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This song was written when I was quite young with lot of things to complain about. When I finished the lyrics I realized it's really hollow and aimless, therefore I named it "Somewhere Down The Line" as I didn't know where it's leading to. Hope you won't get too confused. This recording somehow was done in 2008.
Credits :
Music / lyrics / vocals / keyboards / programming - Mike Lynn
Credits :
Music / lyrics / vocals / keyboards / programming - Mike Lynn
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Lyrics
Moving somewhere along down the line
Try to make up for the lost time
In headaches and worries, vaguely life leaks away
Moving somewhere along down the line
Living on borrowed time
Sublimary world I once knew, remains a nightmare in my mind
Rambling on unfamiliar roads
Passionless lights swarthy snow
Join the chorus of discontent, feelings enfold'd
Now from my window sill I watch the night
Church clock's yellow face and the dim peer light
Dead silence buzzles in my ears
This world chokes me under roots of night
Hammer us between the mirrored lights
Implanted the fear in my mind
Da da da
There were prizes we could never compete
Rigid promise(s) fractured in our conceit
Perhaps just some of life's ironies
-- Instrumental break --
Moving somewhere along down the line
Try to make up for the lost time
In headaches and worries
Vaguely life leaks away
Try to make up for the lost time
In headaches and worries, vaguely life leaks away
Moving somewhere along down the line
Living on borrowed time
Sublimary world I once knew, remains a nightmare in my mind
Rambling on unfamiliar roads
Passionless lights swarthy snow
Join the chorus of discontent, feelings enfold'd
Now from my window sill I watch the night
Church clock's yellow face and the dim peer light
Dead silence buzzles in my ears
This world chokes me under roots of night
Hammer us between the mirrored lights
Implanted the fear in my mind
Da da da
There were prizes we could never compete
Rigid promise(s) fractured in our conceit
Perhaps just some of life's ironies
-- Instrumental break --
Moving somewhere along down the line
Try to make up for the lost time
In headaches and worries
Vaguely life leaks away















woofer3
well written and performed, - nice structure.