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Rising Of A Setting Sun

"Bad Love" is an indie singer/songwriter ballad that chronicles the end of a relationship--but looks forward to the next. The song embraces the future with a mellow yet toe-tapping chorus: "Say, no, to bad love".

Bad Love

This indie rock song begins deceptively mellow, but the story soon takes a menacing twist. A coming-of-age story set in Los Angeles, "Blink" is a story about working in fast food and living too fast.

Blink

An epic bus ride across the Southwest leads to an unexpected confrontation with the fate of humankind.

Something In The Air

Me and Jesus Riding the Greyhound

All In

Too Long

A little 1990s grunge throwback...

Heaven Here
©2013 Eric Butterfield, BMI 

Heaven here in the sunshine
Heaven here in the sunshine

You know I know it's real
To me

Your beauty is sweet torture
Take me away then spit me out
You make me feel like all I wanted
Is nothing more, so let me out

You need a devotee 
Watch me bleed
You set a killer free
Inside me

Your heaven to me is bitter and sweet
Torture me
Let me out

Heaven here in the sunshine
Heaven here in the sunshine

You know I know it's real
Now do you know it's real?
How do you know it's real?

You'll need a devotee 
Make me bleed

Heaven here in the moonshine
Heaven here in the moonshine

How do I know it's real?
How do I know you're real?
There's nothing left to feel
There's nothing left to fear

Break me
Now get out

Heaven Here

"Wake Me in Paris" is a ballad about long-distance romance and dreaming of reunion in the City of Lights. Performed by Eric Butterfield (www.ericbutterfieldmusic.com). The song was a semi-finalist in the 2017 International Songwriting Competition. 

Here's a lyric video: 
https://youtu.be/WAh0HpQVIXI

Written by Eric Butterfield and Scott Mickelson 
Produced by Scott Mickelson (www.mickelsonmusic.com)

Eric Butterfield: Vocals, guitars
Scott Mickelson: Backing vocals
Piano: Adam Rossi
Drums: Frank Reina

Thank you for listening!

Wake Me in Paris

A rock song that tells the tale of a man trying to win a woman who is still hung up on her ex, "Dead Ex-Boyfriend Blues" makes it clear that when you fight a memory, you always lose.

Dead Ex-Boyfriend Blues

A song about social isolation during the global pandemic. 

Written, performed and produced by Eric Butterfield. (www.ericbutterfieldmusic.com)

LYRICS:

Boy In A Bubble
By Eric Butterfield
©2020 Red Dirt Ditties (BMI)

I want to run in the sun
Feel the heat and the breeze
Yesterday's impossible now
I'm looking down on empty streets

I want to fly in the empty sky
Pigeons on my fire escape won't fly
Highways are calling
Do you want to drive and drive and drive?

chorus:  
I feel like the boy in a bubble
A prisoner staring out a dirty window and there's trouble
I never thought the world would look so gray 

Promise I won't take this life for granted
Promise I won't take your love for granted 
Never again, again, again
Never again, again

I can't live on canned food any more
Can't live on reruns anymore
I'm gonna flash the neighbors
If you don't come over right now

I'm like a volcano
Vesuvius, Saint Helens, and Krakatoa
Got a Ford Pinto named “Geronimo!”

chorus:  
I feel like the boy in a bubble
A prisoner staring out a dirty window and there's trouble
I never thought the world would look so gray 

Where to run?
Where you gonna run?
Where to run?
Where to run?
Where to run?

chorus: 
I feel like the boy in a bubble
A prisoner staring out a dirty window at trouble
I never thought the world would end this way 
And I'm going to run to you if I ever get out of here

Boy In A Bubble

I'm a singer/songwriter from Northern California. My album, "Something In The Air," is a collection of songs about growing up fast, driving fast cars, working fast food, pondering the fate of humankind ("Me and Jesus Riding the Greyhound"), and almost paying the ultimate price ("Blink").

www.ericbutterfieldmusic.com