Free Love (cover) by by Rian Makar

edm, dubstep, techno, drum & bass, club, dance, close-mic teen female voice, bpm 110

[Intro — piano arpeggio, Hanna’s violin weaves a warm countermelody | Piano two bars, violin answers — let the room breathe.]

[Verse 1]
I gave my jacket to a kid who missed the bus,
Left my umbrella on a bench when the sky was cuss.
Played the last song twice for the lady at the door,
She cried a little smile and then she asked for more.
Nobody wrote me back with a ledger or a price,
No stamped receipt for the handfuls of my nights.

[Pre-Chorus]
No app, no ticket, no one keeping score,
Just hands that open — that’s the point, that’s more.

[Chorus]
This is free love — not who you think it is,
Not the big parade, not the magazine biz.
It’s a coat in winter, it’s the last loud song,
It’s a slow hello to where the lonely belong.
Free love — small and loud and true,
I give it out because I learned it from you.

[Instrumental — piano fill, violin answers with a hopeful line]

[Verse 2]
I let my chair go first when the room was tight,
Held a flashlight for a kid afraid of night.
Gave the chorus to a voice that sounded small,
Watched them stand up straight and answer back the call.
Sometimes it felt like I walked away with less,
But my pockets kept the echoes and a softer kind of rest.

[Pre-Chorus]
No asking for a note, no bargain or a scar,
Just a tiny offering to light a little star.

[Chorus]
This is free love — not what the posters say,
Not a headline or a scene to take away.
It’s a piano late, it’s a violin that cries,
It’s the small lit window where a tired person lies.
Free love — messy, gentle, wide,
I give it up and keep the quiet inside.

[Bridge — violin lead over sparse piano; Darian softly sings then rises]
I used to think the world would take and take—
But giving something away is sometimes how you make.
If kindness is a currency that never counts the cost,
I’ll be broke and laughing for the little things not lost.
Hanna plays the line like rain, and I keep time,
I learn that empty hands can hold a better kind.

[Instrumental — piano fill, violin answers with a hopeful line]

[Chorus — piano swells, violin soars]
This is free love — not the thing that sells,
Not a tidy answer for the story that it tells.
It’s the coffee shared, the extra seat, the song again,
It’s the way we keep a little light for other men.
Free love — ugly, honest, true,
I give it out because I learned it from you.

[Outro — piano softens, violin lingers on a single bright interval | Piano two closing measures. Violin one long held note like a promise.]
Free love — small and warm — we’ll keep it for the morning.

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[Intro — piano arpeggio, Hanna’s violin weaves a warm countermelody | Piano two bars, violin answers — let the room breathe.] [Verse 1] I gave my jacket to a kid who missed the bus, Left my umbrella on a bench when the sky was cuss. Played the last song twice for the lady at the door, She cried a little smile and then she asked for more. Nobody wrote me back with a ledger or a price, No stamped receipt for the handfuls of my nights. [Pre-Chorus] No app, no ticket, no one keeping score, Just hands that open — that’s the point, that’s more. [Chorus] This is free love — not who you think it is, Not the big parade, not the magazine biz. It’s a coat in winter, it’s the last loud song, It’s a slow hello to where the lonely belong. Free love — small and loud and true, I give it out because I learned it from you. [Instrumental — piano fill, violin answers with a hopeful line] [Verse 2] I let my chair go first when the room was tight, Held a flashlight for a kid afraid of night. Gave the chorus to a voice that sounded small, Watched them stand up straight and answer back the call. Sometimes it felt like I walked away with less, But my pockets kept the echoes and a softer kind of rest. [Pre-Chorus] No asking for a note, no bargain or a scar, Just a tiny offering to light a little star. [Chorus] This is free love — not what the posters say, Not a headline or a scene to take away. It’s a piano late, it’s a violin that cries, It’s the small lit window where a tired person lies. Free love — messy, gentle, wide, I give it up and keep the quiet inside. [Bridge — violin lead over sparse piano; Darian softly sings then rises] I used to think the world would take and take— But giving something away is sometimes how you make. If kindness is a currency that never counts the cost, I’ll be broke and laughing for the little things not lost. Hanna plays the line like rain, and I keep time, I learn that empty hands can hold a better kind. [Instrumental — piano fill, violin answers with a hopeful line] [Chorus — piano swells, violin soars] This is free love — not the thing that sells, Not a tidy answer for the story that it tells. It’s the coffee shared, the extra seat, the song again, It’s the way we keep a little light for other men. Free love — ugly, honest, true, I give it out because I learned it from you. [Outro — piano softens, violin lingers on a single bright interval | Piano two closing measures. Violin one long held note like a promise.] Free love — small and warm — we’ll keep it for the morning.

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