Mothers Son

Mothers Son

Group sing alongs, catchy whoas, and easy lyrics to remember. An uplifting song showcasing an inner dialogue from son to his late mother. A beautifully crafted indie rock tune with lots of dynamism; peaks and valleys. Written by Gabe Kubanda, produced and recorded by Brad Amick at AIMX Studios.

Includes 2 files

Song + vocals: 3:01 Instrumental: 3:01

Lyrics (Radio Edit) (Song by Gabe Kubanda)

(Whoa)

I’ve got a simple plan in mind Let’s get our hands all dirty like the summer of 1999 Don’t say that we’re too old That the world is too damn cold Cause I could use a little dose of something more fun than emails

Keep on rollin’ Keep on goin’ No other options, no No back up plan Just pack up and go

I’m far from this world of mine Yeah the one I grew up in We knew that there was nothing to fear And counter tops had sharp edges They say it was a simpler time I say it was a frame of mind

But I’m gonna lose my head if I can’t take a piece of it with me

Keep on rollin’ Keep on goin’ No other options, no No back up plan Just pack up and go

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