somtimes I wanna call you but I know you won't be there

I LOVE YOU (full cover)

I wanted to write a song pertaining to a post-relationship break-up from the perspective of someone who is heartbroken, but persistent in trying to make it work. The reason it is titled, Murphy's Law, is he is believing if anything can happen it will happen, meaning he'll prove that he can make it work by giving him "one more chance" and "some more time."

Several moments of the song are taken from real-life instances where I was experiencing heartbreak and I kept thinking about all of the fun things we did, like going to the movies and laughing all night or dreaming of places we'd travel together like Florence, Italy. It's similar to the concept of not knowing what you have until it's gone, but trying to be cognizant that, because there's a possibility of it being gone, making sure you don't lose it. It's definitely an interestingly somewhat backwards take on Murphy's Law.

Murphy's Law

I would hold you in my arms, I would take the pain away

Fight feelings

Ghost

Mr.sandman

A song for someone who I don’t know and I’ve never meet but am sure there is a soul that exist who deserve that song

Cuz u are

Ghostly kisses |Angel eyes

Loving You Is Killing Me

He called me his Georgia Pie…
But I was  city born, so I’d wonder why…
He played that harp like a summer sunrise…
Me with my guitar, just trying to try…
Georgia Pie… Georgia Pie… Georgia Pie…
We met by the river, no stage, no lights
Just a patch of shade and a day done right
I was scribbling verses, chasing a tune
He came drifting in like a breeze in June
Didn’t speak a word, but he played so clear
Notes like stories I needed to hear
His harmonica danced with my strumming hand
And suddenly, I could understand
Georgia Pie… Georgia Pie…
He called me sweet like a southern breeze
Georgia Pie… Georgia Pie…
But I was Brooklyn born, wild and free
Still I sang with him, side by side
The best thing I ever heard in life
Georgia Pie… Georgia Pie…
He played the truth without a plea
He couldn’t speak, not in words or sound
But his melodies spun the world around
He’d nod and hum, then let it fly
A tune that made the pine trees sigh
I asked him once, “Why Georgia Pie?”
He smiled and played a lullaby
I never got the answer clear
But I felt it deep, like music near
He was the verse I couldn’t write
The chord that made the wrong feel right
He was the hush before the storm
The fire that kept my fingers warm
He was the echo in the breeze
The song that brought me to my knees
He was the pie I couldn’t bake
But still I sang for heaven’s sake
Georgia Pie… Georgia Pie…
He called me sweet like a southern breeze
Georgia Pie… Georgia Pie…
But I was city  born, wild and free
Still I sang with him, side by side
The best thing I ever heard in life
Georgia Pie… Georgia Pie…
He played the truth without a plea
Georgia Pie… Georgia Pie…
Georgia Pie… Georgia Pie…
He disappeared like a morning mist…
But left a song I still resist…
Georgia Pie… Georgia Pie…
The best thing I ever heard in me…

🌹Thanks to the players from H.C. and Del's studio

All Rights held by songwriter Edwin H. Balder.

Be sure to visit Tina's playlist here:
soundcloud.com/edwin-balder/sets/tina-talone-may-this-kind-of?si=c962a19838244cafab03c08ba110c75f&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

And Tina's new music video here:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=6TZvNm4nfdQ

I would hold you in my arms, I would take the pain away

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