Lyrics: I clock in at sunrise, hammer in my hand Framing up these houses on someone else’s land It’s my hard work and know-how makes these walls grow But I can't give my family a house of their own I'm building dreams for wealthy folk…

credits: Will Tuttle

Open the Gates Verse 1: Tears have fallen and flow like rivers, Blood has stained the ground where children shiver. Men have fallen into hands of the deceiver, Trading their souls for fleeting pleasures. Pre-Chorus: Let’s raise our…

My lyrics, ai music

Been busy all week preparing for the winter weather and getting stuff ready for the horses and sheep to see them through winter. But with the torrential rain today i thought a guitar day was to be and this came out…

Lifted From the Sea. Intro: He’s got the whole wide world; He’s got the whole world in His hands. Verse 1: When the world weighs you down and tomorrow feels unsure, Put your trust in the Lord, let your faith in Him endure. He walked…

this is a new song not much to it , all instruments played by myself , drums , programmed ,by myself, vocals and backing vocals by myself, thanks for your time ,cheers tony cee

Song of the Morning Verse 1: Early in the morning, when the birds begin their song, My heart will sing along for all the things You’ve done. You saved me from my pride and gave me brand-new life; Oh Lord, You’ve redeemed my soul — I’m safe…

Getting lost in the maze from time to time is just part of life The maze of misfortune I get one step forward and three steps back Can’t see where I’m going Lifes so dark and black Looking ahead seems stupid and pretty…

Recently, I dreamed I was in heaven searching for my soul mate. When I found her, we couldn’t face each other. I gave her the gift of enlightenment because I had been there so long, that was all I had to give. I told her I didn’t need her anymore…

In the quiet of the morning haze, It drifts beneath the silver trees, No sound escapes, no word betrays, The sorrow stitched in memories. It’s carrying a weight no one else can see, A shadow made of silent history, Every step, a whispered…

A tune that was in my head when I woke up the other day. Decided to do a recording. I first imagined it as a fiddle tune, but I quite like it as a mandolin tune.