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Focus on de-midiing in this version:
Midi drums replaced by DoD drums,
real bass,
real el. guitar,
real Tambourine even.
Added:
organ in verses
some more el. guitar
Structure:
tried to build a bit in the intro - to lesson the immediacy and "in your face-ness" .. lol
working still on getting back to intro at end (this is first attempt at that - suggestions welcome, as I'm not happy with it myself).
Samples used from Freesound (Creative Commons licensed: http://creativecommons.org/licenses/sampling+/1.0/)
By cognito perceptu (http://freesound.iua.upf.edu/usersViewSingle.php?id=57789)
schoolyard.wav (http://freesound.iua.upf.edu/samplesViewSingle.php?id=17973)
Midi drums replaced by DoD drums,
real bass,
real el. guitar,
real Tambourine even.
Added:
organ in verses
some more el. guitar
Structure:
tried to build a bit in the intro - to lesson the immediacy and "in your face-ness" .. lol
working still on getting back to intro at end (this is first attempt at that - suggestions welcome, as I'm not happy with it myself).
Samples used from Freesound (Creative Commons licensed: http://creativecommons.org/licenses/sampling+/1.0/)
By cognito perceptu (http://freesound.iua.upf.edu/usersViewSingle.php?id=57789)
schoolyard.wav (http://freesound.iua.upf.edu/samplesViewSingle.php?id=17973)
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Lyrics
Intro/Outro
Sitting back apon Phil's sofa,
I think of things hardly remembered:
Fluffy clouds rolling by in a clear blue sky,
In the school by the side of the red blaize pitch in Park Rd,
What I saw was that a change would come,
And mold 'til old into what I've become,
But for that moment I would just enjoy,
The quiet comfort of God's greatest toys ...
v1
At school they hit you with rules,
And rulers if your fingers hung over the desk - ah
Please Miss! Cry? ...
Push hard but what do you get?
Much to remember but forget ..
Cry?
Push hard but what do you get?
Much to remember but ...
Chorus
Can I cry now?
Like I did then ..
No - I don't think so - no
Sitting back apon Phil's sofa,
I think of things hardly remembered:
Fluffy clouds rolling by in a clear blue sky,
In the school by the side of the red blaize pitch in Park Rd,
What I saw was that a change would come,
And mold 'til old into what I've become,
But for that moment I would just enjoy,
The quiet comfort of God's greatest toys ...
v1
At school they hit you with rules,
And rulers if your fingers hung over the desk - ah
Please Miss! Cry? ...
Push hard but what do you get?
Much to remember but forget ..
Cry?
Push hard but what do you get?
Much to remember but ...
Chorus
Can I cry now?
Like I did then ..
No - I don't think so - no
























Hi there my friend you really have done a great song.
I thing the start and the end sounds good to me.
Keep an x of it.
Thanks for sharing
Kenta :)