It's me Red. I'm in a one man band called "The Winterleaf." I just got back from the studio and have finished recording an EP.

 

So here it is -- You're Fine EP

 

enjoy the free goodness

 

-- red

Thanks for introducing yourself first because I had no idea who you were.

Your songs are performed competently but I admit not anything I want entering my ears regularly.

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Batman created by Bob Kane

update: This link works --

 

http://www.thewinterleaf.com/YoureFineEP.zip

You should start saying The End By James after your songs.

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Batman created by Bob Kane

www.reverbnation.com/thewinterleaf

www.onesheet.com/thewinterleaf

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...and if you liked that one, here's a link to my other stupid shit.

Pocacyrus rawgs on my cog

 

Buck Your Bucks:

 

He's got a little Lennon within him

A sin in several states

Attractive like Miley Cyrus

His smile is the master of baits

 

Imitated and fated to break

Elated and sayin' it straight

He knows what it takes to make a stake in the biz

Be most fake

 

Passin' on sluts like he's Peyton

Man, he's the man and demanding

Fannin' the flames of the damned and

Handed the brand but he ran then

 

Stole away safely away from

Cash used to win

Possessions positioning sin

Incisions revision within

 

Cut out completely and

Neatly aside

No longer allowed to reside

Inside him

But when given the time

To bide by it cancers again

That's not what he had quite intended

 

But when did evil ever give up?

Even when severed from cuts

And what did we agree to do when we were earning our bucks?

 

Good luck with saving your souls

Believe it when you are told

That you can't save a thing that's constantly bought off and then sold.

 

Standing Back Up

https://www.dropbox.com/s/b6pujhgfyqsgbek/00%20Standing%20Back%20Up.m4a

I’ll start it out 
I’ll sort it out 
I’ll soar and shout I have no shame my friend 
Be out, my doubt 
My inside’s out 
I proudly bout my insecurities 
What I got now is sacred 
What I got out I made it mine 
Through all those tears 
Through every year 
Too clear to me, now I see if you wanna live well, well 

Weigh it out, don’t muddle it 
Swing and mount, don’t fail again 
Settle scores, don’t settle in 
The more that I grow I land, standing back up 

Push shove up down 
This town is driving me mazy 
Hustle I’ve found 
Does us more fun than bein’ lazy 
Inexhaustible frowns sound boring 
Snoring is safety 
Until you open your eyes 
Into another man’s daydream 
What I got now is sacred 
What I got out I made it mine 
Through all those tears 
Through every year 
Too clear to me, now I see if you wanna live well, well 

Weigh it out, don’t muddle it 
Swing and mount, don’t fail again 
Settle scores, don’t settle in 
The more that I grow I land, standing back up 

Look at your heart; you got a ticker like Hercules 
Second to none to keep you kickin’ out steady beats 
Glow in the dark, play your part, start properly 
Work on your art to find everybody’s melody 
Through harmony-martyrdom solemnly solder ‘em thoroughly 
To passion, and lessen aggression and wrap it inevitably 
Down to the ground, you're not gonna keep me sedimentary 
Yes to the summon of someone better, free, a Metta Me 

Yo yo yo way ya ya yowayoh 
Yo yo yo way ya ya yowayah 
Yo yo yo way ya ya yowayoh 
Yo yo yo way ya ya yowayah 

Weigh it out, don’t muddle it 
Swing and mount, don’t fail again 
Settle scores, don’t settle in 
The more that I grow I land, standing back up

 

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...and if you liked that one, here's a link to my other stupid shit.

 

Besides the nananas in Hey Jude, I'll say that some sounds just feel good coming out of the body. There're plenty of reasons for non-sense lyrics and they have their place.

 

Indecently, ALL songs are available for FREE to download @ reverbnation.com/thewinterleaf

 

 

 

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...and if you liked that one, here's a link to my other stupid shit.

 

Hello stripper family. Here's a song about Friday's breakup.

 

http://www.reverbnation.com/thewinterleaf/song/17043324-im-home

 

FREE DOWNLOAD

 

Agreed rollick, my heart wants harming
It's seen all it, been mauled raw twixt my lungs
A sick sonnet, at seems years running
I let sun in, a mere disinfection
She moves mountains, her brown eyes poundin'
Improved count'nance, allowance for my pain
She paints pictures, of "His, Hers" slippers
In my innards , and in my mind they're lain

It feels like I am finally home
And it steals ripe from the vine that we have grown
That apart from us, to another you've loaned yourself
It's a heart out chest expeirence
You selfish mess

If you're ever tense it's
Dispensed evidence
Ten circles round this planet just get it in back of me.
Free at last, mighty masterpeice baby
We the past, happy sad then peace read the writing on the walls of what I thought could be our thrones

It felt like I was finally home
And it stole ripe from the vine that we have grown
That apart from us, to another you'd loan yourself
It's a heart out chest expeirence
You selfish mess

I have always been at home

Home home home home woh oh oh oh oh oh
I'm, where e'er I roam
I am home

 

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...and if you liked that one, here's a link to my other stupid shit.

I enjoy demonstrating that we all are more substantial than simple humorists. Even our sweet brad still keeps a link at the bottom of this page to his music. I appriciate the attention. Thank you for the criticism. Besides updating my frinds with my music, that's exactly what I wanted and needed and am writing all this positive music for.

 

Incidentally, here's another link to a FREE SONG by me, red.

A Longer I Love You

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...and if you liked that one, here's a link to my other stupid shit.

That avril's pic :(