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A song I've made some time ago. Recorded in garageband, playing everything myself, but drums that is premade GB-loops.
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Lyrics
As the darkness slowly falls upon the old man in his chair,
He is looking at a photo showing him and his late wife.
The doorbell rings, he walks to the door.
And he recognises loneliness has come to his house.
-- some go some stay
The lonely man reads the news every day.
Just to find one more friend passed away.
He's not waiting for better times to come.
He is waiting for the boat to take him home.
-- some go some stay
All the things he liked to do,
Will no longer bring him joy.
His bones are tired from the journey,
And will not take him anymore.
In his little world he stays,
Watching pictures from the past.
The old man’s not afraid.
He just wants back what he had.
He is not waiting for better times to come.
He is waiting for the boat to take him home.
-- some go some stay
As the darkness slowly falls upon the old man in his chair,
He is looking at a photo showing him and his late wife.
The doorbell rings, he walks to the door.
Just to recognise loneliness has come to his house.
He is not waiting for better times to come.
He is waiting for the boat to take him home.
He is not waiting for better times to come.
He is waiting for the boat to take him home.
He is waiting for the boat to take him home.
-- some go some stay
He is looking at a photo showing him and his late wife.
The doorbell rings, he walks to the door.
And he recognises loneliness has come to his house.
-- some go some stay
The lonely man reads the news every day.
Just to find one more friend passed away.
He's not waiting for better times to come.
He is waiting for the boat to take him home.
-- some go some stay
All the things he liked to do,
Will no longer bring him joy.
His bones are tired from the journey,
And will not take him anymore.
In his little world he stays,
Watching pictures from the past.
The old man’s not afraid.
He just wants back what he had.
He is not waiting for better times to come.
He is waiting for the boat to take him home.
-- some go some stay
As the darkness slowly falls upon the old man in his chair,
He is looking at a photo showing him and his late wife.
The doorbell rings, he walks to the door.
Just to recognise loneliness has come to his house.
He is not waiting for better times to come.
He is waiting for the boat to take him home.
He is not waiting for better times to come.
He is waiting for the boat to take him home.
He is waiting for the boat to take him home.
-- some go some stay
Paul_T
I enjoyed this piece a lot! Your vocal delivery reminds
me a bit of Jimi Hendrix (songs like Castles Made of
Sand in particular). Everything is tastefully done and
in its place. I would have liked to hear the guitar
stretch ou with a solo somewhere, but hey, save that
for the live show!