Beneath the rain of a heavy heart

STARLIGHT

Heartbeat

I woke up in the early morning
Had a dream of something burning
Opened up a window so that I could maybe see
I looked through the trees up to the sky
It was bright and clear, I don't know why
Still a vision struck me of a boy out in the street

Far along and far away
A boy so young despite his age
Held down on his knees by a man who passed himself as blue
He held an ear, he held an eye
Held that boy's head I don't know why
He said "If I cannot breathe I cannot,
I cannot believe, I cannot
If I cannot breathe I cannot,
I cannot believe, I cannot
And if I cannot breathe I can't believe"

It's been so for so long
Feels so wrong
For so long
On and on
Still so wrong
If you have a bone to pick,
Pick it with someone like you

I woke up in the early morning
Had a dream of something burning
Opened up a window so that I could maybe see
I looked through the trees up to the sky
It was bright and clear, I don't know why
If I cannot breathe I cannot,
I cannot believe, I cannot
If I cannot breathe I cannot,
I cannot believe, I cannot
And if I cannot breathe I can't believe, oh no
If I cannot breathe I can't believe

Boy the Man

INTERTWINED

winter is the perfect time for loneliness
i want to believe that there's something more in all of us
you are the dream that stops the dizziness
i wonder if this is your way of saying
you're over it




lyrics:

winter is the perfect time for loneliness. I want to believe that there's something more in all of this. You are the dream that stops the dizziness. I wonder if this your way of saying you're over it.

it's weird to think that we were both happy once

GREG IN GOOD COMPANY is...
Greg Gilman (Vocals, Guitar)
Lee (Vocals, Piano)
Marty Vites (Lead Guitar)
Alexa Brinkschulte (Drums)
Alex U'Ren (Bass)

LYRICS:
You say I don't ow you a thing.
But I know that you're wrong.
You told me to sing, when I wrote my first song
You watched me on stage and I watched you sing along.

So I owe you this thing.
Though I could write it down.
I'd rather sing, belt it out loud
Cause you need to hear how you made me feel proud.

You told me to sing, you told me to sing.
When nobody else did, you listened in.
You told me to sing, you told me to sing.
So I'll sing for you now.

You say I don't ow you a thing.
But I know that's not true.
You've been a good friend, I am who I am
Because I was lucky enough to know you.

So I owe you this thing.
A song of your own.
I want you to sing, when you think you're alone.
When you're down in the dumps then I need you to know.

You told me to sing, you told me to sing
And that ain't no small thing, it meant everything.
You told me to sing, you told me to sing.
So I'll sing for you now.

WRITTEN BY Greg Gilman
PRODUCED BY Mitchell Haeuszer at HAUS Music in Los Angeles, California.

Carrie's Song (Told Me to Sing)

The third and final single from the forthcoming full-length debut album, "Build the Wall." 

Lyrics:

Buy the ticket, take the ride
You never know what you might find
You only fail if you never try
When the car pulls up, you step inside
And leave what you believe behind
Look forward through the vagaries of time
Those knots that you have tied inside your mind
Must like a ball of yarn start to unwind

Follow the eyes in the stormy skies
Make no mistakes or alibis
You can't fool he who sees everything
Watch the moon and feel the tide
Don't pray to whom you idolize
Your god cannot help you with anything
Any idiot can see through all your lies
So what's the use, embrace what you defy
Don't pin it all on me to clarify
What you refuse to think through in your mind

Your ego will erode and become footsteps in the snow
You'll cling to who you are, but you'll never make it very far

When you're on your own in stormy weather
And you wanna make it out together
Then you gotta face this great endeavor
Without fear or you'll be drownin' forever inside

Your ego will erode and become footsteps in the snow
You'll cling to who you are, but you'll never make it very far

Build the Wall

Squashing Pumpkins

Hiding

Sally Haunts

Robert Abalos is a Mexican-American songwriter from East LA; Roberto del Raspado is a character that allows him to explore the more fantastical elements of music and the craft of songwriting and arranging. Robert's tunes are armed with precise sweetness, cunning arrangements, and warm vocal performances to go where your heart and soul dwell.

Boy the Man

Roberto del Raspado

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