Martha (1976-2013)

Written in 2003, this song is for Martha Carol.  Martha lost her mother while we were in 5th grade.  We attended Orchard Street School in Fox River Grove.  At the time, the school would host a monthly dance for the Junior High kids.  6th grade came and Martha agreed to be my first girlfriend.  Ten months after her Mom passed, Martha was my date to the Halloween dance.  She arrived with her face painted in a black and white yin & yang, but like a clown, with the white side smiling and the black side frowning.  We all knew the moment we saw her what she trying to convey with her costume; It was a beautifully sad expression of everything she was going through.  She was at the dance but somewhere else entirely that night.  We sat quietly until the inevitable moment when a song came on that ripped the tears from her eyes.  She stood, turned, and ran screaming out of the school.  A few of us chased after and I got to her first.  There she was, standing at the top of a hill, just staring up at the streetlight, enveloped in its glow, and spinning in small circles.  For all the years I knew her after that time she was just never the same.  Martha is gone now, passed a few years back from an illness, but I’ll always have her and that moment in my heart.        

Verse 1
She’s circling the streetlight
Says she sneaks out every night
And that she stares at the stars and cries under moonlight
She says she can’t shake her mind of moments frozen in time
She wants some answers to life and she’ll search herself for nothing more.

Verse 2
She wants to go back in time.
She wants someone else’s life
So she lay on the on floor, oh
And she begs for the pain to subside
She’s just a little girl so lost in this world
Down and out of control, kicked and broken, and she don’t know why.

Verse 3
Says she’d trade it all for better days
God there’s got to be a better way
And she’s so damn scared
But she won’t let it show.
Never again will she be the same
It’s buried to stay, every day is now so alone

Bridge
And then she said.  If you can hear me, can you heal me
If can feel me shaking, can you free me
She says she wished it would rain 
to match this flood of sadness and wash her away
Then a storm rolled in, the clouds as gray as her skin, and when the rain and lightning broke, somehow it gave her hope.

Verse 4
She’s circling the streetlight
Says she sneaks out every night
And that she stares at the stars and prays under moonlight
She wore the face of clown, part smile, part frown
And when the makeup was gone, run free the child down below.
When that storm rolled in, the clouds as gray as her skin, but when the rain and lightning broke, the ghost carried her home.

Martha

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FLY ME TO THE MOON
Original song by Bart Howard
Musical arrangement by Overdrive
Vocals by Maria J. Dávila

A rockabilly / jazz version of Fly Me To The Moon, with the extraordinary vocals of Maria J. Dávila. 

Check out Maria's incredible work on her Soundcloud profile:
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Fly Me To The Moon (ft Maria J. Dávila)

Written by Jah-Femi Telewa 

Vocal arrangements, produced by Franklin L

I Pray  (Version 1) feat.

great retro club vibes something new for today times

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The glass is half empty,
The glass is half full, 
I suppose it depends on the day.

Just leave me alone.
Let my gamble my throne.
Let me throw all my efforts away.

The half moon peeks over the crest hill.
Lest the wolves are not done for the day.

Let them leave me alone.
Let me gyre and gimble in space.

Like the earth holds the moon on a string.
The edge of the universe can not begin.
If you'd do, you could do anything.
If you could stop sinking so.
Down low.
Down low.
Down low.

Oh, what was I thinking?
And what was the cost?
All the years spent trying to begin.

Give me my home, and a room of my own.
A shiny cold throne where the north-easter blows.

The glass sits half empty.
So fill it with gold.
It's been years since I've cared for your ways.

Let me prove that I've grown.
Let me gyre and gimble in space.

Like a cup and a ball on a string.
The dragonfly beats butterfly on the wing.
You just did. You could do anything.
If you could stop thinking you're...
Down low.
Down low.
Down low.

Like the absense of reason you bring.
The man who had nothing could gain everything.
Like a cup and a ball on a string.
You could stop sinking so.
Down low.
Down low.
Down low.

Down Low

🕐 VERSE  1 :
Drunk hoe trippin', spillin' drinks on her coat,
Drunk hoe laughin', tryna tell a bad joke,
Drunk hoe dancin', like she steppin' on some toes,
Drunk hoe flexin', like she owns the whole show.

Drunk hoe singin', but she don't know the words,
Drunk hoe slidin', like she tryna chase birds,
Drunk hoe cryin', 'bout her high school love,
Drunk hoe lost it, now she huggin' a shrub.

Drunk hoe textin', with her phone upside down,
Drunk hoe wavin', like she won the whole town,
Drunk hoe chattin', with a stranger named Joe,
Drunk hoe braggin', 'bout a trip to Mexico.   

Drunk hoe snorin', in the middle of the club,
Drunk hoe thinkin', she's the queen of the hub,
Drunk hoe spillin', all her secrets tonight,
Drunk hoe swayin', under the neon light.

🪝 HOOK :

Drunk hoe , wavin' every move on the scene
Drunk hoe , livin' like she's always 18
Drunk hoe , shouting like a crazy wife
Drunk hoe , laughin' with her friends by her side x2

🕑 VERSE 2 :

Drunk hoe , searching for her keys on the floor
Drunk hoe , yelling , where's the bathroom door
Drunk hoe , stumblin' on the way to the bar
Drunk hoe , aimin' , tryin' , to be a big star

Drunk hoe ,  twitting , yeah , all of her streams
Drunk hoe , yeah , laugin' at her own memes  
Drunk hoe , dancing on the table so high
Drunk hoe , screaming  , hopin' , touching the sky

Drunk hoe , flirting with a bouncer named Stan
Drunk hoe , posin' with her weekend plans
Drunk  hoe  , swayin' to a song from the 90's
Drunk  hoe , strugglin' with her old ID

Drunk hoe , wandering , just lost through the night
Drunk hoe , shut up , with no cash in sight
Drunk hoe , callin' up her ex on the phone
Drunk hoe , callin' up , I'm always so alone

🪝 HOOK :

Drunk hoe , wavin' every move on the scene
Drunk hoe , livin' like she's always 18
Drunk hoe , shouting like a crazy wife
Drunk hoe , laughin' with her friends by her side x2

"DRUNK HOE" Demo1 ( Prod. by PREZI13 )

9/9/24
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