Personal Earthquakes

Small Town Tales 
(Written by:  Eric Shay & Jeremy Brizzi)
 

Verse 1 
She likes a smalltown bar, a simple wink from afar 
Harmless, as her smile shifts. around the room, a sudden change 
A statement or a claim of innocence, I’m reassured but I feel strange 
In a room of strangers with dim lights 

PreChorus 
Monday winds downs 
My love for her is strong 
Deep inside I frown 
 
Chorus 
But I play along, bestowed upon these clowns 
Just one more drink 
I won’t stay long 

Verse 2 
Her words to me are real but left actions intertwined. 
With stares, drawn out hugs. flirtations to say the least 
To the small city streets that never cease to tell the tale beyond words 
Subtle and direct but never heard, or simple dismissal, her rejoice to be free 

PreChorus 
Monday winds downs 
My love for her is strong 
Deep inside I frown 
 
Chorus 
But I play along, bestowed upon these clowns 
Just one more drink 
I won’t stay long 

Bridge 
This bar stool is where we go to forget. 
And this ghost town is a place no one has left 

Chorus 
Just one more drink 
I won’t stay long

Small Town Tales (Bray & the Astral Projections)

Momma’s Home Cook’n

Verse 1
Roosters crow’n with the morning light - and we rise at the brink of dawn
Coffees on hot and it’s say goodbye to tired eyes, get your britches on

Pre-Chorus 1
Fields need tending 
Horses need grain
Working hard in the Sun and the pouring rain
Tired as a dog at the end of the day
Then it’s grits - and we all
Come runnin

Chorus
Ohhh, it’s like a country song
And we’re all gonna sing along
We love Mommas home cooking
Daddy by the fire 
Drinking whiskey, telling stories
Till the night is gone 

Verse 2
Bareback on the trail and we’re riding high
That’s how it’s done here on long day stables 
Hauling to the shows another rodeo
Yeah, it’s on, and we’re running the table 

PreChorus 2
Driving all night 
Horses need grain
Riding hard in the sun and the pouring rain
Tired as a dog at the end of the day
Then it’s grits and we all come running

Chorus
Oh, it’s like a country song
And we’re all gonna sing along
We love Mommas home cooking
Daddy by the fire 
Drinking whiskey, telling stories
Till the night is gone 

Bridge into Solo
And we all come running home 

Verse 3
40 years later and I’m driving by but it’s gone, another subdivision
No fields, no silo, the barn and the house all gone, all gone

Outro
But in my memories,
The horses need grain, and we’re riding hard in the sun and the rain.
Im still tired as a dog at the end of the day
I yell grits, yeah, I’m always running home
And we all come running home

Momma's Home Cook'n

Mommas Home Cooking

I Got You On My Mind

(This is dedicated to my Step-Dad and to his battle with dementia.  It’s a song about time, how things are constantly changing, and yet, when you look in the mirror, there you are, and yet the decay, the age, mistakes and wisdom, one can hope, at the end of the day, no matter what has been had, what has been lost, you will have at least one thing, even if just a hand full, of beautiful memories…of people, pain, loss, love, hope, and everything in between.  Yet, for some, the curse is to look in the mirror and have nothing, to have lost it all, that sense of fear, grief, and frustration..  my step dad lost everyone in the end.  There were only two people he recognized.  My Mom and I - a blessing I will always be grateful to have had).  He was a beautiful man and this song, in all the irony of the lyrics, is for him.  

Verse
Was a time, a time to play, time to pray
All that time, what a waste, what a pity, oh fool, shake my walls, blow me down.

Just a face, unaware, just another day.
Just a phase, all we had, it’s a crime
oh pity, oh fool, mind your head when you fall 

Chorus 
But oh, one thing keeps coming back
I got you on my mind

Verse
In the dark, in the back, what a way to live, you a dance I could never forget, oh pity oh fool, tell me who I see now so

Like a dream, but nightmares are dreams too, in my head, but my mind I stilI find you, oh pity, oh fool, take my hand lead me out 

Chorus
But oh, one thing keeps coming back
I got you on my mind

Not a game, never same, we all fade away, but these tricks, it’s so hard to find you, oh pity oh fool, seems all is lost now

In the end, through the tears and the madness, find a smile as you echo among us, oh pity of fool, are you here with me now.  

Chorus 
But oh, one thing keeps coming back
I got you on my mind

I've Got You On My Mind

I've Got You On My Mind (Ballad for Joe)

Written by Renegade: Renin Brizzi
Collaboration with Jeremy Brizzi

Crashing Sea

Lullabies at night
Mother shuts the light
Still afraid of the dark
In the violet glow of the machinery
Do you still dream in this sleep

All the things that you can’t see
Still terrifying me

We lean into illusion
But the fear grows anyway

It’s like a crashing sea
Waves coming down on me
I am crushed beneath the weight
Its like a crashing sea
And I can barely breathe
Beneath the surface, is there no escape

Mother cries at night
Stays by her side
All is lost to the dark
All these memories
All you’ll ever be
With us now that your gone

All the things you’ll never see
Your dreams written down for me

There’s songbird in the morning
As the darkness fades away

It’s like a crashing sea
Waves coming down on me
I am crushed beneath the weight
Its like a crashing sea
And I can barely breathe
Beneath the surface, is there no escape

And I’m hold out for love
And I’m hanging on for you
Is there nothing I can do

Crashing Sea (Renegade - Jeremy On Vocals)

I wrote this song for my wife and performed it for her as part of my asking her to marry me.  She obviously said yes, and our adventures began.  I wanted it to be simple, focused on us, limited in imagery, and a promise.  I am a lucky man and far better a person today for having her in my life.

Verse 1
There you are.
And here I am
Here we go 
Yes, here we go.

Chorus 
And I hold on to you.
I'll never let you go if you don't want me lo..
I want to spend the rest of my days with you.

Verse 2
And you are everything
You are the best of me.
I am a better man.
And here I am.
And there you are
Take my hand.
Take my hand.

Chorus
And I'll be your everything 
The best man that I can be.
More than a promise to me.
I give you my life...


Rest Of My Days

LoFi Americana with a dash of Indie Alt Rock and Country 

Jeremy Brizzi is a songwriter and musician.  “I do what I can, with what I have, to show you how I feel.  Thanks for listening.”

With more than 300 song left to record and a constant attention to creation, the best is yet to come!  

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