay here, my dear

v3/outro:
‘cause it’s morning in your eyes 
and my nights are needing the light

if only he were you - (demo)

lyrics:

where did you go, angelina?
why did you take my foolish heart?
i should've known, angelina
i was never right for that part

i could've sworn, angelina
we would get hitched and you'd be a bitch about
getting us there on time
i'd thank the lord for angelina
oh, so i guess the wedding
i'll never be getting
will live in the back of my mind

i never loved you more than when you said goodbye
cause maybe i knew that love wasn't honest if you had to lie
i never loved you more than when you walked away
cause maybe i knew, angelina, you'd never stay

* trumpet solo ;) *

are you coming home, angelina?
i think i'm done trying to hold on to you
i think you should know, angelina
that i'd probably fall again if you wanted me to
and she said i love you so i said it back but i
wished she was you

angelina (demo)

alysia write a happy song challenge 

lyrics:
i tricked myself into loving you 
i could see you fell on top and i couldn’t move 
couldn’t bring myself to tell you the truth 
cause i thought that you would give me a bruise 
for feeling something that i cant control
and the saddest thing is you don’t even know 

how i talked myself into playing cards
i gave you my ace but that didn’t get me very far 
its my favorite game i always would say 
and i loved the way that you said my name 
i wish i knew that secrets never last 
but id hate for you to just be in my past 

why’s it so hard to write you love songs 
when it feels like i need you to breathe
dont think that i had played you as my pawn 
 you dug the hole i planted the seed 
only four words that i can say
to get me out of the mess i climbed into
i know its cliche 
its me not you 

i dread texting you cause it hurts to lie 
could pretend its true love but ive already tried 
tied my stomach in permanent knott 
and im stressed that i don’t know what i want 
stringing you along just isnt fair
and i wish that you could see my loves not there 

why’s it so hard to write you love songs 
when it feels like i need you to breathe
dont think that i had played you as my pawn 
 you dug the hole i planted the seed 
only four words that i can say
to get me out of the mess i climbed into
i know its cliche 
its me not you 2x

i tricked myself into loving you 
now i lost my best friend and did the worst that i could do

me not you

sometimes - mac ayres (cover)

are we flesh and bones,
are we just a dream?
are we lost or found,
or in between?
will we ever get where we wanna be?
did we invent heaven to keep us in line?
like the stars and the moon are the ones telling time,
nothing could stop me from wondering why,
but you’re one less question,
does the sky get tired or holding our prayers,
or do they even make it up there?
even if i could see behind the curtain
maybe the knowledge would be just a burden,
still wouldn’t stop me from feeling uncertain,
but you’re one right answer
that never keeps me guessing
some understanding,
you’re one less question

one less question,
you’re one right answer
you’re one less question

if only he were you - (demo)

Ella Atkinson