bookmark_borderMoving Target

LYRICS
Difficult to get
Hitting a moving target
Never will forget
Hitting a moving target

Tact in the track
Squeeze the trigger back
Focusing on “I”
With ease score the bull’s eye

Better hedge your bet
Hitting a moving target
Destiny? We’ve met
Hitting a moving target

Trying not to fret
Hitting a moving target
Pull with no regret
Hitting a moving target

Moving Target.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Folk Rock
Chords: A G / A A C A C A / C G A / A Am7
Recording: original take / digital 1-track stereo

Written at Market and High Streets in West Chester, PA. Recorded at Everhart Park.

Vocals, Guitar

From the album AD
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderWork

LYRICS
Working smart is a real fine art
Getting harder everyday
… in every way
Job, life will rob… you’re arm they’ll lob
Mourn the turn of your first born

What are you suppose to do
Just trying to get through
How are you suppose to learn
Where you’re suppose to turn

Working hard for the final yard
Getting smarter everyday
… in every way
Robbed by the job… stolen heart throb
No relief any day
… in any way

Work.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Folk Rock
Chords: A E / A C E
Recording: original take / digital 1-track stereo

Vocals, Guitar

From the album AD
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderWhat Do I Know?

LYRICS
The older I grow
The more I know
How little I know

Before you grow old
Travel the world
Let you story by told
(Go! Go! Go!)

While you feel young
Find the harmony among
Let your song be sung
(Ohh, ohh, ohh)

Sun rose 1,000 times
Over a 1,000 “I am’s”
We’re in Fortunate Times
(Know so little woe)

The older I grow
The more I know
How little I know

What Do I Know? .mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Folk Rock
Chords: E A G / A G D / A G E
Recording: original take / digital 1-track stereo

Vocals, Guitar

From the album AD
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderHead Out Feet First

LYRICS
What does it take to quench your thirst
Head out feet first?
Aching for your bubble to burst
Head out feet first?
Heading out feet first

At best you jest
Forget the rest
Head out feet first?

In his head, quest of dead
Heard he said, better off dead!
Head out feet first?
Heading out feet first

Are you livin’ a life that’s cursed
Head out feet first?
Bide your time become well versed
Head out feet first?
Heading out feet first
Head out feet first

Head Out Feet First.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Folk Rock
Chords: Em7 Em E E7 E7+d / A D G E
Recording: original take / digital 1-track stereo

Vocals, Guitar

From the album AD
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderRainy Day Hearsay

LYRICS
Did you hear say
Did you hearsay
It’ll pay
Save it for a rainy day
It’s raining. It’s “pooring”. Couldn’t get up in the “mourning”.

Well, that will depend
Are you ready… really ready
Really ready to spend
… does it depend?

At what cost is lost
Odds of a coin tossed?
Hedging the bet
… bet against
… against regret
Hedge the bet against regret
It’s raining. It’s “pooring”. Couldn’t get up in the “mourning”.

Rainy Day (original take).mp3

Rainy Day (Hearsay).mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Folk Rock
Chords: E7sus4 Em7 A7 B7sus4 / E7 E; 137 BPM Rock Shuffle
Recording: 1) original take / digital 1-track stereo 2) 10-track

Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards, Finger Snapping

From the album AD
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderSomething From Nothing

LYRICS
Isn’t it something
When there’s nothing
Isn’t it something
When you’re gone

Though only a moment
Without movement
Though only a moment
It’s been too long

When nothing is something
And something is nothing
Hearing Nature-all sing
When I’m gone

Evolving from nothing
Evolving from something
Back into nothing
Stardust to stardust

Something From Nothing.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Folk Rock
Chords: E A G E / E A E A G E
Recording: original take / digital 1-track stereo

Vocals, Guitar

From the album AD
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderWhy Worry?

LYRICS
Maybe I can’t say
That there is no way
To fret and fray
Regret each day
Can’t worry your troubles away

To begin
Worrying
Lets death in
Through the doors
Through the pores
’til only woe endures

Let out a sigh
Don’t wonder why
Everyone will die
Relentlessly try
We’re all still going to die

Why Worry?.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Folk Rock
Chords: Capo 2 G Em / C D C D G / C F# Em / C D C D G
Recording: original take / digital 1-track stereo

Vocals, Guitar

From the album AD
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderThis Is Love (Words From a Wedding)

LYRICS
The way they look into each others eyes
It comes as no surprise
Another sure sign is the way they pine
When fate separates

This is love!
This is love!
Who doesn’t know,
This is love!

One understands when they’re holding hands
It’s plain for all to see
Two hearts as one under the sun
“I do” for eternity

This is love!
This is love!
Who doesn’t know,
This is love!

She loves his style of courtesy
When it comes to “loving me”
He loves her style — generosity
Spreading smiles… living free

This is love!
This is love!
Who doesn’t know,
This is love!

This Is Love.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Folk Rock
Chords: E A G / E G
Recording: original take / digital 1-track stereo

Vocals, Guitar

From the album AD
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderWedding Day

LYRICS
I’m really happy to say
It’s your wedding day
I’m really happy to see
It’s come to be

The bearer brings
Hearts opening
Our angel sings
As you exchange the rings

The guests all dance
Around your romance
The Best Man’s speech
“Love’s within reach”

Can’t hide the feelings inside
When it’s time to kiss the bride
Champagne and presents
Essence of effervescence

Wedding Day.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Written and recorded on my son’s wedding day at Lake Harmony, PA.

Style: Alternative Folk Rock
Chords: C F G C / Am C
Recording: original take / digital 1-track stereo

Vocals, Guitar

From the album AD
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderWhat I’m Living For

LYRICS
What am I living for?
I’m counting out time
… is there more?

You know it’s true
What keeps me livin’
This life I’m given
… is you

What am I living for?
Just counting out time
To earn another dime?

What am I living for?
I’m counting out time
… a death I can’t endure

What am I living for?
I’m taking in time
With reason and rhyme
That’s what I’m living for

What I’m Living For.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Folk Rock
Chords: E A C ? C A E / E Em7
Recording: original take / digital 1-track stereo

Vocals, Guitar

From the album AD
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderChris

LYRICS
I’m so lonely without you at home
Yes it is
It’s Chris I miss

It’s so lonely at home without you
Can’t hardly cry myself to sleep
No matter how I weep
I don’t know what to do
When are you coming home
I feel so all alone
Where am I going now?
I’ve got to help her somehow
When is she coming home
When is she?
I’m so lonely
When is she?

Chris.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
A song my Dad help write about my Mother.

Style: Alternative Rock
Chords: Am / C G Am / C F# Am / Am C / C-e+a
Recording: original take / digital 1-track stereo

Vocals, Guitar

From the album A Collection Of Notes
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderPop The Cork (On Love)

LYRICS
Got a nice thick froth coming to a head
Bubbling over
Sense the effervescence essence getting put to bed
Bubbling over
An aroma that’ll raise you from a coma
Bubbling over
Not hard to tell when you love the smell
Bubbling over
With a love finer than champagne
You’re the champion
Shower our “our”

Ya did pop the lid… the quirk to pop the cork
Bubbling over
You know how to make the glass overflow
Bubbling over
Finer than the finest wine… fine, fine, fine
Bubbling over
A perfect blend to help hearts mend
Bubbling over
With a love finer than champagne
You’re the champion
Shower our “our”
Love bubbling over our
Happy hour

Pop The Cork.mp3

 

 

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Rock
Chords: E A A E Em7 / B7 A E
Recording: digital 10-track stereo

Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards

From the album A Collection Of Notes
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderSocietal Cancer

LYRICS
Here the war weep
Hear the battle cry
The blood runs deep
And,we can’t answer why
Civilians playing uncivil war
Until there are civilians no more

All consuming
Consumption damage
All consuming
Consumption “Damn Age”
Hear the war weep
Here the battle cry
Yipiyi-a-a-a-a
Yipiyi-o-o-o-o
Woe oh oh oh oh….
I don’t know
I just don’t know

Societal Cancer.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
A song about how hate groups are like giving yourself cancer.

Style: Alternative Rock
Chords: Am Em / Dm Am; 67 BPM German March
Recording: digital 10-track stereo

Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards and Synthesizers

From the album A Collection Of Notes
by Daniel Brouse

bookmark_borderGiving Heart Attacks

LYRICS
Have you ever been warned
About the calm before the storm
Before all hell breaks loose
And you’re left swinging…
Under a noose
I’m getting into knowing
The winds of change are blowing
Giving heart attacks
To any heart that lacks

Give your heart an attack of love
Letting in light from above
Feel your heart start
Let the hate depart

Black is black
White is white
I’d say you’re out of the grey
Not so fine… crossing the line

Giving Heart Attacks.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
A song inspired by The President of the United States of America

Style: Protest Folk Rock
Chords: Em C / Am C Em
Recording: digital stereo
Vocals, Guitar, Keyboard

Band together and join THE RESISTANCE!

bookmark_borderOld Fiddlers’ Picnic

LYRICS
Outback in the hills of Chester County
There’s a sight you’ve got to hear to see
Just bring a fiddle to solve the riddle
Do tell! A jig to keep you well
So hey diddle diddle
Give that cat a fiddle
We’re starting ‘fore noon
So hey diddle diddle
Give that cat a fiddle
Play ’til we’re under the moon

Groove in the grove in Chester County
It’s alright… the sound you’ll see
Strum a guitar, sing-a-long or hum
Yell! Swing to a melody so swell
Chorus

Far-out in the hills of Chester County
Picking tunes… a plentiful bounty
You know… tap a toe… let it go
Do tell! A jig to keep you well

Old Fiddlers’ Picnic (Music Video).mp4

Old Fiddlers’ Picnic Song.mp3

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Rock
Chords: D A A D / G A D
Recording: original take / live digital 1-track stereo

Written at the 89th Annual Old Fiddlers’ Picnic in Hibernia Park, Chester County, Pennsylvania.

Vocals, Guitar

From the album A Collection Of Notes
by Daniel Brouse