Live Lounge -  Black And Gold

Live Lounge - Summertime

Written by Jordan Woods-Robinson
A Summer Collaboration with www.SOSstudio.co

LYRICS
They call me The Weather Man
My breath is the cold wind blowing
And every earthquake is a heart break, my tears are snow
They call me The Weather Man

They call me The Weather Man
My heart is a river flowing
And, since the Ice Age, I watch what I say to others I know
I’m always The Weather Man

But I’ve got a grounded girl
Who keeps me tethered to the world
As the grey clouds begin to swirl
   
And I see the sky fallin’ like a cannonball
Don’t have a choice at all
There goes the ground now, baby
The mountains crumble back into the sea
And this guy just has to hang on
My world will end if you’re not by my side
You help me stabilize
As we go round round, baby
One look from you and you are all I see
As my world comes under control

The call me The Weather Man
And you are my grounded girl
Since we first met, you’ve changed my climate to blue skies for miles
They call me your weather man

And I see the sky fallin’ like a cannonball
Don’t have a choice at all
There goes the ground now, baby
The mountains crumble back into the sea
And this guy just has to hang on
My world will end if you’re not by my side
You help me stabilize
As we go round round, baby
One look from you and you are all I see
As my world comes under control


COLLABORATORS
Jordan Woods-Robinson: Lead Vocal, BV's, Acoustic Guitar
Randy Holbrook: Electric Guitars, Percussion Loops
Benjamin Levy: BV's, Ebow
Colin Robinson: Drums
Cory	Maples: Electric Guitars
David Traver: Bass

Mixed by: Cory Maples

The Weather Man

Written by Benjamin Levy
A summer collaboration by www.SOSstudio.co

LYRICS
Baby you can rest up on my shoulder
This constant fight had worn us to the bone
My feet are weak, and my eyes are tired
This gentle rest has long been overdue

oohh, oohh

Now I’m anchored to an anvil, 
Floatin into the deep,
Tryna get away from rougher seas

Well the Eastern sky looks calm and mighty 
With a howling wind that pushes us astray
You can close your eyes and pretened to sleep if you want to
Cuz the darkness feels much better anyway

oohh, oohh, 

And now I’m anchored to an anvil,
Floating into the deep,
Tryna get away from rougher seas

Lullabies swimming, they take us away 
Draggin us down, holdin us tight
But its always darkest before the daylight
When the sky gives way to the fire

And now I’m anchored to an anvil
Floatin into the deep  
Tryna get away from rougher seas

oohh, oohh 

COLLABORATORS
Benjamin Levy: Vocals, Guitar
Cory Maples: Guitars
Jordan Woods-Robinson: Violins
David Traver: Bass, Guitar

Mixed by: Cory Maples

Rougher Seas

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Alice Green - Mayday

Lyrics by Cynthia Woods
Music by Jordan Woods-Robinson
A Summer Collaboration by www.SOSstudio.co

LYRICS
Here are my lovely hollows 
With the steep hills standing guard 
Sentry trees keep us safe 
Maybe life won't be as hard 

As we run through the hills and beyond

Come here wild or abandoned 
I won't ask so much of you 
Just offer sanctuary 
And a chance for your renewal 

As you run through the hills and beyond

Relax and breathe 
Bask in the sun 
Rest and be calm 
Your battle is won 

I'll keep you safe 
I'll try at least 
And when you rise 
You'll find some peace 

As you run through the hills and beyond

COLLABORATORS
Jordan Woods-Robinson: Lead Vox, BG Vox, Guitars
Ben Levy: Violin, Ebow, BG Vox
Cory Maples: BG Vox
James Woodrich: Bass
Colin Robinson: Drums, Percussion

Mixed by: Benjamin Levy

Sanctuary

Written by Jordan Woods-Robinson
A New Summer Collaboration by www.SOSstudio.co

LYRICS
The moon shines down upon me
The stars all cling to open air
The wind, it whips around me
Painting pictures that were never there
Like promises of me and you
I drop the top and drive

The windshield casts reflections
Of a woman who would never learn
To plant my feet and stand my ground
And calmly wait to take my turn
 But every time I settle down
I know I’ll never arrive

The years go by like telephone poles
I can catch my breath when they come and go
But the time between can’t teach me nothin’ new
This road may go forever, but it won’t lead me back to you     

Somewhere far behind me
There’s a cowboy who’ll read a sign
‘Single white female loves to ride the yellow dotted line’
 He’ll probably take this as a dare and chase me down the road

He’ll say “Darlin’, you seem lost,
And I sure don’t mean to boss ya round
But come jump in my truck
You can hitch a ride back to town.”
I’ll kiss his cheek, give’em a wink
And leave him in my dust

The years go by like telephone poles
I can catch my breath when they come and go
But the time between can’t teach me nothin’ new
This road may go forever, but it won’t lead me back to you

The moon shines down upon me
The stars all cling to open air
The wind, it whips around me
Painting pictures that were never there
Like promises of me and you

The years go by like telephone poles
I can catch my breath when they come and go
But the time between can’t/won’t teach me nothin’ new
This road may go forever, but it won’t lead me back to you

COLLABORATORS
Julie Woods-Robinson: Lead Vocals
Jordan Woods-Robinson: Acoustic Guitars, Fiddle, Backing Vocals
Randy Holbrook: Electric Guitars and Synths
Cory Maples: Guitar Solo
James Woodrich: Bass
Colin Robinson: Drums

Mixed by: Cory Maples

The Road

Written by Benjamin Levy
A summer collaboration by www.SOSstudio.co

Lyrics: 

I know Miserable, she doesn't trust me, but then again who does, 
although its not like she needs to
She just pops in, now and then, for a little swim, and just like that she’s gone again

Her bedroom’s like a fortress, she hides in there not scared, 
Until she comes up for air, just to keep it fair
And our baby’s on the halftip. she’s tried for too long not to get wet, 
but she forgot her umbrella

Miserable, Miserable, sometimes she misses me

I know Miserable, shes so far from irresistible when she has to dry off and go home
She says can I call you and I said, maybe I’ll see you later later, I’ll see you later later

Miserable, Miserable, sometimes she misses me


I know Miserable, she doesn't trust me, but then again who does,
Although it’s not like I love her

I’ve stared in those ice cold blue eyes, one to many times, praying she’d make it out alive

Miserable, Miserable
Miserable, Miserable, sometimes she misses me

she just needs some company
she just needs some company
she just needs some company

COLLABORATORS:

Benjamin Levy: Vocals, Guitar
David Traver: Bass
Jordan Woods-Robinson: Violins, Background Vocals
Randy Holbrook: Ukulele
Colin Robinson: Drums, Percussion

Mixed by: Jesse Nolan


Miserable

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