Welcome to my Wellness Songs!
Mental health is real, and let’s face it folks — we’re all going to have problems from time to time.
We’re in this together,
My Wellness Songs
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The Rambler
Bobby Angel spellbinds his audience with a vivid cowboy ballad of a wanderer caught in time between what was and what will never be. Set in the Old West, the backstory of this Bobby Angel original counterbalances hope and despair, love and loss.
Demolished
Interview about Tear Down
So the saying goes:
You can’t take it with you.
But that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t be able to leave a little behind.
Darkest hour
New Dawn
Words and Music by Bobby Angel
Cards were bad and in a hole, had a low pair and was about to fold, Didn’t expect to be down so far in the game with younger faces all around whispering the same, But against my better judgement stayed in, doubled down and called his bluff I was going for the win. Whatever happened before now, it’s a thing of the past. And I gotta admit it came as a complete surprise, unexpected.
It was a new dawn at last, a new dawn at last, a new dawn at last, we just had to stay up all night to see it.
The darkest hour was coming on strong, everything I did wrong piling on. Just when I thought it couldn’t get any worse, I got a train coming at me on a collision course. No path ahead or way to retreat, I was a gonner in the tunnel of my final defeat Lights flashed in my eyes before I finally realized, not a train at all, just the best thing I ever saw.
It was a new dawn at last, a new dawn at last, a new dawn at last, we just had to stay up all night to see it.
Did my best but now I wonder why I even bothered to try. So I’ll be on my way, Just wasn’t in the cards at the end of the day, hit the trail out of town, hung my head with dread and stared at the ground. It was the darkest hour yet, the farthest from the sunset and then what came next was completely unexpected.
It was a new dawn at last, a new dawn at last, a new dawn at last, we just had to stay up all night to see it.
Barbarians knocking at the door Horsemen I’m counting four, Iagos whispering in my ear and the grim reaper is drawing near Vultures are perched on the roof, dear lord I don’t need any more proof. Fell to my knees to pray when I saw that golden ray and staggered to my feet in complete disbelief.
It was a new dawn at last, a new dawn at last, a new dawn at last, we just had to stay up all night to see it.
How nature haunts us
A song fit for twilight
Bobby Angel treats fans to a rare rehearsal track of “There Goes Bob 3,” his smash hit from his debut album “New Pangaea.
