With the recent release of Hollow Days from the Gemstones mixtape, I started exploring the sounds of my home country (The Dominican Republic). While visiting my parents in Santo Domingo and spending time in the countryside of San Cristobal where my grandmother grew up, I made a rework of a song called Broken Horses. It is the next phase for me. American songwriting mixed with the guitars and güiras of bachata music that are signature to the Dominican Republic. With love, I present Broken Horses.
Anything went when we walked through the night
Kicking up dust cause wanna be frightnin'
Everyone watched when we walked in the room
kickin' up rust cause they want to be close to you
Everyone stops in the light
Looking at me like they wanna be fightin'
Throwin' up hands like there's nothing to do
Openin' arms cause they wanna be right with you
Who you gonna love like that
Who they gonna love like that
No one
Not even themselves
Not even themselves
Hey love
I can’t be your ride home
I won’t be the only one
Who comes running back
Maybe you’ll find another type
Maybe she’s alright tonight
Maybe he’s too drunk to drive you
I won’t be your broken horses
You wanna be the talk of the town but your still not living
You wanna race to my car but your still not in it
You wanna drive the boulevards with your hair all down
You wanna be the loudest voice with a guarded sound
Who you gonna love like that
Who you gonna love like that
No one
Not even yourself
Not even yourself
Hey love
I can’t be your ride home
I won’t be the only one
Who comes running back
Maybe you’ll find another type
Maybe she’s alright tonight
Maybe he’s too drunk to drive you
I won’t be your broken horses
Hey love
I can’t be your ride home
I won’t be the only one
Who comes running back
Maybe you’ll find another type
Maybe she’s alright tonight
Maybe he’s too drunk to drive you
I won’t be your broken horses
Nevermind what I find is true, yeah yeah
In the end, I slept on you, yeah yeah
Who am I gonna love like that
Who am I gonna love like that
No one
Not even myself
Not even myself
Not even myself
Hey love
I can’t be your ride home
I won’t be the only one
Who comes running back
Maybe you’ll find another type
Maybe she’s alright tonight
Maybe he’s too drunk to drive you
I won’t be your broken horses
Hey love
I can’t be your ride home
I won’t be the only one
Who comes running back
Maybe you’ll find another type
Maybe she’s alright tonight
Maybe he’s too drunk to drive you
I won’t be your broken horses
I think it's difficult to write songs about something other than romantic love, and still be able to communicate the intensity with which those feelings can hit a person. Some of the entries on this album are fantastic examples of this niche. dani_bloop
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