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You might want to lower the volume but now, you can't.(Dec 26, 2012) I think I sang too loud. Ooops!
I wrote the lyrics for some music but they didn't fit the vibe. I then tried a rock beat. I can't make music for it. Maybe, it is destined to die as not quite right. But, you guys are very forgiving so I am putting it here.
I wrote the lyrics for some music but they didn't fit the vibe. I then tried a rock beat. I can't make music for it. Maybe, it is destined to die as not quite right. But, you guys are very forgiving so I am putting it here.
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Lyrics
He stole my life
He caught my tears
He sold my prayers
Throughout the years
He stole my life
It's very true
But, I'm still here
What'm I to do?
>
Time clicks away
Minute by minute
Life ebbs each day
When you're in it
>
With each new day
That goes nowhere
I stand alone
With none to care
With each new day
No change in sight
I hate the day
Embrace the night
>
Time clicks away
Minute by minute
Life ebbs each day
When you're in it
>
How to begin
After the pain?
How to rebuild;
Rewire the brain?
How to begin
Open up my heart
I don't know how
Where do I start?
>
Time clicks away
Minute by minute
Life ebbs each day
When you're in it
>
And, fools rush in
Without knowing why
Sometimes, they learn
Mostly, they die
by Charlene Kankiewicz December, 27, 2011
He caught my tears
He sold my prayers
Throughout the years
He stole my life
It's very true
But, I'm still here
What'm I to do?
>
Time clicks away
Minute by minute
Life ebbs each day
When you're in it
>
With each new day
That goes nowhere
I stand alone
With none to care
With each new day
No change in sight
I hate the day
Embrace the night
>
Time clicks away
Minute by minute
Life ebbs each day
When you're in it
>
How to begin
After the pain?
How to rebuild;
Rewire the brain?
How to begin
Open up my heart
I don't know how
Where do I start?
>
Time clicks away
Minute by minute
Life ebbs each day
When you're in it
>
And, fools rush in
Without knowing why
Sometimes, they learn
Mostly, they die
by Charlene Kankiewicz December, 27, 2011
michaeljayklein
This has a lot of potential Char; your vocal here is expressive and actually, you remind me of an updated version of the great old torch singers from eras past; they knew how to put across a song extremely well and you've done so here. Hope this progresses to the next step! Michael