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i sit in manarola, as i imagine lovers do. but i sit alone, dreaming of you.
via dell’amore, oh to walk on loves way, but i sit & stay with pain & paint.

pastel villages are like a real world work of art, 
the prettiest views can mend a broken heart,
the sweet, salty air is starting to taste like i’m glad you’re not there.

i sleep in manarola, as i imagine lovers do.
but i sleep alone, just me & the moon.
via dell’amore, hold my own damn hand on love’s way, 
like a vision of monsieur monet.

pastel villages are like a real world work of art, 
the prettiest views can mend a broken heart,
the sweet, salty air is starting to taste like thank god you’re not there.

i sit in manarola as i imagine lovers do, 
the furthest thing from my mind is loving you.

i sit in manarola.

manarola

you’re in the bedroom, i’m in the kitchen, folding the linens like my mother told me to.
if i’m homesick, i find home in holding you.

if you look at me without saying you love me, i’ll pile to the floor.
with the dust, dead hair, wonder if you care.
meet my doubt with reassurance, say those words i’m so allured in, 
the shirt i threw on was your girls before.

does it sit in your drawer?

you love me, but did you love her more?

i’ll never leave a piece behind, be naked for you all the time. 
if you see me in some bad light and don’t think i’m pretty, keep that shit to yourself.
my photo on the highest shelf, 
to think back fondly when the next girl sorts through your laundry.

laundry

i hate the way my brother treats his girlfriends, and i wonder if it’s my fault.
is there a lesson i should have taught him before he got so damn strong?
did he stop looking up to me just cause he’s standing at 6 feet, my cousins got taller too.
maybe that’s just the male gene, so bless my female anatomy, 
i know how to treat the girl i love.

it’s safe to say i want to be a mother, not to a baby but to a dog.
my sweet maxine, my darla, my darling, 
someday a howl will call me mom.
walking fast and eating slow, maybe all good things juxtapose, 
how nature is kind and it is cruel.
i’m the first one to leave and to spill my fucking drink,
walking on eggshells and grasping at straws.

hide the fact that you’re 19, don’t you dare embarrass me, you want them to think you’re smart, right? define that subtle alchemy, barefoot on the balcony,
dancing under star light.
ramble about being a daughter and a future canine mother and my obsession with vintage lingerie.
buy myself a bouquet of flowers and admire how my hour glass figure looks on a sunlit duvet.

vintage lingerie

all silk and satin, your skin my favorite fabric, i’d wear you if i could.
but i can’t, so instead, blur the lines where you start and where i end, if that’s cool.
where you are strong, i am soft. teach me a lesson on how to be what i am not.
if i learn, in return, you can draw the lines each place my body curves under your touch.
and on my hips, you can carve your name.
won’t make a difference, i’m yours all the same.
i like the way it sounds when you spell it out,
so put in on me, put it in me, anything to make it loud.

all silk & satin

Orion demo

Bend The Round

Sweet Like Rosa

Padam Padam [Kylie Minogue Cover]

Written, performed, produced and mastered by Donna Blue
Drums and bass recorded by Roy van Rosendaal
Strings recorded by Jonas Pap

Drums by Dirk Schonk
Bass by Joost van Eck
Cello by Jonas Pap
Violin by Jasper van Rosmalen

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Into The Realm Of Love

Fantasy Girl

Lyrics:

When you threw me away 

I caught the wind, I caught the wind 

When you cared not where I’d land

I caught the wind, I caught the wind

Cause I’ll never need you anyway 

Like you needed me when we were young 

No thought of the world

And I will only grow

Caught The Wind

'As She Grows' by cruush.
Out now on Heist or Hit.

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As She Grows

Ok THIS is the final version. I took Emma Harner's cover of "The Gold" by Manchester Orchestra and added some supporting vocals.

The Gold (Cover) Ft. Emma Harner

I love the sound of my ringtone when you’re on the other line.
You love my half asleep, drunk voicemails, see how fast you hit decline.
Driving home from your apartment is when I realize that you’re all I’ve ever wanted.
I want to pay your parking tickets, lie that I was at the wheel.
I want to take away your sickness, I will hurt for you to heal.         
Never been this type of person, but for you, my love, I think it could all be worth it.

I could give you everything but peace and quiet,
But I’ll say with complete certainty you’ll like it.
Only one-way tickets, I’ll write a song in 30 minutes, and I’ll interrupt your sleep, check if you’re 
still in love with me,
I could give you everything but peace.

I’ve poured my heart to endless lyrics I swore I’d never say aloud,
But when you look at me I’m fearless, I’d scream it in front of a crowd.
I’m convinced you’re made of magic. 		         
I saw you in a dream, thought I could only imagine.

I could give you everything but peace and quiet,
But I’ll say with complete certainty you’ll like it.
Dancing in the kitchen, when you talk you know I’ll listen, 
You will never go unheard, I’m hanging on to every word.
I could give you everything but peace.

To kiss you in soft starlight, to kiss you soaked in sunrise,
I still can’t believe you’re mine.

I could give you anything but peace, I could.
I could give you anything but peace & quiet.

manarola

ella luna

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