We left what we had in the dust of the night, Suitcase of dreams, no wrong or no right. The road stretched long, shadows fell fast, We walked away, love, from all of our past.

Shadows fall in minor lines, Echoes move where silence hides. Cello weeps, the night unravels, Saxophone remembers why.

Well I’ve walked the line, Through smoke and thunder, Paid my dues, And made my blunders. But when the lights go down, And the night turns gray, I can say I lived it — Done

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In the twilight’s glow, your shadow’s calling, Your skin’s a soft whisper, my soul is falling. The beat drives us forward, two steps in the breeze, Your body against mine, a sweet, restless tease.

So blow that line of maybe, Let the bass keep time with cheer. We’ll swing the truth so lightly, That the pain can’t find us here.

Maybe love was late to show, Maybe time just ran too fast, But this groove won’t let me go, Keeps the blues from holding fast.

Take my hand across the silence, where the candles start to lean, Every step a slow confession, Every glance a broken dream.

Power in the people, rising from the ground, Purpleman’s rhythm shaking all around. No more hiding, no more chains, We’re the fire running through the veins.

Well, my hopes were high in the morning light But the truth rolled in sometime last night I gave my trust, but it slipped away Now I’m driving on toward a clearer day

Smoke curls around our memory, Bass walks under our skin, We’ve been lost in the waiting, Since the night it all began.

Candles are burning, but the light feels cold Memories linger, stories left untold The wind through the window carries your sigh And I am left asking, why must love die? 

I’ve been draggin’ these boots through the ashes, Chasin’ ghosts down a broken line. Every road just burned to cinders, But I kept on movin’, buyin’ time.

Shadows fall in minor lines, Echoes move where silence hides. Cello weeps, the night unravels, Saxophone remembers why.

Well I’ve walked the line, Through smoke and thunder, Paid my dues, And made my blunders. But when the lights go down, And the night turns gray, I can say I lived it — Done

Continue reading Martrina & Jasper – Done It My Way

In the twilight’s glow, your shadow’s calling, Your skin’s a soft whisper, my soul is falling. The beat drives us forward, two steps in the breeze, Your body against mine, a sweet, restless tease.

So blow that line of maybe, Let the bass keep time with cheer. We’ll swing the truth so lightly, That the pain can’t find us here.

Maybe love was late to show, Maybe time just ran too fast, But this groove won’t let me go, Keeps the blues from holding fast.

Take my hand across the silence, where the candles start to lean, Every step a slow confession, Every glance a broken dream.

Power in the people, rising from the ground, Purpleman’s rhythm shaking all around. No more hiding, no more chains, We’re the fire running through the veins.

Well, my hopes were high in the morning light But the truth rolled in sometime last night I gave my trust, but it slipped away Now I’m driving on toward a clearer day

Smoke curls around our memory, Bass walks under our skin, We’ve been lost in the waiting, Since the night it all began.

Candles are burning, but the light feels cold Memories linger, stories left untold The wind through the window carries your sigh And I am left asking, why must love die? 

I’ve been draggin’ these boots through the ashes, Chasin’ ghosts down a broken line. Every road just burned to cinders, But I kept on movin’, buyin’ time.

We left what we had in the dust of the night, Suitcase of dreams, no wrong or no right. The road stretched long, shadows fell fast, We walked away, love, from all of our past.

Well I’ve walked the line, Through smoke and thunder, Paid my dues, And made my blunders. But when the lights go down, And the night turns gray, I can say I lived it — Done

Continue reading Martrina & Jasper – Done It My Way

In the twilight’s glow, your shadow’s calling, Your skin’s a soft whisper, my soul is falling. The beat drives us forward, two steps in the breeze, Your body against mine, a sweet, restless tease.

So blow that line of maybe, Let the bass keep time with cheer. We’ll swing the truth so lightly, That the pain can’t find us here.

Maybe love was late to show, Maybe time just ran too fast, But this groove won’t let me go, Keeps the blues from holding fast.

Take my hand across the silence, where the candles start to lean, Every step a slow confession, Every glance a broken dream.

Power in the people, rising from the ground, Purpleman’s rhythm shaking all around. No more hiding, no more chains, We’re the fire running through the veins.

Well, my hopes were high in the morning light But the truth rolled in sometime last night I gave my trust, but it slipped away Now I’m driving on toward a clearer day

Smoke curls around our memory, Bass walks under our skin, We’ve been lost in the waiting, Since the night it all began.

Candles are burning, but the light feels cold Memories linger, stories left untold The wind through the window carries your sigh And I am left asking, why must love die? 

I’ve been draggin’ these boots through the ashes, Chasin’ ghosts down a broken line. Every road just burned to cinders, But I kept on movin’, buyin’ time.

We left what we had in the dust of the night, Suitcase of dreams, no wrong or no right. The road stretched long, shadows fell fast, We walked away, love, from all of our past.

Shadows fall in minor lines, Echoes move where silence hides. Cello weeps, the night unravels, Saxophone remembers why.

In the twilight’s glow, your shadow’s calling, Your skin’s a soft whisper, my soul is falling. The beat drives us forward, two steps in the breeze, Your body against mine, a sweet, restless tease.

So blow that line of maybe, Let the bass keep time with cheer. We’ll swing the truth so lightly, That the pain can’t find us here.

Maybe love was late to show, Maybe time just ran too fast, But this groove won’t let me go, Keeps the blues from holding fast.

Take my hand across the silence, where the candles start to lean, Every step a slow confession, Every glance a broken dream.

Power in the people, rising from the ground, Purpleman’s rhythm shaking all around. No more hiding, no more chains, We’re the fire running through the veins.

Well, my hopes were high in the morning light But the truth rolled in sometime last night I gave my trust, but it slipped away Now I’m driving on toward a clearer day

Smoke curls around our memory, Bass walks under our skin, We’ve been lost in the waiting, Since the night it all began.

Candles are burning, but the light feels cold Memories linger, stories left untold The wind through the window carries your sigh And I am left asking, why must love die?