Genre: Experimental
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Keywords:
dead (20), winter (52), land (8), smoke (6)
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Description:
I posted this song several times as i tore it apart and rebuilt it. After walking away from it for a week or so, i tackled it again today, and I think it's done. Please enjoy responsibly. Lyrics:
You should have seen the mask I made out of lies. the added touch of winter was written and lost; severed and now decayed.you wouldn't believe the path constructed of sunrise. It came to wash the past of widow lust, and then sets into grey. I began to wash the winter off my skin. I began to whither and gently fade within. I'm broken between the hands that offered up so gently a virtue comprised of sand that came from the spoils I offered unto the land. I wash my hand of you. Hardware:
Gibson Les PaulSoftware:
garage band, audio hijack |
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You must be registered and logged-in to comment. A Distant and Unquiet Place &mdash 03/01/07 - 01:44:41 PM
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