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THE FINAL MIXED AND MASTERED VERSION OF THIS TRACK IS AVAILABLE ON MY DEBUT ALBUM, "SOMETHING".
http://www.simig.com/records/artists/peter/peter.htm
THIS VERSION IS CLOSE TO FINAL BUT NOT THE FINAL.
Okay, I know I've posted several versions of this already (Troy ;-) ) in the past, but now that I have my new preamp and much better vocal recording quality I had to do a new version. I rerecorded the vocals and while I was at it I did some other things too.
1. new and improved vocals
2. new intro
3. added fitch cello
4. various tweaks and adjustments to mix
Piano performed by Syncopatient
http://www.simig.com/records/artists/peter/peter.htm
THIS VERSION IS CLOSE TO FINAL BUT NOT THE FINAL.
Okay, I know I've posted several versions of this already (Troy ;-) ) in the past, but now that I have my new preamp and much better vocal recording quality I had to do a new version. I rerecorded the vocals and while I was at it I did some other things too.
1. new and improved vocals
2. new intro
3. added fitch cello
4. various tweaks and adjustments to mix
Piano performed by Syncopatient
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Lyrics
I've been collecting toy soldiers and sea shells
the old things from the closet
I read through the moments
memories of memories I had
There's someone singing softly
my father, the t.v.
the stars on my ceiling
It's all so faded yellow
that sky was painted over long ago
I'm falling
falling
falling
A young boy
took a moment
and cast it behind him
He watched it from then on
a wish that eluded
the boy
I've been dreaming
of packing and leaving
the old things lost in boxes
I can almost feel that moment
memories of memories
There's someone singing softly
my father, the t.v.
the stars on my ceiling
It's all so faded yellow
the stars were painted over long ago
the old things from the closet
I read through the moments
memories of memories I had
There's someone singing softly
my father, the t.v.
the stars on my ceiling
It's all so faded yellow
that sky was painted over long ago
I'm falling
falling
falling
A young boy
took a moment
and cast it behind him
He watched it from then on
a wish that eluded
the boy
I've been dreaming
of packing and leaving
the old things lost in boxes
I can almost feel that moment
memories of memories
There's someone singing softly
my father, the t.v.
the stars on my ceiling
It's all so faded yellow
the stars were painted over long ago



































































compyellow
Some great production - especially on the vocals.
Exceptional. Reminds me again I need a condenser mic. I
like the vocal melody. Nice harmonies on the chorus. The
cello is a nice touch.