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We originally posted this song in July, but weren't happy with the mix. After lots of helpful suggestions from you guys and many hours from Matt revamping the instruments and massaging f/x and EQ, we present this, hopefully, better version of Paper Cranes. This is probably my personal favorite of all of our songs together and definitely the most personal, so I hope you guys enjoy it.
Thanks so much for all the helpful feedback and we're still always looking for constructive criticism, so please fire away.
Thanks so much for all the helpful feedback and we're still always looking for constructive criticism, so please fire away.
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Lyrics
Water rushing over stone,
surface splits,
runs in rivulets,
breaks the banks,
charges after me.
Today I drown.
Floating free (floating free).
Earth wind and fire,
they all conspire,
to tear me down
and leave me burning.
Paper cranes for nuclear war,
take the pills,
forget what crying's for.
Wind's so cold,
but blows a broken pinwheel.
Earth wind and fire,
they all conspire,
to tear me down
and leave me burning.
Drinking salt for days,
the woman told me to.
Drinking salt for days, now,
the woman told me to.
You'll get better soon,
no matter what it does to you
You'll get better soon,
no matter what it does to you.
Wash away the dirt,
the stains around my eyes.
I am made of air and water.
Stone keeps me alive.
Alive.
Alive.
Earth wind and fire,
they all conspire,
to tear me down
and leave me burning.
Alive.
Alive.
surface splits,
runs in rivulets,
breaks the banks,
charges after me.
Today I drown.
Floating free (floating free).
Earth wind and fire,
they all conspire,
to tear me down
and leave me burning.
Paper cranes for nuclear war,
take the pills,
forget what crying's for.
Wind's so cold,
but blows a broken pinwheel.
Earth wind and fire,
they all conspire,
to tear me down
and leave me burning.
Drinking salt for days,
the woman told me to.
Drinking salt for days, now,
the woman told me to.
You'll get better soon,
no matter what it does to you
You'll get better soon,
no matter what it does to you.
Wash away the dirt,
the stains around my eyes.
I am made of air and water.
Stone keeps me alive.
Alive.
Alive.
Earth wind and fire,
they all conspire,
to tear me down
and leave me burning.
Alive.
Alive.
Pie
This is some great stuff. I'd have added a thumping funky bass line. If there is a bass lin line in there (I think there might be one) it's too quiet.
It also needs an uplifiting vocal middle eight to add some variety. But don't let my comments detract form the cool stuff already here.
Be cool,
Pie