Logan J Parker - Sweet Songs of Love
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Breathe - Original Piano Composition
Perhaps the relentless, repetitive melody and rhythms of the hands remind me of a frantic mind and the need to stop and observe when we are quickening our breath, when it is shallow and tight, to then let go and remember to breathe deeply and with ease - Breathe like a tortoise and live for 400 years, maybe
Arif Sounds - I'm Still Loving You (Original Ska)
Lyric : I'm still loving you, girl Everyday and everywhere I'm still missing you, girl everyday and everywhere
BROOKLYNN - i hate it here
On and on it goes i know It’s just a part of me Never ever been something I control How did we get here I fear I’m worried for my life Is it just a matter of time Before we go Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here The cycle carried on Just like a feather in the wind It was hard to trace it back But we knew it’d never end And the houses They were never ever built on sinking sand They were built on backs of men They were trying to break The kingdom grew and told those men That they were never great And they showed them only hate Anytime they were showcased Okay Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here There were bruises left in history They kept a mystery from us And the people that tried to break us They only feared us Because we were too free We were too free We were too free We were too free Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here
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Breathe - Original Piano Composition
Perhaps the relentless, repetitive melody and rhythms of the hands remind me of a frantic mind and the need to stop and observe when we are quickening our breath, when it is shallow and tight, to then let go and remember to breathe deeply and with ease - Breathe like a tortoise and live for 400 years, maybe
BROOKLYNN - i hate it here
On and on it goes i know It’s just a part of me Never ever been something I control How did we get here I fear I’m worried for my life Is it just a matter of time Before we go Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here The cycle carried on Just like a feather in the wind It was hard to trace it back But we knew it’d never end And the houses They were never ever built on sinking sand They were built on backs of men They were trying to break The kingdom grew and told those men That they were never great And they showed them only hate Anytime they were showcased Okay Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here There were bruises left in history They kept a mystery from us And the people that tried to break us They only feared us Because we were too free We were too free We were too free We were too free Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here