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Adam Falcon
Adam Falcon

, I started focusing on up to close my bedroom window. encouraged me to write in that
ssing of a musician Before doing so, I sat in bed pondering tradition. Paying homage to her, I’ve
mely death struck a that dream. Dreaming about my set my lyrics to music based on a 12
g me of my mortality. mother sparked re-occurring thoughts bar Blues, dividing it into 4 verses, the
me period, another of my two friends, and the loss of my 1st verse repeating at the end. Each
g the possibility of mom. Waking up and reflecting, verse tells its story line by line,taking
incarcerated. I could brought me to tears - hence the title inventory of my life and life on the
on what pain he must “Woke Up Cryin’. “ Remembering I whole.
onfronting separation, hadn’t closed the window, I noticed it
lose his child forever was raining. The urge to express my http://www.adamfalcon.com
hese isolated feelings needed to be born. Knowing
d repeatedly in my that rain was the perfect metaphor to https://open.spotify.com/album/35t
use, my song was about to be qSNeti1r57TAmSyc20q
conceived. Instantly, the first line of
I’d lost my mother lyrics came hand delivered - “ I woke https://soundcloud.com/adamfal-
ver time I’ve had ran- up cryin’ the tears fell like rain”. confanbase/03-woke-up-cryin
bout her. One night
h a dream, I’d gotten My mother loved Blues music and

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