Here's some more M.A.P.L. original songs listed in
alphabetical order, with a song synopsis, the "-T+"
tempo indicator, and "... Fave Line ..." from the song.
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LOVE DOESN'T HURT ANYMORE:
Co-written with Adam Langley, this "fun night out country song" follows a gal celebrating life, love and freedom on her own terms.
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"... No retreat. No attack. No looking back. Love doesn't hurt anymore ..."
Co-written with Adam Langley, this "fun night out country song" follows a gal celebrating life, love and freedom on her own terms.
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"... No retreat. No attack. No looking back. Love doesn't hurt anymore ..."
63 Bucks (and My Old Truck)
(Worried that his best friend's son is about to follow in the footsteps of the father, the boy is given a heartfelt gift -- the means to get away and live their own life.)
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"... I knew your Dad before he started drinking. And I knew your Mom when she was beautiful ..."
(Worried that his best friend's son is about to follow in the footsteps of the father, the boy is given a heartfelt gift -- the means to get away and live their own life.)
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"... I knew your Dad before he started drinking. And I knew your Mom when she was beautiful ..."
A-Tumblin’ Down
(Examines the gap between who you want, who wants you and who you'll let close.)
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"... As a fire breathing youth I always told the truth, now I can't seem to find the will…”
(Examines the gap between who you want, who wants you and who you'll let close.)
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"... As a fire breathing youth I always told the truth, now I can't seem to find the will…”
Damn Near Holy
(A "Hot-Shot" new musician recalls the life changing moment of being blown away by a true master.)
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"... He didn't try to hide on the other side of what he's feeling..."
(A "Hot-Shot" new musician recalls the life changing moment of being blown away by a true master.)
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"... He didn't try to hide on the other side of what he's feeling..."
SHINE A LIGHT:
In this gospel inspired song with a sing-a-long chorus, angels lose their wings, the devil cries, and stars explode as a lone soul searches the sky for redemption.
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“… He hid his tears in the morning dew as treetops bent from his moans …”
In this gospel inspired song with a sing-a-long chorus, angels lose their wings, the devil cries, and stars explode as a lone soul searches the sky for redemption.
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“… He hid his tears in the morning dew as treetops bent from his moans …”
A Stronger Kind of Love
(Tired of being disillusioned, the singer tries to change their stormy relationship into one as strong as those enjoyed by the happy couples that surround them.)
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"... All those ties that bind, can't keep this soul of mine, from wanting, a stronger kind of love ..."
(Tired of being disillusioned, the singer tries to change their stormy relationship into one as strong as those enjoyed by the happy couples that surround them.)
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"... All those ties that bind, can't keep this soul of mine, from wanting, a stronger kind of love ..."
Cold Walk Home
(A new resident in the big city of glimmer makes a hard decision.)
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"... Her news spreads through town like a crack in a windshield ...”
(A new resident in the big city of glimmer makes a hard decision.)
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"... Her news spreads through town like a crack in a windshield ...”
Frozen Land
(Focuses on the person who lives on after the death of their long-time soul mate.)
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"... But I just fumble with thoughts I can't seem to tell, these were always the things you did so well ..."
(Focuses on the person who lives on after the death of their long-time soul mate.)
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"... But I just fumble with thoughts I can't seem to tell, these were always the things you did so well ..."
Late Day Sun
(An up-tempo anthem for a deep summer, backyard, acoustic guitar, friendly, honkin' jam session.)
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"... the late day sun shines like a beacon. Filling me up like a warm hug from Mom ..."
(An up-tempo anthem for a deep summer, backyard, acoustic guitar, friendly, honkin' jam session.)
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"... the late day sun shines like a beacon. Filling me up like a warm hug from Mom ..."
Maybe Tomorrow
(The singer almost decides to admit their lover won't be coming back.)
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"... I'm tired of your boxes, these stacks of sorrow. So I'm taking out the trash. Maybe tomorrow ..."
(The singer almost decides to admit their lover won't be coming back.)
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"... I'm tired of your boxes, these stacks of sorrow. So I'm taking out the trash. Maybe tomorrow ..."
Old Home In The Woods
(A simple song that wonders why a long deserted frontier home isn't filled with an appreciative family.)
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"... Still there's an old home, deep in the woods, and for years it has stood, waiting for its family to return ..."
(A simple song that wonders why a long deserted frontier home isn't filled with an appreciative family.)
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"... Still there's an old home, deep in the woods, and for years it has stood, waiting for its family to return ..."
Origami Birds
(A soldier sends this gentle song of hope and faith to his lover at home, a half a world away.)
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"... Origami birds. Spinning 'round her world. Whisper "hold on Friend. This war will end. And I'll be coming home ..."
(A soldier sends this gentle song of hope and faith to his lover at home, a half a world away.)
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"... Origami birds. Spinning 'round her world. Whisper "hold on Friend. This war will end. And I'll be coming home ..."
Room for Me
(This wide-open-Prairie song gently asks, "Is their room for me in your world?)
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"... Well I, and our wide-open sky, watch you fly by like high clouds on the far horizon line ..."
(This wide-open-Prairie song gently asks, "Is their room for me in your world?)
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"... Well I, and our wide-open sky, watch you fly by like high clouds on the far horizon line ..."
Tall Ships
(In this hard done by, east-coast harbour town, a magnificent history lies under each cobblestone.)
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"... Now all that remains, are models in museums, a short paragraph describes, those tall ships in this old town, where the spirit of the settlers survives…”
(In this hard done by, east-coast harbour town, a magnificent history lies under each cobblestone.)
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"... Now all that remains, are models in museums, a short paragraph describes, those tall ships in this old town, where the spirit of the settlers survives…”