Modes About Me X Jake Angel - Hillbilly Fun Time - 99 BPM - Bb Major

Music: Composed, written, and performed by
Jake Angel

Lyrics: Written and performed by Modes About Me "Mark David McClellan"

Hillbilly Fun Time (Prod. Jake Angel)

Hank Rusch goes for the throat with this stripped down raucous rocker about a fugitive from injustice called The Innocent.  Hank creates a raw precision with his spare but loud use of only drums, bass, guitar. Sweet but grinding like frosting on a cake with a file inside Hank give us just desserts with his slide guitar work. Hank's voice brings an authentic dimension to the song as he recounts the first person story of a man wrongly convicted, escaped, on the run.  Hank's screaming falsetto in tandem with his high slide guitar ends the song like a war cry... as if to say, Today is a good day to die, but I will fight for one more.

The Innocent
I went down to the River
I saw somethin' no one ever should see
The law did somethin' bad
They pinned it all on me

On my way to Leavenworth
the train it left the tracks
Everybody broke their backs
But I walked out without a scratch

So they put me in Joliet
on a back to back 30 stretch
But me and a road dog found a way
to put a hole in the fence

We ran and ran in our prison stripes
til' we found a old garage
We put on mechanics uniforms
and hot wired the owner's Dodge

We put some miles between Joliet
We drove without the lights
I wished the darkness would never end
It started gettin' light

They caught my partner and they made the Dodge
he went down in a blaze of bullets
I watched it all from the café
as I stuffed my hungry gullet

I slipped out of town on a mail truck
your letters might be a little late
'cause they shot it full of lead
I crawled into a sewer grate

I met a woman in St. Paul
She liked me and she took me in
She believed I was innocent
as long as I gave her good lovin'

But I saw her sittin' in a G man's car
I could tell from the government plates
They had the goods on her for somethin' else
She gave me up and turned states

I've been runnin' for five year now
I've used every alias
What I saw the law do that night
they'd hang if I was to witness

Listen to my story
I got to tell it before I'm gone
I swear to you I'm the innocent
There's more where I came from

I'm The Innocent, I'm The Innocent
Lord have mercy on my soul
I'm The Innocent, I'm The innocent
Don't try to give me your back door parole
I'm The Innocent, I'm The Innocent,
If I stop runnin' I'll never get old
I'm The Innocent, I'm The Innocent
Lord have mercy on my soul

The Innocent

Even if unexpected events knock you off track for a while, get back up – you’ll come out stronger than ever.

Rising Again

Song composed & created by The Boilerman
Eric created & plays: all distorted lead & rhythm guitar
Eric created & mix's: all drum, bass, ambient, atmo, synth & pads
Production by E.H.T Studios
Thank you for listening!

Into The Mist

// Original vocals Victoria Fox Shaw
// Music, lyrics & mix by Guiville
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Woke up to the silence, a vacant room
The morning light cuts through the gloom
I hear the clock ticking, like it’s keeping time
But it never moves fast enough, it’s always behind

I’ve got a book that I never read
And a bed that’s too big for just one head
I whisper to the walls, but they never reply
The loneliness sits with me, but I don’t know why

I’m living alone in the static
The world moves around, but I’m stuck in the attic
Of my own thoughts, and I can’t escape
Just a face in the mirror, trying to relate

I walk the streets with no one to call
The empty spaces echo in the hall
I see people laughing, they’re out in the sun
But I’m here in the shadows, always on the run

The phone sits silent, just like my mind
I reach out for connection, but I can’t find
A hand to hold or a place to stay
Just a ghost in the crowd, fading away

I’m living alone in the static
The world moves around, but I’m stuck in the attic
Of my own thoughts, and I can’t escape
Just a face in the mirror, trying to relate

The city hums, but I don’t hear the song
I don’t fit in, I’ve never belonged
I’m just waiting for a voice to break through
But all I hear is the sound of my shoes

I’m living alone in the static
The world moves around, but I’m stuck in the attic
Of my own thoughts, and I can’t escape
Just a face in the mirror, trying to relate

Alone in the Static (Feat. Victoria Fox Shaw)

Written and Produced by Sarah Paradise-Brown
Not sure what genre this goes under :-/

Thought you were the one
Heart open wide
Every secret shared
You were right by my side

But the truth hit hard
When the time drew near
Picking up pieces
To what I held dear

You had me believing
Every sweet lie
Now I see the cracks
And the reasons why
I trusted too deep 
I let my guard down low   

Weight
In the water
I feel weight
The pain you’d agree
It hurts
You know its not funny
When you have to dive
10 feet down
Just to stay alive

You painted a picture
Of colours so bright
But underneath the surface
It was never right
Promises led me
In the dark of the night
Now I'm standing strong
I’ll reclaim the light

No more tears falling 
For your empty charms
I’m building my walls
Keeping up my arms
Thought you could break me
Thought I’d never know
But I’m stronger now
Watch me steal the show

I’m dusting my suit
Stepping into my power
Taking back my heart
One beat an hour
Those sweet little words 
That dripped like honey
Turned bitter and cold
Ain't that just funny?

I'm shedding the past
Like skin on a snake
No more playing blind
I'm awake for my sake
Lifting my voice
I'm ready to sing
Cleansing the doubts
So I’m ready for spring

Weight
In the water
I feel weight
The pain you’d agree
It hurts
You know its not funny
When you have to dive
10 feet down
Just to stay alive

You played your game
Thought I wouldn't see
Now I know the truth
It's clear to me
Wrapped in your words
With a ribbon around
But those threads have unraveled
They can't keep me bound

Building my dream
On a foundation of trust
Now I'm breaking free
It's become a must
Thought I was broken
But I'm learning to soar
I'm not just surviving
I'm ready for more

Ready for more

You thought I was lost
Wandering blind
But I've found my direction
Left the past behind me
In the garden of heartache
I’ve planted my seeds
Growing roots of resilience
From the pain you decreed

The pain you’d agree
It hurts
You know its not funny
When you have to dive
10 feet down
Just to stay alive

Ready for more

10 Feet Down

Mastered by A7 Recording Studio

This song is for Carolyn, who suggested I write it.

These sisters hung out with us on our dock last summer. Luanne disappeared for some time and Bluanne was quite distressed, quacking constantly. (The quacks on the track are hers.) When Luanne eventually returned, she was back to her old tricks of bullying her sister.

Lyrics:

I’m Bluanne, I’m waiting for my Luanne. 
I’m Bluanne, I’m lonely for my Luanne.
 I sit on the rock by the end of the dock 
And look for Luanne.

She’s out there, swimming by a shoreline, 
Her feathers, shaded by a red pine, 
We’re sisters forever both in good and bad weather,
 Clever Luanne.

Where oh where is Luanne Luanne? Hope that she’s OK.
 I’m on a stone beside this old man here inside the bay.

She found me, while flying past the oak tree, 
She called me, quackin’ out a “Yippee”, 
She flew in like a kite and then she gave me a bite,  unpleasant Luanne.

I’m Bluanne, and now I’ve found my Luanne,
 I missed her, my mean and rotten sister, 
I hide in the reeds while she eats all the seeds, 
She knows she can.

I’m Bluanne, and now I’m with my Luanne. 
I’m Bluanne, and now I’m with my Luanne.

Ballad of Bluanne & Luanne

The time we have to live and be with our loved ones is actually very short, but there are many people who ruin it by destroying themselves. I wish I wasn't like that.

a ruined wish

Je reviend et je reviendrai encore et encore......
ceci est une maquette..
tout instruments texte et composition sont de Moi 😁 
je suis heureux de vous retrouver.
bisous 

l'insouciance

Grind, Torsten Grind

Modes About Me - Dead Body
Album:
Happy Not Hateful

Guitar:
@themysteriousdecibel

Bass:
@thefunkykaiju

Producer:
tssrecording.com/

Lyrics:

Happy Not Hateful

Dead Body

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