“Solutions” – Lyrics By: Gavin Rosdale (Song By: Bush)

the devil you know
is back here again
the devil is stoned
he’s making friends

we move
we break
the sun with shade

you come
we go
we’re fast
we’re slow

blood on your dress
hole in your sky
blanket is gone
permanent night

we’re glued
we break
we all
dilate

we please
we pain
again

she checks her head
she’s in the smoke
figuring which way to turn
now she’s got a rope

oh
we need solutions
a brave megaphone
we need solutions
a brave megaphone

she’s broken your shoes
you look like winter
you’re all in a bruise
handful of splinters

we brood
we flake
we torch
we take

rebound
rebirth
cocoon

I could be wrong
I could be right
do you think we’ll make it
out of here alive

oh
we need solutions
a brave megaphone
we need solutions
we got a common home

she makes me see god
i’m out on a line
anyway the pleasure comes

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Ronnie and Heather Whitley Gibson Now Featured On (Last.FM Radio)

After working hard at writing and producing our music, we are now featured on the internet radio site Last.FM which is one of the top five internet radio sites on the internet. Last.FM is considered to be one of the giants in the internet radio sites next to Pandora, Jango and only a few others. If you have an account on the site you can log in and search for us. You can also create an account for free and listen to us, or any one of your favorite artists. You can also create a “Ronnie and Heather Whitley Gibson” radio station on Jango. Thanks to everyone for your support! To see our profile click on the link below.

Ronnie and Heather On Last.FM

“It Happened Again” – Song By: Ronnie and Heather Whitley Gibson

Stop sign ahead, it happened again
breeze in the trees, tears in your eyes
it’s Cezanne’s Mt. Rainier,
balanced on his back, the time traveled to find
painted in solitude, the easel wedged between
the sand and the stone, it’s still time taken
colors awaken, it’s happened to you

the time to find, what he could find true
the path still taken, it’s happened to you
it’s the love, from a beautiful song
the imagined image
blinking eyes emerge

a bird parading, a light purple flare
happiness so near, the pain that swings
it’s warm pouches of clouds
silent strained, looking so slow, in water, in life
hanging below, the sweetness of falling
the shunted sunspot, lids slant shut
like a child walks home on a Sunday crawling
to find the unfindable tear

the time to find, what he could find true
the path still taken, it’s happened to you
it’s the love, from a beautiful song
laughing and loving
never forgetting the falling

the time to find, what he could find true
the path still taken, it’s happened to you
it’s the love, from a beautiful song
laughing and loving
never forgetting the falling

the song everyone plays
it happened again

the sweetness of grace

Take A Listen To “It Happened Again”

“Consider The Void” – Song By: lodato

the components of luminosities
has me fixed in my comfortable chair
my comfortable chair
with a natural expression
of ultimate peacefulness
the matrix of these tendencies
activate my senses of identity
how pristine this state
how pure the wanting
all weight has lifted
all weight
all weight has been lifted
ah it’s all gone
all
consider the void
consider the void
all weight
all weight has gone
consider the void
consider the void
components of luminosities
has got me fixed in
my comfortable chair.

To Hear This Song Click On: lodato’s music page

“In The Eyes Of Angela” – Song By: Ronnie and Heather Whitley Gibson

Ronnie’s baby sister and my sister in-law Angela

I don’t want to come home to you,
I don’t want to come home to you

I don’t want to come home to you,
coming homeward just like you
just because the words I use,
sometimes they might not be true
a song sung for you everyday,
by someone who lives far away
who plays guitar and sings the song,
and everybody sings along
you’ll listen and have some fun,
you’ll listen and need someone
you’ll grab your life and want to live,
find the needy, want to give
I lost a sister but I gained you,
I love your brother, I love you too
I don’t want to come home to you,
I don’t want to come home to you

when it comes to Angela,
he writes songs so easily
when it comes to Angela,
I write what she means to me
In the eyes of Angela

I don’t want to come home to you,
coming homeward just like you
just because the words I use,
sometimes they might not be true
I’ll sing a song that makes you feel fine,
a song that takes you back in time
like the Beatles Honey Pie,
bring tears to your big brown eyes
words I choose are not the same,
what has happened, who’s to blame
your brother is still here for you,
I’m your sister I’m here too
we have times drowning in fountains,
but I know we can climb mountains
I don’t want to come home to you,
I don’t want to come home to you

when it comes to Angela,
he writes songs so easily
when it comes to Angela,
I write what she means to me
Angela

you are going to make it threw this,
there are times you need a kiss
I know you two have grown apart,
you are kind and very smart
sometimes you gave,
sometimes you took
you’ll grow when you write your book

In the eyes of Angela
In the eyes of Angela

Take A Listen To “In The Eyes Of Angela