A Cody Johnson Christmas

White Christmas

Same Truck

On It

Based on a True Story...

Small Town Big Time

The Devil I Know

The Devil I Know (Live)

Send My Love to Caroline

You found me on the side of the street
Curled up in the rain so damaged and meek
You brought me up to my feet
Too many nights that I can’t count
Sleepless and manic, texting about
Anything at all
TV shows and sewing clothes
I just wished that these curtains would never close
It was so easy to think
Our souls were just simply interlinked
It was so easy to love
When fingers and crevices interlink
Could you have put the gun to my head
Just a little bit earlier to get ahead
Of a catastrophe that I’d always dread
Hanging on by a thin, lone thread
And here I am on the side of the street
Walking so far just as aimlessly
You never felt this way about it
I always felt this way about it

a letter to me

indie conceptual cosmic song 
Verse 1]
Falling through the golden mist,
into light we cease to exist.
Hands like feathers, hearts like stone,
[ bridge
drifting where the stars have flown.

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[Chorus]
Second breath,
second sky,
where rivers dream,
and mountains cry.

Second breath,
second day,
[ bridge
born again,
[ bridge
we find our way.

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[Verse 2]
Soft the grass beneath our hands,
silent waters touch the land.
Whispers hum through endless blue,
[ bridge
telling us what we must do.

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[Chorus]
Second breath,
second sky,
where rivers dream,
[ bridge]
and mountains cry.

Second breath,
second day,
[ bridge]
born again,
we find our way.

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[Outro] [ whisper]
Find our way…
[ bridge]
Find our way…
[ outro]

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“second-breath” (star academy).

This track was custom made for my son-in-law, Edwin! Enjoy! :)

Lyrics:

Är det en batong i fickan, eller blev du glad av att se mig?
Uniformen sitter tajt – du ser ut som att vilja jaga mig

Keps-kexen, söta på pass
Lady Blå i bootsen – kom igen och lås in mig
Grips jag – men gör det sexigt
Grips jag – men gör det sexigt

Släng mig i baksätet, låt oss starta en ordflörtation
Jag fuskade med skatten i Stockholm – ta mig ner till din station

Keps-kexen, söta på pass
Lady Blå i bootsen – kom igen och lås in mig
Grips jag – men gör det sexigt
Visa lite nåd så jag får bli gripen av pappa polis.
Med sina breda armar, blåa sirener och uniformsrumpan (oh)

Keps-kexen, söta på pass
Keps-kexen, söta på pass

Jag har egna bojor – låt mig låsa fast dig
Jag har egna bojor – låt mig låsa fast dig
Jag har egna bojor – låt mig låsa fast dig
Låt mig tänka… nej, låt mig låsa fast dig

Grips jag – men gör det sexigt
Grips jag – men gör det sexigt (yeah)
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Lyrics: Swedish version, NTENSEIFIED
Music & Vocals: NTENSEIFIED, Erik Löfgren
Produced By: NTENSEIFIED

Send My Love to Caroline

Palmer Anthony

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