Hey! I just wanted to say how much I’m enjoying your music — it really hits home for me. The energy you bring is amazing, and your tracks and sets always get me moving! You’re definitely making waves in the scene — keep doing your thing!

Nancy has such a distinct voice that I spotted her blindly

Original sung by Bette Middler (1979)
Written by Amanda McBroom

This is one of my favorite song, just had to do it....

I used Piano backing track

The Rose (Cover)

Intro:



Um, so you really just fumbled.

And you flopped and you played.

At the end of the day.

I had to walk far away.



Verse 1:



You came out of the woodwork.

Just like Cinderella at midnight.

You were so remorseful and asking.

What you did not do right.



Verse 2:



So that is it, he begged.

End of a one night stand.

Now wishing for a lot more.

But never was a real man.



Chorus:

Um, so you really just fumbled.

And you flopped and you played.

At the end of the day.

I had to walk far away.



Verse 3:



Was no one to hold me.

Where I would feel so safe.

And no one to comfort me.

Excuse me playboy, you’re out of place.



Verse 4:



Played this game so many times.

Feels like I'm losing my mind.

Body and heart paid the bill.

Just to have a temporary thrill.



Chorus:



Um, so you really just fumbled.

And you flopped and you played.

At the end of the day.

I had to walk far away.



Bridge:



And I just walk far away.

You eventually will always come back.

And I just walk far away.

You're no longer following my track.



Chorus:



Um, so you really just fumbled.

And you flopped and you played.

At the end of the day.

I had to walk far away.



Outro:



I just walk away.

I just walk away.

I just walk away.

I just walk away.


Walk Away

[Verse]
Why did I do that what a dumb play
I fumbled the steps tripped on my own sway
The guard heard my noise his eyes like fire
I broke into the dark chased by his ire

[Verse 2]
He shouted stop but my feet took flight
I raced through the shadows beneath the pale light
A crack rang out and it brushed my arm
But I clenched the bag tight stayed out of harm

[Chorus]
Oh why oh why did I risk it all
Money in hand but I hear the call
My heart is pounding but I can’t turn back
Caught in the thrill on this reckless track

[Verse 3]
The city’s a maze I weave and dive
Adrenaline pumping just trying to survive
Underneath the neon skies I slip away
But the guilt snaps at me like the night to the day

[Bridge]
Counting cash doesn’t numb the pain
The prize feels heavy like a ball and chain
Is this the price for a life lived fast
The future seems doubtful the shadows cast

[Chorus]
Oh why oh why did I risk it all
Money in hand but I hear the call
My heart is pounding but I can’t turn back
Caught in the thrill on this reckless track

The Great Escape

Rockabilly Sunday, Lyrics by Melissa Ritter, Amy Dyer, Vocals by Melissa Ritter, Amy Dyer, Produced by Byron Fry, Guitar Byron Fry, drums Bernie Pershey

Rockabilly Sunday

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This song was seeded by an ever enlightening chat with my Aussie buddy and artist Adrian. His music has great energy and is nice and uplifting. He's a super chap and is looking for your follow list 🙌🏽🫡🔆 He called me batman so... 😆 Maybe this is my first mission. SoundCloud is Gothom city.. I'm the bat... Right click / Open in new tab / Follow 🏓🕺🏽

Ok wasn't sure what to do with this song after I made it... Have a fair idea where it's headed now. It will be Marilyn Manson heavy... The theme will be written properly as a hat tip to parenting... 

I love my kids more then anything in the world.There the best things the universe ever made bar nothing! But parenting is the most difficult job I've ever done. For the last few years I've managed luckily to tap a window where I don't work for anybody. It's been an extremely liberating life experience that I would suggest you strive for.

This has given me the time to focus on them, myself and my art.

You know I worked in IT, got pretty good at it but I rarely got up exited about work. I like setting up my own shit but other people's... It gets boring...

So what's the best thing Carl could do as a parent... Show my kids what it's like to get success from doing what you love. One way or another I'm making it in the music business and I think that will in turn show them what happens when you work towards your goals. I decided this when I was 43... The main inspiration to do that was seeing Bruce Springsteen and Perry Farfel (well not anymore 👊🏽) STILL doing it with energy at theie ages. In my head I'm saying Carl... You have time man... One has to accept having fuck all material things in life if you do it from zero like I have but that's extremely liberating in this world full of chasing as much money as possible for many...

So as a hat tip to me being the greatest imperfect Dad I can possibly be!

Batman = Dad 

And this is for all the Bat Men and Women out there grinding it out to make their kids good people!

I'll get the words perfect... Might not be the perfect Dad... But I always find the perfect words I think both talking to people and writing songs. Words really really matter to me. Thanks Words!👌🏽

I'm Batman

A new composition.....

Lyrics:
The clock strikes midnight, pulse of the night
Tomorrow's a whisper, dancing out of sight
Forever is a canvas, painted in our dreams
But what is waiting for us is unraveling at the seams

They claimed the curtain fell, said the lights won’t glow
But every ending is just the beginning in the shadows we don’t know

When will we decide to seize this light so bright
Take control, chase the echoes of our fate tonight
For now, and forever, let the wild hearts soar
The life we want is waiting; let’s open every door

What will be will be, they say with a sigh
Our story is unfinished, don’t let the ink dry
This dream we hold is ours, if we just believe
The freedom that we seek is the hope we can conceive

The dilemma we face, oh, it's tangled and it's raw
The choice to break free is where our courage draws

We will rise up from the ashes and dust off our fears
The moment is upon us, let’s dry those silent tears
With every choice we make, we carve out our own way
Now’s our time to lead, we won’t let our dreams fade away

So, take it all back, hold that dream tight
 We chase our future and ignite the endless night
The end is unknown, this life belongs to us
 We hold control as our destiny unfolds

 Music and Lyrics by Len Bennati FM Folk 2025
Mastered Track : Distrokid Mixea

Image : Rene Terp

Take It All Back

La canzone promuove un messaggio di autenticità e libertà, sfidando gli standard di bellezza tradizionali e incoraggiando l'accettazione di sé.

La bellezza dell’imperfezione

In un mondo alla ricerca della perfezione,  
Ci sono storie che aspettano di essere raccontate.  
Le ferite, le crepe, le cadute, i sorrisi storti,  
Segni di  vite vissute.

Ho un cuore che batte con un ritmo strano,  
Un vestito che non sempre mi sta bene.  
Ma in ogni errore, ho deciso di non convincere,  
È una parte di me che non voglio nascondere.

Perché c'è bellezza nell'imperfezione,  
Quadri che raccontano la verità.  
Siamo un mosaico di sogni e di paure,  
E ogni azione vera è una nota di libertà.

Guardo gli altri e vedo solo sorrisi,  
Ma dietro gli atti ci sono storie di cosmesi.  
La lotta per essere, per apparire 
A volte con improponibili acconciature .

Perché c'è bellezza nell'imperfezione,  
É un atto di fede nella propria convinzione.  
Siamo un incrocio di sogni e di paure,  
E ogni imperfezione è una nota da applaudire .

Lascia che la luce entri nelle tue azioni,  
Accetta il tuo riflesso, non aver paura.  
Fai che il mondo accetti le imperfezioni,  
Che crolli il mito della bellezza e la sua censura .

Perché c'è bellezza nell'imperfezione,  
Nelle cicatrici che raccontano la verità.  
Siamo un mosaico di sogni e di paure,
E ogni nota di imperfezione c’è una canzone rara.
  
Quindi abbraccia le tue verità , i tuoi difetti,  
Perché sono ciò che ti rende unico.  
In questo viaggio, ricorda sempre,  
La bellezza è nell'imperfezione.

La bellezza dell’imperfezione

Garrett Kirby invited me to help him write this song and sing it. The music  and the idea came from Garry. We worked on the lyrics together.

No Shadows to Darken My Door
Nancy Cunningham / Garrett Kirby

Let me tell you a story
About my past
Let me tell you ‘bout my family
‘bout how we used to laugh
I used to work so hard every single day
Back in my youth, back in my heyday.

When my memories finally fade away
Where will I go, who’s gonna know my name
Will I sit here? Will I still feel so alone
When I’ve got no shadows to darken my door

You try to hug me
I don’t think I know your name
The other one yesterday
Acted just the same
I’ve always been proud how I’d never forget a face
Since back in my youth, back in my heyday

When my memories finally fade away
Where will I go, who’s gonna know my name
Will I sit here? Will I still feel so alone
When I’ve got no shadows to darken my door

I couldn’t tell you exactly where I am
So I try to pretend and act like I still understand the plan
But my mind has blurred the spaces
I don’t recognize these places
Not like back in my youth,
back in my heyday
 
The sun through my window warms me like my flannel coat
I’m held together by a single thread
Something rips at the seams
I can’t see what lies ahead
And I can’t say just what I dread

But let me tell you a story
About my past
Let me tell you ‘bout my family
‘bout how we used to laugh
I used to work so hard every single day
Back in my youth, back in my heyday.

When my memories finally fade away
Where will I go, who’s gonna call my name
When I sit there Will I still feel so alone
When I’ve got no shadows to darken my door

No Shadows to Darken My Door (with Garrett Kirby)

where he's been

Dans la pénombre je m’avance, où es-tu ?
Chaque ombre de ma conscience, te voit nue.
A te chercher sans bien te voir, les yeux fermés,
Te retrouver dans ma mémoire, pour exister.

Sous ton silence lourd à porter, je me voûte,
Ton absence à jamais, je redoute.
Que devenir si je ne suis, qu’un bon à rien,
Te retenir même à tous prix, si c’est la fin.

Tu étais tout et encore plus,
Et jusqu’au bout, moi j’y ai cru,
A cette chance, ce bel espoir,
Une revanche sur mes nuits noires.
Mais par retour tout singulier,
Part ton amour, voir à côté.

Moi je n’avais rien que toi, seule fortune,
Haute au sommet, comme un pas sur la lune,
Ou bien l’orage dans un désert, qui donne l’espoir,
Sur un village où tous nos frères n’ont rien à boire.

Je me sens las, sans un sens à ma vie,
Et bien plus bas qu’une semence sans la pluie.
Une forme hirsute qui ne sait faire rien que des maux,
Poussant aux chutes et à l’enfer ce qui est beau.

Tu étais tout et encore plus,
Et jusqu’au bout, moi j’y ai cru,
A cette chance, ce bel espoir,
Une revanche sur mes nuits noires.
Mais par retour tout singulier,
Part ton amour, voir à côté.

De mon espace je vois vide, le néant,
Perdue la place si limpide de voir grand.
D’imaginaire, de tout si simple et de concret,
Je n’ai su faire qu’une belle Olympe, pour mes regrets.

Tu étais tout et encore plus,
Et jusqu’au bout, moi j’y ai cru,
A cette chance, ce bel espoir,
Une revanche sur mes nuits noires.
Mais par retour tout singulier,
Part ton amour, voir à côté.

Mais par retour tout singulier,
Part ton amour, voir à côté.

TU ETAIS TOUT (L'amour perdu)

I write songs with people and on my own.  I love the way a song can light a match and illuminate a story or a feeling or a character. I'm especially drawn to Americana and Country.

I spend every February writing at fawm.org (February Album Writing Month). It's a great place to hang out if you've ever wanted to sing, play, write, compose, listen, or discuss music. You can find me there as nancycunning.

 I've gotten to write with friends in Arizona, California, Colorado, Florida, Maine, Massachusetts, Michigan, Missouri, New Jersey, New York, North Carolina, Oregon, Pennsylvania, Tennessee, Texas, Virginia, Washington Wisconsin, as well as Canada, France, England, Finland, Germany, and Peru.

No Shadows to Darken My Door (with Garrett Kirby)

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