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You know the way Sunday evening tv makes you feel? It's good programming, but it signifies the impending Monday.
This is sort of like that.
You all know by now that I can't really sing. Sometimes I like to pretend, but it's no use. So that having been said, I'm not going to apologize for the useless vocal tracks I've attempted to use here.
-Rain
Actually, after listening a few more times I know I could do better. Just getting the harmonies in sync a little better and stuff.
more than anything it's that stupid note..."to be the TRUUUUTH...." ughhh. I can never get myself to let go and hit it with the right part of the throat. It's supposed to be nice and smooth, from the top of the throat. That area always adds a few decibles though, so I fake it and go a little further down where it's rattly and tense.
Sounds like poopy! So I'll redo it and post it again next week or something.
Peace,
-Rain
This is sort of like that.
You all know by now that I can't really sing. Sometimes I like to pretend, but it's no use. So that having been said, I'm not going to apologize for the useless vocal tracks I've attempted to use here.
-Rain
Actually, after listening a few more times I know I could do better. Just getting the harmonies in sync a little better and stuff.
more than anything it's that stupid note..."to be the TRUUUUTH...." ughhh. I can never get myself to let go and hit it with the right part of the throat. It's supposed to be nice and smooth, from the top of the throat. That area always adds a few decibles though, so I fake it and go a little further down where it's rattly and tense.
Sounds like poopy! So I'll redo it and post it again next week or something.
Peace,
-Rain
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Lyrics
So strange is this moment at which you chose to enter the room. It used to be we were all famous. Everyone the same face; everywhere the same place. It used to be that I could just slip away without the danger of slow decay.
Oh, how you would love to have been there.
It would be so easy to claim victim of circumstance. To point a finger and stake my claim as to who gets blamed. Easier still is the urge to hide in shame.
It has occured to me that I hardly know you. Hell, I've only just become aqcuainted with myself, though you've known who I am for a long time.
Maybe I'll paint a picture. Maybe I'll hold my breath.
It would be so easy to drift away from you; to lay back and be glad that I'm not with you. But I've lied to myself so much as it is. So I'll just wait for you to be the truth.
We shared so many ideals, which made it all seem worth while. And I'm sure you'll be worth the wait in gold. Thank god I've never been too concerned with going out of style.
You bring me comfort by the cup.
Oh, how you would love to have been there.
It would be so easy to claim victim of circumstance. To point a finger and stake my claim as to who gets blamed. Easier still is the urge to hide in shame.
It has occured to me that I hardly know you. Hell, I've only just become aqcuainted with myself, though you've known who I am for a long time.
Maybe I'll paint a picture. Maybe I'll hold my breath.
It would be so easy to drift away from you; to lay back and be glad that I'm not with you. But I've lied to myself so much as it is. So I'll just wait for you to be the truth.
We shared so many ideals, which made it all seem worth while. And I'm sure you'll be worth the wait in gold. Thank god I've never been too concerned with going out of style.
You bring me comfort by the cup.
Cori Ander
A most original and emotionfilled song.
Leaves me with a definite feeling that it means something, don't know what, just that it means something. Something I may discover later in life. So I've downloaded so it won't escape me.