I like the backing female vocals, very haunting

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Regrets

No Valentine 

Key of A | 4:4 | 112-120 BPM | Train Shuffle 

This one is a fictional story of a boy who lost his Dad, older now but still a kid, reflecting on his loss, just old enough to barely remember him, too young to have made enough memories to hold on to, and whose Momma is so heart-broken, she is unable to move past her own sorrow, to be there for the boy, to start a new life.  Desensitized, lost, and full of grief, his father’s memory is fading, making the pain of loss, and his desire to be loved even greater.  The irony is in Momma’s song, how the boy is drawing parallels to his pain while she sings of hers, and they’re so lost they can’t find each other.   

 

Intro 8 Measures 

Verse 1: 8 Measures 

Daddy found dirt when I was 3, [uh huh] 

He didn’t leave much Momma and me [uh huh] 

The rooster crowed and sang his song 

The sun came up and he was gone [uh huh] 

 

Verse 2: 8 Measures (Vocals change on second and fourth verse) 

I climb the oak tree out behind the chicken pen 

To think about my Daddy and what could’ve been. 

It’s getting hard to find memories, no baseball games, or catch for me [uh huh] 

 

Pre-Chorus:  8 Measures 

I wish this hurt would go away but the pains still fresh and here to stay [uh huh] 

 

Chorus: 8 Measures 

(A) Fill me up with Gasoline, (D) it lights the rag when Momma sings 

(G) No chocolate, wine, just tears for me, (A) No Valentines 

Nothing left but rusty dreams, I burn till sleep while Momma sings 

No kisses, hugs, or man to love, No Valentines 

Bridge/Solo?????   

 

Verse 3: 

I walk the train tracks to the sea [uh huh] 

Swear every whistle’s meant for me [uh huh] 

My Daddy’s ashes in a can and I feel like I burned with him [uh huh] 

 

Verse 4: 

Every step one closer to the morning light. 

Every day one closer to the next goodbye 

Nothing left, no memories, no birthday presents, or Christmas tree.  

 ../ 

Pre-Chorus/  

No, I can’t see nothing now but the blood red sun glow through closed eyes. [uh huh 

 

Chorus 

Fill me up with Gasoline, it lights the rag when Momma sings 

No chocolate, wine, just tears for me, No Valentines 

Nothing left but rusty dreams, I burn till sleep while Momma sings 

No kisses, hugs, or man to love, No Valentines

No Valentines

This Moment Demo

Graeme - Vocals/Songwriter/Bass
Jimi - Guitar/Songwriter/Producer

This Moment - Pearl Street Division

This Moment - Royaltones -

Im a Mess (prod. Farber & Buckrider)

In and of itself

Int ,viol ,perv

Int, viol, perv

Sloppy Blues

INTO YOUR EYES I PLAY

I've been looking for some in me
To many shadows cover me
To much sorrow on my face
the ones I need turning away
can I be alone will be ok?
Can be alone
What's in my heart, can it be set free?

I'll be ok
He sends his peace my way
I'll be ok

Sometimes I felt nothin baby
Wondering if the truth still reign
Emptiness was like a blanket baby
Use my scars to turn love away
I never enjoy all of the good things
I wasn't a friend to me
The world's reflecting baby
what I thought I buried inside me

I can't undo
But I'll use whats broken me
I'm tired of handing my self over
To my Enemies
I wanna be, what he has called for me

He Sent It My Way

What's on My Mind

I’m walking from your window
Out the door out into the street
Lost my wings of freedom
Guess I’ll have use my feet

Your distorted prism 
And the lies that you believe
Have locked me in a prison
But I’m finally breaking free

Somehow I found the courage 
To quit hoping that you’ll see 
Love should never cage you
But should help you find your wings

If you break the chains that bind you
Over time they turn to rust
If you never look behind you
Then they slowly fade to dust

So I’m turning round this corner
To clear the dust out from my eyes
Staying true to my heart’s journey
I soar into the light

From Her Window with Greg Leisz

Just a guy making music as a hobby i might make it big i might not who cares i have lots of fun

Im a Mess (prod. Farber & Buckrider)

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