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Ambaalam by Damon

Today is my little sister’s birthday. Happy Birthday!

This year for her birthday I wrote an original song with lyrics inspired by her Instagram and Facebook photos. The song is called “Ambaalam” based on her moniker on Instagram.

I had been working on the song for weeks however I did 80% of the work today, on her actual birthday. That deadline was the motivation.

If the melody and rhythm sound familiar, I borrowed them from a band I like called Mayday Parade.

Today is my little sister’s birthday. Happy Birthday!

This year for her birthday I wrote an original song with lyrics inspired by her Instagram and Facebook photos. The song is called “Ambaalam” based on her moniker on Instagram.

I had been working on the song for weeks however I did 80% of the work today, on her actual birthday. That deadline was the motivation.

If the melody and rhythm sound familiar, I borrowed them from a band I like called Mayday Parade.

Lyrics –

She’s got a little arm that’s full of tattoos

And a big heart that’s full of gold

And she shows them

Every time that she gets the chance

On a courageous day she went to LA

Just sitting on these silly

beach chairs

To catch the waves they go on for miles

And she’s dreaming all the time

Her spirit’s racing yeah

She’s dreaming all the time

Of that warm sunshine

Ambalaam, we’ve got 3 words to say to you

I’ve been waiting on that strong force of a women you’ve grown into to

Ambalaam, they’ve got you all wrong

Sweet sis of mine, survived the night and emerged oh so strong

Ambalaam a white lotus

Never refusing to shine

INSTRUMENTAL

The kids are stuck between the lines

They just won鈥檛 come out right

But when they look at you, it brightens up their life

Ambalaam she won鈥檛 forget

The simple smile she knows she knows it best

Cause it always seems to find a way to you

And she’s inspiring all the time

Climbing on those clouds yeah

She’s inspiring all the time

With her brilliant mind

Ambalaam, we’ve got 3 words to say to you

I’ve been waiting on that strong force of a women you’ve grown into to

Ambalaam, they’ve got you all wrong

Sweet sis of mine, survived the night and emerged oh so strong

Ambalaam a white lotus

Never refusing to shine

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