I'm Fallen

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LYRICS:
In the bright white, of the headlights
Bouncing off the edge of the sky.
Your Energy, dancing around me
Keeps me warm it keeps me alive....

You feel like a place to sleep when it's late
Somewhere I can close my eyes.
When the world went cold you were brighter than gold
We built this City overnight...

So let me go home
Home
Home
Home
So let me go home
Home 
Home 
Go home.

In our safe house, we built out 
Chasing every high every dream.
We switch off, the voices trying to tell us who we should be
And we move it along, forever we're young
Don't see any need to wait.
When the world went cold you were brighter than gold
Our feelings only escalate...

So let me go home
Home
Home
Home
So let me go home
Home 
Home
Go home

I'll meet you at the bridge.
We'll talk into the night
Take the first train home
And in the morning light
We fall asleep, in each others arms
And when we wake up...

We will be home
Home
Home
Home so let me go home
Home 
Home 
Go home

Hommmmmmmmmmme
Hommmmmmmmmmme

Home

Getting My Girl On ©Sparrow
Another 5 minutes more getting ready in the powder room
Yeah I’m almost done give or take an hour or two

That door, don’t touch it
Cause you can’t rush it
Boy you better leave it alone
 How I take it from pajamas 
To a red hot mama
You don’t need to know  
  
I’m getting my girl on
And it doesn’t matter how long it takes to 
Push em up, pull it on
Powder puff, zip it up, layin’ on that  
Sugar and spice
Soft lips like cherry pie 
gonna hit ya like pow pow, a freight train
Make you think a chicka mow mow, A hey hey
When I get my girl on

Yes I’m fine barefoot, au naturale
But ain’t nothing wrong with taking it up a notch or 12
If you want a slice of heaven
To hold tonight
I’ll be your holy land
Cause the maker done made us
And named us right
Make ya say “Whoa-man”
 
Chorus

It’s a little bit of this and a little bit of that
A that little bit of neck make you wanna kiss that
Little bit of something left to your imagination
And I know what you’re thinking yeah I know what you’re thinking
I know what you’re thinking….


Gonna get my girl on
And it doesn’t matter how long it takes to 
Push em up, pull it on
Powder puff, zip it up, layin’ on that  
Sugar and spice
Soft lips like cherry pie 
gonna hit ya like pow pow, a freight train
Make you think a chicka mow mow, A bang bang
When I get my girl on


Girl On ©Sparrow

￼Help Wanted ©Sparrow

She’s been searching all long hot summer
Lately work’s been drying up faster than the water 
Her truck is rattling again and everyone says
that soon things should turn around
but she’s not sure how

She’s needs a little slack a piece of luck
for some doors to open up
so she pull out of this dive in the nick of time 
Holding on to a string of hope
Though there’s one sinking boat
and she’s always on it She’s looking for a sign: Help Wanted

She’s got two mouths to feed plus her own 
Can’t keep scraping by on PB&Js alone 
Another night talking to the Big Guy upstairs 
Hoping this time he will hear her prayers
Looking to the sky she says,

Hey, it's me
if you’re there
It’s time to show me
that you care
'cause this is what they call
the end of the line
I’m having doubts
Send me a sign
'cause here I am holding mine til you come upon it 
Never needed you more than now: Help Wanted

Those hard times passed her by years ago 
Can’t even believe they were her own 
Business is rocking at her little shop on the downtown row
And she can only smile

'Cause she never gave up
Found a little luck
and those doors, they opened up
and now she has so much more than she’ll ever need 
Giving thanks down to her toes
There in that storefront window
happy hearted
Can’t be prouder as she hangs her own sign on it: Help Wanted
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Help Wanted ©Sparrow

￼What Won’t Be Enough ©Sparrow  

Light west wind and a blazing sky
hands behind my head watching birds take flight
Thoughts on replay in my mind
and all I can see is you saying goodbye
Listening to the late train sing it's song
all the way through til the echo's gone
Wishing you'd love me from the bottom of your soul 
but all I can hear is you saying you don't

‘Cause it's hard when forever don't last that long
and it hurts when a promise doesn't stay strong
It turns out love was the answer but the question was 
What won't be enough
What won't be enough for us

Ricochet like a pebble thrown down a well 
a tumbling bottomless empty shell
Tried to find a reason baby I don't know
Wasting my time when I should just let go

It's hard when forever don't last that long
and it hurts when a promise doesn't stay strong
It turns out love was the answer but the question was 
What won't be enough
What won't be enough for us

Can't fill it up
Can't empty it out
Can't get the taste of your words
out of my mouth
Had to drink it down
swallow it whole
Like a poison it sits here in my bones

(chorus)

Gonna drive and drive down this old dirt road Memories trailing like a big black hole
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What Won't Be Enough ©Sparrow

TAKE 2...I've tried fixing the bass in this mix, added a small keyboard part and a tiny bit of vocal harmonies, and attempted adding a drum track of sorts... This was a pretty tough feat since I neglected to play to a click track...oh wellsers.

LYRICS:
Here we are, we're back in the park.
It looks like it's snowin, you say that you know and...
Never mind the books that we've read and
all that we've learned and all that they've said...
Cause, who the hell are "they" anyway?
And who the hell cares what "they" have to say!

May we all learn the way.
May we all find the way.
May we all find our way.
May we all find our way!

Here we are, we're back in the dark.
It looks like it's rainin' but I swear I'm not complainin'.
And never mind all the songs that we've heard,
And all that we've learned, and all that they said.
Cause, who the hell are "they" anyway?
And who the hell cares what "they" have to say?

May we all learn the way.
May we all find our way.
May we all find our way.
May we all find our way....

© 2016 Lyrics and Music by Michèle Lane

May We All Find Our Way [take 2]

This is a demo only. A work in progress. Still editing and mastering but here is a sneak peek... built a radiohead-esque beat on ultra beat on Logic, then added keys, bass, and vox. Lyrics pending. Not sure why this goes on for so long, i'm sure i probably meant to end it much sooner. Think it's time to get back to work on this one and try to finish it up. will try to wrap it up sooner than 8 mins.

© 2019 Michele Lane Music

Turn Off The Television

I Can Feel Okay

Way Back Home

First thing never trust nobody
As long as there’s no body
Push up she want it roll that body
Money front seat if she ever call shoty
69 got em tellin on shotii
Said Never trust no body
Which one you want I got two like Siamese
If she come back she gotta show ID
 
Paid off IG underscore top queen
Do it for the gram photo shoot out of Bali
Only rock Tom ford when I pop Molly
Pop that pussy like yo daddy’s on a IV
Best thang since they known sliced bread
Don’t gang bang but the shoes su whoo red
Ain’t came here to talk just came for the head
Said she came four times and we bout to go again
 
Imma ride yo wave
I’d advise you to wait
All the snakes all the fakes
I’m the one they love to hate
See the stars in the wraith
We See them stars everyday
All the snakes all the fakes
Don’t know how much I can take
 
Take three for directors cuts
Take two of the uhh 
I don’t know what’s what
Tycoon got money still I don’t wan’t problems
You heard this all before I’m the new dondada
Shot caller said Imma shot caller
Can’t choose one I said Imma want all em
Made it to the top of the god damn column
Never gone fall I don’t recognize autumn
 
 
First thing never trust nobody
As long as there’s no body
Push up she want it roll that body
Money front seat if she ever call shoty
69 got em tellin on shotii
Said Never trust no body
Push up she want it roll that body
never trust nobody

Trust Nobody

Colin; guitar and drums.
Chris; guitars and Vocals.
Mark; guitars, bass and vocals.

Hand Grenade (Vasko Mix)

Paste could have been the worlds best indie band ... if only!