Parole ... Folk rock. Intense & urgent. Piano, electric guitar, male singer & ...Folk rock. Intense & urgent. Piano, electric guitar, male singer & drums.
Thought i was light years ahead of themBut i was blind they were only milesLight years ahead of them, he must be right I was only pretending to be just another wannabeA love supreme in flip flopsThere might be peacocks in disguiseYou’d better practice your passing shotsBeware of bishops dealing with their ups and downs You were born in Christchurch babyListen to the bellsThey’re ringing again in your earsThey resound in the eveningThey resound when you’re youngThey’re sound in the morningThey resound when you’re getting old/get things done
Parole ... Folk, rock ballad. Tender, poetic & nostalgic. Recommended for love, ...Folk, rock ballad. Tender, poetic & nostalgic. Recommended for love, romance, destiny, TV show, indie movie. Acoustic guitar, piano, female singer & drums.
Loneliness –
Ain't no coward's friend;
For folks like me though
It's a constant.
Something I know,
Something I can lean on,
Something to hold,
When everyone else is gone.
I was lucky to have you,
We laid side by side.
Glad when you said hello,
I was glad when you said goodbye.
Honey, I – I ain't got no fear.
Been ‘round and ‘round,
And I've seen many a tear.
And you and I,
We are free
And we run.
You're gonna have to get real strong,
If ya gonna sing this song.
Find your bravery –
If yer gonna go it alone.
Oh, in a little while,
You're just gonna "be".
Take it from someone wild,
Oh it's good to be free!
Honey, I – I ain't got no fear.
Been ‘round and ‘round,
And I've seen many a tear.
And you and I,
We are free
And we run.
Parole ... Alternative, indie rock, folk. Nervous, mysterious yet determined. ...Alternative, indie rock, folk. Nervous, mysterious yet determined. Explosive chorus. Suggested for road movie, TV show, indie film. Rock band with acoustic guitar, piano, organ & female singer.
Texarkana en route to New Orleans –
My baby fell from his bike. And I was told he lay conscious;
And he knew death would arrive.
Ride, ride, ride, ride…
From weeping trees blue bottles hang –
And southern grass come covered with mist. Could he not stay on the road we paved?
The dirt devours those who fall adrift.
Ride, ride, ride, ride…
They took his body back to the Golden State;
Where his mother wept a sad goodbye. And not a dry eye was to be seen –
Unless you looked into my eyes.
Parole ... Alternative, indie folk, rock. Reflective, introspective & lonely. ...Alternative, indie folk, rock. Reflective, introspective & lonely. Suggested for TV show, independent movie. Folk band with acoustic guitar, piano, organ & female singer.
Rat a tap tap; Oh don’t you come and ask; Am I a coming back? The sky has gone black on us.
Don’t you weep – Blame myself for these things Known I was stronger than he – And all you weaklings knew it.
Toodle loo; They all abandoned you One bruised and another screwed, But I was the only loved.
Oh, Hannah Leah … I was the only love.
Keep that bed. Now brother, keep that rug. Lord knows I was given so much – And the devil keeps me fed.
On the wall. On the stove – And in the blank book you draw – There are signs of Hannah Leah There are signs of our love.
Oh, Hannah Leah … There are signs of love.
On a black, blue night I go a wandering: Out over Houston – Along Avenue A. Hannah Leah On Avenue A.
Ku Klux Klan; There’s evil in every man. Come love her when you can – And see about Hannah Leah.
Parole ... Rock ballad. Carefree & relaxed. Female singer, electric & folk ...Rock ballad. Carefree & relaxed. Female singer, electric & folk guitars & rhythm.
Is there out there stillLife on the streetsAnd hearts still beatingIn the city?Or are there only eyesThat burn with fearAnd tears that searDown the faces of the dead?Seems to me we lost them long agoThere’s too much painNot much pityGot to get these tombstonesOff my brainHere and nowNot in the fucking ever after. FR: Est-ce que dehors il y a encoreDe la vie dans les ruesEt des coeurs qui battentDans la ville?Ou n'y a t'il que des yeuxQui brûlent appeurésEt des larmes qui brûlentEn coulant les visages des mortsIl me semble que nous les avons perdus il y a longtempsIl y a trop de douleurPeu de pitiéIl faut que je chasse ces pierres tombalesEe mon espritIci et maintenantPas dans ce putain de lendemain
Parole ... Explicit Lyrics. Folk song. from the 70's. Determined & positive. ...Explicit Lyrics. Folk song. from the 70's. Determined & positive. Male voice, folk guitar & rhythm.
Il y avait trop de dope hier soirDe retour sur la route à la lumière du matinOn suivra les cimesEt maintenant tu me montres ce que tu as.On peut sentir les vents errantsSoufflant dans nos cheveux de montagneSur ces anciennes routes, le monde se réveille.Il y avait trop de fantôme hier soirDe retour sur la route à la lumière du matinOn suivra les cimesEt maintenant tu me montres ce que tu as.As-tu déjà vu cette routeIl y avait trop d’amour hier soir !Montre-moi ce que tu as, ce que tu as.
Homespun, dirty, gritty. Acoustic guitar plays out a heavy and ...Homespun, dirty, gritty. Acoustic guitar plays out a heavy and impassioned blues chord sequence. Twanging chords give a sense of a salt of the earth location. People hard at work on a farm in the sweltering sun. Lethargic lead electric guitar and overdriven harmonica offer a fiery spirit.
Homespun, dirty, gritty. Acoustic guitar plays out a heavy and ...Homespun, dirty, gritty. Acoustic guitar plays out a heavy and impassioned blues chord sequence. Twanging chords give a sense of a salt of the earth location. People hard at work on a farm in the sweltering sun. Stripped back underscore version. Stripped back underscore version.
Rustic, austere, weathered. Shaky strings give way to meaningful ...Rustic, austere, weathered. Shaky strings give way to meaningful guitar sequence, an air of seriousness and grave sensibility, an individual that has been worn and made weary by life, rising up with self-belief. Sturdy heavy drumbeat joins with hummed vocals, gifting a sense of rejuvenating humanity. Supported by claps at 01:20 conveying a feeling of community and strength. Spirited breakdown at 01:45 with strong male vocal calls and marching drums.
Rustic, austere, weathered. Shaky strings give way to meaningful ...Rustic, austere, weathered. Shaky strings give way to meaningful guitar sequence, an air of seriousness and grave sensibility, an individual that has been worn and made weary by life rising up with self-belief. Sturdy heavy drumbeat gifting a sense of rejuvenating humanity. Supported by claps at 01:20 conveying a feeling of community and strength. Spirited breakdown at 01:45. Instrumental version.
Rustic, austere, weathered. Shaky strings give way to meaningful ...Rustic, austere, weathered. Shaky strings give way to meaningful guitar sequence, an air of seriousness and grave sensibility, an individual that has been worn and made weary by life rising up with self-belief. Hummed vocals, gifting a sense of rejuvenating humanity. Supported by claps at 01:20 conveying a feeling of community and strength. Spirited breakdown at 01:45 with strong male vocal calls. Stripped back underscore version.
Parole ... Epic, heartfelt, dramatic. Electric and acoustic guitars bring an ...Epic, heartfelt, dramatic. Electric and acoustic guitars bring an emotive rock sensibility, supported by dramatic male vocal. Epic drum hit into cathartic chorus at 00:30, lyrics about the grand and emotive power of missing a loved one. Harmonica and fuzzy guitar tone support classic rock style. Nostalgic, triumphant feeling from romantic lyrics about returning home, further asserted by stadium rock grandeur.
It’s been a long timeSince I left homeNot taking a lot with meJust willing to make it on my own Be sure where to goThat’s what I’ve been toldBut I was happy just for being on the road I can bring you flowersI can bring you rainI can bring whatever you want me to ease you pain It’s all that I collected on the roadAnd now I bring it back home It’s been a long timeSince I’ve been away from homeJust hoping for them to seeI’m about to make it on my own Be sure where to goThat’s what I’ve been toldBut I was happy just for being on the road I can bring you flowersI can bring you rainI can bring whatever you want me to ease you painI can bring you silverI can bring you goldI can bring whatever you need me to heat your cold It’s all that I collected on the roadIt’s all that I collected on the roadAnd now I bring it back homeAnd now I bring it back home
Epic, heartfelt, dramatic. Electric and acoustic guitars bring an ...Epic, heartfelt, dramatic. Electric and acoustic guitars bring an emotive rock sensibility. Epic drum hit into cathartic chorus at 00:30. Harmonica and fuzzy guitar tone support classic rock feeling, with strings augmenting a dramatic energy. Nostalgic, triumphant feeling from emotional instrumentation and stadium rock grandeur. Instrumental version.
Epic, heartfelt, dramatic. Acoustic guitar chords bring an emotive ...Epic, heartfelt, dramatic. Acoustic guitar chords bring an emotive rock sensibility. Strings gift a refined grandeur to a bittersweet aura. Harmonica supports gritty classic rock style, supported by grand and emotive instrumentation. Stripped back underscore version.
Heartfelt, emotional. Acoustic guitar chords gift a sombre rock ...Heartfelt, emotional. Acoustic guitar chords gift a sombre rock sensibility. Standalone guitar with confident strumming communicates a triumphant feeling. Stripped back underscore version.
Parole ... Lively, heavy, fun. Snare roll leads into heavy instrumentation with ...Lively, heavy, fun. Snare roll leads into heavy instrumentation with overdriven guitars and commanding kick drum rhythm. Male vocals sing about being saved by another individual on a rainy afternoon. Dramatic harmonised vocal performance in chorus with bittersweet rocky melody. Decadent breakdown with ornate delayed guitar riff and vocals. Heavy rock energy.
On a cold and rainy afternoonYou found my pieces fighting back to lifePatiently you’re lifting me from my own obscurityIn no time I’ll be walking again I’ve been holding more than I could takeThough I've heard we only get what we deserveWhat if now I wanna say I am doneWill I ever get to be someone Please take this load off my shoulderSo I can do the same for youI’ll take you homeSo one dayYou can take me too On a cold and rainy afternoonI found your pieces fighting back to lifePatiently we are lifting each otherIn no time we will be walking again Please take this load off my shoulderSo I can do the same for youI’ll take you homeSo one dayYou can take me too So one dayYou can take me tooSo one day Please take this load off my shoulderSo I can do the same for youI’ll take you homeSo one dayYou can take me too
Lively, heavy, fun. Snare roll leads into heavy instrumentation with ...Lively, heavy, fun. Snare roll leads into heavy instrumentation with overdriven guitars and commanding kick drum rhythm. Pacy acoustic strumming fringed with overdriven electric guitar trills. Dark but fun feeling from minor chords contrasting with upbeat tempo. Decadent breakdown with ornate delayed guitar riff and vocals. Heavy rock energy. Instrumental version.
Lively, fun. Pacy acoustic strumming joined by sharp lead guitar ...Lively, fun. Pacy acoustic strumming joined by sharp lead guitar riffs. Swift tempo contrasts with mean chords and grizzly texture. Decadent breakdown with ornate delayed guitar riff and vocals. Heavy rock energy. Stripped back underscore version.
Downbeat, meaningful, relaxed. Laidback strumming rhythm plays out a ...Downbeat, meaningful, relaxed. Laidback strumming rhythm plays out a rocky sequence, with minor dips and more optimistic major moments. Stripped back underscore version.
Parole ... Sorrowful & nostalgic folk-rock sung in Spanish. Male voice, folk ...Sorrowful & nostalgic folk-rock sung in Spanish. Male voice, folk guitar, electric piano, drums & strings @0'41. Full rock band @2'19.
ES:
La conocí yendo a casa espontánea yo sin fe.
Para creer me la encontraba a punto de llover.
Había un tercer personaje admitiré también lo que sé, lo que sé.
Bella que te ves con él, enamorada de cien.
Inevitable tu juego de a la mañana ven,
escondidas, tiroteos y crispetas también.
Pupilas que van a cien, no podremos negar bien,
nada, nada…
Nos hundimos trago a trago hasta devolver.
Luego te vas y es muy tarde para ya volver.
No crecimos cautivos y sabemos correr y correr y correr...
Somos el mejor juego, fichas el uno del otro
¿Que esperabas buen final?
No.
EN:
I met her going home spontaneously, I had no faith.
To believe I met her when it was about to rain.
There was a third character I will also admit what I know, what I know.
Beautiful you look with him, in love a hundred ways.
Inevitable your game of in the morning come,
hide-and-seek, shootings and pop corn too.
Pupils that go a hundred ways, we won't be able to deny well,
nothing, nothing...
We sink drink by drink until we return.
Then you leave and it's too late to come back.
We didn't grow up captive and we know how to run and run and run...
We're the best game, tokens for each other.
Did you expect a good ending?
No.
Parole ... Nostalgic, tender & reflective folk-rock sung in Spanish. Male voice, ...Nostalgic, tender & reflective folk-rock sung in Spanish. Male voice, folk guitar, cymbals, Electric guitar with Leslie fx & full band @0'59.
ES:
Solo aquel matiz quedó
Al intentar ser el mejor
Al momento de andar
Sin ti.
Tras banalizar mi ayer
Mi devoción perdió el edén
Siendo algo tan normal en mi.
Por ser tan informal
Me confundí al pensar
En mi…
Siendo el detractor que fui
Trate al sentir que sonreír
Podría ser natural en mi
Solo aquel matiz quedó
Al intentar ser el mejor
Al momento de andar
Sin ti
Por ser tan informal
Me confundí al pensar
En mi…
Pronto para olvidar
Y tarde para perdonar
No es fácil olvidar
Sin ti.
EN:
Only that nuance remained
When I tried to be the best
At the moment of being
Without you.
After banalizing my yesterday
My devotion lost its Eden
Being something so normal in me.
For being so casual
I got confused thinking
In me...
Being the detractor that I was
I tried to feel that smiling
Could be natural to me
Only that nuance remained
In trying to be the best
At the moment of walking
Without you
For being so casual
I got confused when I thought
In me...
Too soon to forget
And late to forgive
It's not easy to forget
Without you.
Folk rock in the spirit of the late 60's. Electric 12 string guitar, ...Folk rock in the spirit of the late 60's. Electric 12 string guitar, choirs & rhythm with tambourine.
Folk rock in the spirit of the late 60's. Electric 12 string guitar, ...Folk rock in the spirit of the late 60's. Electric 12 string guitar, cowbell & rhythm with tambourine. (no choir)
Parole ... Folk song. Catchy & groovy. Female voice, folk & electric guitars & ...Folk song. Catchy & groovy. Female voice, folk & electric guitars & rhythm.
Eh bien, j'ai pensé qu'il était tempsDe te dire que tu est l'élu de mon coeurPour toujours tu esCelui qui me fait de l'effetPourquoi ne pas sauter le pas Cet amour est indestructiblePour toujours tu esCelui qui me fait de l'effet Tu es celuiCelui qui me fait de l'effetJe sais que nos destins sont entremêlés Passons à la prochaine étapeJe le sens au plus profond de moiPour toujours tu esCelui qui me fait de l'effet Encore et encoreUn plus un fontEncore et encoreUn plus un font troisJe sais que c'est le bon moment Pourquoi ne pas sauter le pasJe sais que nos destins sont entremêlés Passons à la prochaine étape
Bright, fun, optimistic folk tracks using strings, guitar, percussion ...Bright, fun, optimistic folk tracks using strings, guitar, percussion and drums to give an upbeat feel.
