The Darkness (Feat. Will Clifton)

I Know it’s You

Feels Like Winter

They meet behind the old feed store
Where the town don’t tend to go no more


Earl plays spoons, Hank brings a jug
Lena belts like she once knew love
Billy Joe taps the beat on his cast
Each voice cracked like a weathered mast

We're the Dry County Choir
Singin’ grace through barbed-wire throats
Found salvation in an old flat tire
And mercy in borrowed coats
Ain’t no steeple, but we stand just fine
Holdin’ pitch in a busted line
Not divine, we're the Dry County Choir

They don’t sell liquor inside these lines
But the past still pours from our blood like wine
We don’t drink no more, we testify
With a harmony that’ll make God cry

We're the Dry County Choir
Swappin’ sins for secondhand songs
Every verse rises a little higher
Till the guilt don’t feel so wrong
Ain’t no pulpit, but we’ve got this shed
Where the ghosts' forget and the living ain’t dead
Least not yet, we're the Dry County Choir

The sheriff don’t ask, the preacher don’t come
But the cornfield listens when the singing’s done

We’re the Dry County Choir
Hymns from the lost and tired
We bend our shame into gospel fire
And burn it slow on a busted wire
Ain’t no altar but the dirt we own
Ain’t no heaven like singing alone
We attone, we're the Dry County Choir

Dry County Choir... Dry County Choir...

Dry County Choir

Soft as the Soil

Love’s not a whisper in the dark 
It’s a wildfire waiting for a spark 
Let it blaze through the quiet night 
Don’t you hide it out of sight  
Love shouldn’t stay in the shadows 
Let everyone see how you feel 
Shout it out through the meadows 
Show the world your heart is real  

Love in the light

need to be completed // prod michael harrison

these days im running from my problems
I don't know if I can ever solve em
sometimes im living in gotham
'cause I can only see black and white
filters in my mind stop me from getting it right
maybe if I take another shot ill see the light
smoke another blunt and soar to new heights
so I can jump off the peak and end this blight

SInce I was a kid I dreamed of being up high
swimming through clouds with the planes i'd fly
then I started smoking I fucked up my mind
said i'd stop the green it'd be my last time
then I took another and  said that i'd be fine
parallel dimensions think I crossed the line
demons versus angels all up in my spine
someone said you'll be okay son, just dont cry
fight these fucking battles with your hands untied
pray up to the man that was crucified
and you too shall be redeemed when you die

these days im running from my problems
I don't know if I can ever solve em
sometimes im living in gotham
'cause I can only see black and white
filters in my mind stop me from getting it right
maybe if I take another shot ill see the light
smoke another blunt and soar to new heights
so I can jump off the peak and end this blight

(these days im running from my problems
I don't know if I can ever solve em
sometimes im living in gotham
'cause I can only see black and white
filters in my mind stop me from getting it right
maybe if I take another shot ill see the light
smoke another blunt and soar to new heights
so I can jump off the peak and end this blight)

Swimming Through The Clouds

There’s a part of you that drifts somewhere else when the house gets still — and I see it.
This one’s for the quiet you, the deep-thinking, hope-holding version you don’t always let out loud.
I don’t just love the way you live…
I love the way you dream.

When She Dreams

"Held in Stillness"

This sound composition is tuned to the Solfeggio healing frequency of 174 Hz – a deeply grounding vibration that gently releases physical and emotional tension. Soft guitar tones and a soulful mantra invite you to sink into your nervous system, let go, and return inward – into a space of quiet safety and calm belonging.

HELD IN STILLNESS (174 HZ)

We Don't Talk Anymore

01/19/05
Be who you are, not who you’re shown.

Swimming Through The Clouds

JadedREM

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