A song I wrote on piano using reason. To this day I don't understand my feelings when I wrote this. Mixed from family events...

Mia Bellezza

September Electric Lights

A song inspired by recent events and oppression in Syria along with religion. Unfinished.

Refugee (Demo)

Tree Song (demo)

A home demo. I wrote this after the huge global march and day of action following the announcement that the United States intended to go to war with Iraq. That day of marches and demonstrations was February 15th, 2003. I decided to upload this after the Women's March (January 21st, 2017) in honor of the spirit that keeps making everyone go out and raise their voices together.  
Recorded at home in my living room with instruments I had on hand, scratchy tired voice, but in awe of everybody.

Lyrics:
Paint your hand red and hold it high - Up against the February (January) Sky
We got through the barricades to join the crowd and head downtown
I just flew - my blue scuffed sneakers never touched the ground...

Chorus:
Oh I know you feel paralyzed sometimes
but this could be our first day on the sun
Alive, alive, alive together
Alive, alive, alive together
Kiss me, am I alive here kissing you - yes I am!
And I could walk for miles.

Something different about this day
Come out Come out Come out come out, don't hide!
A bunch of souls from Detroit to Baghdad will be stepping outside
One man in a White House has said he will not hear...
I suggest we keep showing up, until we make ourselves so clear.

Chorus:
Oh, I know you feel paralyzed sometimes...
But let this be your first day on the sun
Alive, alive, alive together
Alive, alive, alive together
Kiss me - am I alive here kissing you - Yes I am...
And I could walk for miles....

February 15

Using the Crazy Train riff to encourage more people to thank their bus drivers.

Tender Comrade & The Carolina Reapers
Voice - Nayf
Guitar - Juan Wrong
Bass - Al Wright
Drums - Birn McCool

Thank the Bus Driver

Lyrics:

The joker nullifies your hand
The joker taunts the working man
While he distracts us from his plans
Hides in plain sight where he stands

There is a storm approaching
Better get out before its here
There is a hand that hovers
Over a big red button

The joker isn’t made of flesh
The joker lives commanding death
He’s hiding in the folds of time
Another idol raised up by design

There is a storm approaching
Better get out before its here
There is a hand that hovers
Over a big red button

Radiation
Atomic Bomb

Radiation
Atomic Bomb

There is a storm approaching
Better get out before its here
There is a hand that hovers
Over a big red button

Written, recorded, performed and produced by Kyle Parsons

Gotham (Into the Storm)

I hear their footsteps on the ground
And I don’t dare to make a sound
Because its my soul that they want
Not content with what they’ve got
And they wont stop till I am found

I smell their scent upon the air
And I can’t help but stop and stare
The cavalry all dressed in red
With their pawns that run ahead
In none of them a heart to care

Now the hound’s are at my heels
And I’m running for my life
Through the hedges and the fields
And they can’t wait to take a bite
And their masters from on high
Sound the bugle call so clear
But if one of us should die 
Who is more deserving here?

I see the bloodlust in their eyes
So full of glee when they should cry
But they keep preaching what they’re taught
Take a life and they call it sport
But where do they draw the line?

I feel their breath upon my neck
So terrified of what comes next
But I’m too tired now to fight
So I’ll just lay down here and die
Watch from afar as I’m ripped to shreds

Now the hound’s are at my heels 
And I’m running for my life
Through the hedges and the fields
And they can’t wait to take a bite
And their masters from on high
Sound the bugle call so clear
But if one of us should die 
Who is more deserving here?

I taste the cool air on my tongue
The hunt is over and the night has come
Now, as they laugh and drink their fill
And boast of those they’ve killed
Spare a thought for all of us
Spare a thought for all of us
Please spare a thought for all of us

Gotham (Into the Storm)

Kyle Parsons

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