WATERFALL (Mariachi Bolero Mix)

Mariachi bolero, Balkan brass, UK jungle

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[Feel: Intimate, wounded verses against exuberant brass and breakbeats. Keep the lead sincere and controlled—the band can go wild around it.]

[Intro — 4 bars | nylon-string guitar alone; close vocal, almost whispered]
I build myself up
to sail through the weather.
I spend the days trying
to make myself feel better.

[Verse 1 — half-time feel | guitar, soft tuba pulse]
Round the serpentine,
empty conversations.
I’m not impressed
by anyone.

[Turnaround — muted trumpet answers the vocal]

[Verse 1B — handclaps enter; restrained brass]
Friends say
I’m anxiously attached, yeah—
attached, yeah.
And ketamine won’t numb
my passion for ya.
I hope you know
that what you hold
is a diamond
with a heart of gold.

[Pre-Chorus — Balkan brass gathers; drums pull back]
I hope you know
what you’re holding.
I hope you know
before you let go.

[Chorus — full jungle breaks and brass procession; bittersweet, open]
Wash over me like a waterfall.
Do what you want,
just don’t let me go
until the moon finally
gives into the sun.
Look in your eyes
and they tell me one thing:
that we should be more than friends.
The universe conspired for us
to meet this way—

[Post-Chorus — brass answers; vocal becomes rhythmic]
Meet this way, meet this way,
to meet this way.
Meet this way, meet this way.

[Instrumental — 8 bars | trumpet and guitar trade phrases over breaks]

[Verse 2 — drop to guitar, tuba, and half-time kick]
I pay my bills,
got a house in the hills.
Call up the Red Cross—
yeah, I’ma volunteer.
I do it all for you,
and you just break me, dear.
Throw away our history.
We could start from here.

[“Oo-oo” build — choir-like backing voices; brass and breaks rise in stages]
Oo-oo, the time is running out.
Oo-oo, reach out and feel me now.
Oo-oo, we’ll shoot into the sky.
Oo-oo, we’ll shoot into the sky.

[Break — sudden stop; one exposed voice and guitar]
Do what you want…
just don’t let me go.

[Final Chorus — full brass, fast breaks, lead still emotionally restrained]
Wash over me like a waterfall.
Do what you want,
just don’t let me go
until the moon finally
gives into the sun.
Look in your eyes
and they tell me one thing:
that we should be more than friends.
The universe conspired for us
to meet this way—

[Post-Chorus — repeat, with brass call-and-response]
Meet this way, meet this way,
to meet this way.
Meet this way, meet this way.

[Outro — breaks fall away; brass holds a bittersweet final chord]
To meet this way…
Meet this way…
(guitar alone)
Just don’t let me go.

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[Feel: Intimate, wounded verses against exuberant brass and breakbeats. Keep the lead sincere and controlled—the band can go wild around it.] [Intro — 4 bars | nylon-string guitar alone; close vocal, almost whispered] I build myself up to sail through the weather. I spend the days trying to make myself feel better. [Verse 1 — half-time feel | guitar, soft tuba pulse] Round the serpentine, empty conversations. I’m not impressed by anyone. [Turnaround — muted trumpet answers the vocal] [Verse 1B — handclaps enter; restrained brass] Friends say I’m anxiously attached, yeah— attached, yeah. And ketamine won’t numb my passion for ya. I hope you know that what you hold is a diamond with a heart of gold. [Pre-Chorus — Balkan brass gathers; drums pull back] I hope you know what you’re holding. I hope you know before you let go. [Chorus — full jungle breaks and brass procession; bittersweet, open] Wash over me like a waterfall. Do what you want, just don’t let me go until the moon finally gives into the sun. Look in your eyes and they tell me one thing: that we should be more than friends. The universe conspired for us to meet this way— [Post-Chorus — brass answers; vocal becomes rhythmic] Meet this way, meet this way, to meet this way. Meet this way, meet this way. [Instrumental — 8 bars | trumpet and guitar trade phrases over breaks] [Verse 2 — drop to guitar, tuba, and half-time kick] I pay my bills, got a house in the hills. Call up the Red Cross— yeah, I’ma volunteer. I do it all for you, and you just break me, dear. Throw away our history. We could start from here. [“Oo-oo” build — choir-like backing voices; brass and breaks rise in stages] Oo-oo, the time is running out. Oo-oo, reach out and feel me now. Oo-oo, we’ll shoot into the sky. Oo-oo, we’ll shoot into the sky. [Break — sudden stop; one exposed voice and guitar] Do what you want… just don’t let me go. [Final Chorus — full brass, fast breaks, lead still emotionally restrained] Wash over me like a waterfall. Do what you want, just don’t let me go until the moon finally gives into the sun. Look in your eyes and they tell me one thing: that we should be more than friends. The universe conspired for us to meet this way— [Post-Chorus — repeat, with brass call-and-response] Meet this way, meet this way, to meet this way. Meet this way, meet this way. [Outro — breaks fall away; brass holds a bittersweet final chord] To meet this way… Meet this way… (guitar alone) Just don’t let me go.

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