Dreamy music with lyrics. With a slight nod to Madonna's electronica ambient pieces. Far away I roam Nevermore my home I the bird have flown I the pearl am gone Here you find my body sleeping No more weeping it's not me Ooh..I have journeyed on Ooh..friends will find me gone Worry not let the shell decay I am far away Has a spell been cast I am free at last With the saints in light In radiance bright Here you find my body sleeping No more weeping it's not me Ooh..I have journeyed on Ooh..friends will find me gone Worry not I have left the cage I am far away Ooh..I have journeyed on Ooh..friends will find me gone Ooh..I have journeyed on Ooh..friends will find me gone Worry not I have left the cage I am far away
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Great track for a television commercial. Acoustic folky pop. Dreamy airy light warm and beautiful love song. Music with lyrics. Produced by Adonis Tsilimparis.
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Romantic acoustic minor jazzy blues with airy female vocals. In English and French. Very cool with an exotic air. Music with lyrics produced by Adonis Tsilimparis.
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Composer/Artist: Lisa Cerbone
Music with lyrics. Aimless and tired. Wandered around in your own fire. Even in the distance. You can't will the winter away. You swallowed the stones. Heart is so heavy. Can't carry it to the one who is at the top of the stairs. Even in the distance you can't will the winter away. You swallowed the stones. She told me that when you swallow stones. They settle within where they carve the home. Well I want to know. Will they stay forever? Will they stay forever? Even in the distance you can't will the winter away. You swallowed the stones.
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Composer/Artist: Lisa Cerbone
Music with lyrics. Water stain on the ceiling. Wind rattles the windows and walls. Nobody knows where she is and if they did they probably wouldn't call. Sweep your hair from your eyes. The new days have just arrived. She's not sure if she will make it here where the shades aren't drawn. She hears them speaking about her concerned voices behind that old oak door. Sweep your hair from your eyes. The new days have just arrived. Not what you'd hope for. Not what you'd choose. Staring up at the sky waiting for the appearance of the moon. But this could be the thing that makes you free and clear. Sweep you hair from your eyes. The new days have just arrived.
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Composer/Artist: Lisa Cerbone
Music with lyrics. There's an urgent light in your eye for ruthless order. Everything is put away safe inside. Keep the windows doors shut. Everybody is safe. Keep the television on and you don't let yourself think. Stack the dishes one by one so neatly. Hard to find the time to feel a thing when there is so much to do. She isn't even through the door. She's already ridiculed you. Reminding you how it is all for your own good. Some days her words cut through like wire. Other days you shake them off like loose rain. All the nights you lay awake and let them burn through. You're not a child in her house. Still you live by her laws. There's a scarlet inner world that you don't have to control. But you know where the dust gathers where the rugs get worn. You hear the voice behind you: "Don't forget there's more." Something moves through all those winter branches. Your eyelids shut so hard; you really do pray.
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Composer/Artist: Lisa Cerbone
Pensive introspective and sweet. Music with lyrics by Lisa Cerbone. (based on the James Joyce short story)
The lights have come down upon the great halls. The tired count their money and close the stalls. My eyes burn with the broken promise made to that girl who made my days pass so slowly. The clock says it's time to go. I'm not ready yet. Could you find that deserted train that leads me back to Araby? Lead me back to Araby. The white curve of her fair neck. Her hair halloed in all the light. She talked through the railing only to me and for this I promised her anything and everything. The clock says it's time to go. I'm not ready yet. Could you find that deserted train that leads us back to Araby? Lead me back to Araby. I stand in the center of the bazaar of the bazaar. And I find my heart has grown heavy in the dark in the dark. The clock says it's time to go. I'm not ready yet. Could you find that deserted train that leads us back to Araby? Lead me back to Araby.
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Composer/Artist: Lisa Cerbone
Music with lyrics. Maybe I'm wrong in the way I perceive you. Maybe I can only sense you as an echo in the night. Maybe there is more to the picture but I've wasted too much time. Love grows slowly. I lift the bitter shroud. I'm standing on the threshold. I do not feel so proud. Maybe my eyes are still a child's. Maybe I think reasons are just thick or thin. Maybe I haven't been brave enough. Always in the midst of leaving. Love grows slowly. I lift the bitter shroud. I'm standing on the threshold. I do not feel so proud.
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Composer/Artist: Lisa Cerbone
Music with lyrics. Beautiful mess in the darkest red dress your eyes are still wet. Yet all aglow from the sense of the hope not killed by regret. Let a finger land on a map to anywhere. Maybe it isn't too late to start over again. He walked through the room towards you every false move seemed right. Bodies reached through the darkness and soon were tragically entwined. Let a finger land on a map to anywhere. Maybe it isn't too late to start over again. Pack the car of useful things. Throw out every souvenir.
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Composer/Artist: Lisa Cerbone
Music with lyrics. The for sale sign in front of Mrs. Foster's house is gone. What she left behind could not matter. The garbage men took away what she did not keep what could not stay. By a quarter to three she pulled away with a man in a suit of all that gray. We all wanted to know. Where would she go. With those dark glasses on. It's hard to see the road through all that rain. All that rain. Well she was always nice to me. Brought me lemonade and costume jewelry. But they say she loved and lost too easily. Chased the cars of men in her bare feet. We all wanted to know. Where would she go. With those dark glasses on. It's hard to see the road through all that rain. All that rain. She walked the garden most nights alone. Spoke of a son I never saw. She could go on and on. Most times never say a thing. The for sale sign in front of Mrs. Foster's house is gone.
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Composer/Artist: Lisa Cerbone
Music with lyrics. As I walk away. I'm struck by the ordinary day. Girl in white. Twirls against the blue of the sky. Far from shame. Far from blame. Far from where she came. As I walk away. I'm struck by the ordinary day. Spanish boy. Runs along the train tracks with a dog. Far from shame. Far from blame. Far from where he came. As I walk away. I'm struck by the ordinary day. I carry you underneath the stars shining in your room. Far from shame. Far from blame. This is where you came.
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Composer/Artist: Colin O'Dwyer
Somber acoustic pop rock 30 second edit
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Composer/Artist: Colin O'Dwyer
Somber acoustic pop rock instrumental edit
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Composer/Artist: Colin O'Dwyer
Somber acoustic pop rock instrumental
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Composer/Artist: Colin O'Dwyer
Jason Mraz like acoustic pop rock song about loss of a friend LYRIC-Sound the guards that get inside your head and take you through the rain to show you something painfully real And here you will see reflected selves of those who've traveled there and carved their names on the wheel Reaching for the sound of a familiar song to break the fall Creep inside a bird's eye view you'll hear it in the morning news the satire in it all Blowing kisses at the sky Momma why do the angels have to die Frequently you tutored me your blood-shot eyes I couldn't see I fixed myself on your sound At ten years old I couldn't smell the bourbon I could only tell that laughter was all around And sometimes you would lift your head with a grin that could save us all But as I lay awake at night I'd hear the panic stricken plight of sobbing through the walls Blowing kisses at the sky Momma why do the angels have to die Blowing kisses at the sky Momma why do the angels have to die For fifteen years I didn't know that your music was inside me and it's growing I remember how it flowed the images of laughter grow as I react to this call on the phone It's like something whispered in your ear stripping all you had to fear until you were all alone But what was it that you had to give back in return Silently I'll say goodbye and maybe then I'll finally cry but still my head will turn hoping just to find you there still... Blowing kisses at the sky Momma why do the angels have to die Blowing kisses at the sky Momma why do the angels have to die they have to die they have to die they have to die
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Composer/Artist: Colin O'Dwyer
Laid back airy acoustic pop rock instrumental 30 sec edit
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Composer/Artist: Colin O'Dwyer
Laid back airy acoustic pop rock instrumental edit
Price: $267.00
Price: $47.00