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08-04-2006, 02:58 AM | #111 (permalink) |
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That's going to be a pretty dramatic chord progression if Crowe uses that, especially the chorus, the Bm is perfect, I can feel it in the words.
I loved the lyrics for that song, that part "She shot out her hand" was amazing.
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08-04-2006, 08:37 PM | #113 (permalink) | |
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08-04-2006, 10:00 PM | #114 (permalink) | |
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Double Ditto!
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08-11-2006, 03:35 AM | #115 (permalink) |
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Mistaken for Absence or the Reunion of Hearts
Lil bitty love song. Enjoy.
Mistaken for Absence, or the Reunion of Hearts I am rusty, so here, let's begin. My lungs are trippingly touchy, And softer than a silken sin. My lips are moving, but like a, Silent film my words are lost in, A flickering light behind you. The piano will play you a tune. And therein you must decide my, ebb and flow like the tide it's, the only way to tell you how I feel. I am trusting dear, let's reach in, To each other's chest where, Simplicity is merely a few beats, Off from the measure you hear when, I speak to you when I'm sleeping. My lips are moving, but like a, Noisy room, my words are lost in, That screaming man behind you. Instead my heartbeat will play you a tune. And therein you must decide why, The quicker the beat is how, well, the only way to tell you how I feel. I am causing fear, don't give in, To the light in my eyes that, May cause alarm, so I ask that you, Stare through them and see my, Thoughts that sometimes escape my, Lips that are moving, but like a, Memory, my words are lost in, That foggy world where we forget. Instead my gaze will play you a tune. And wherein you must decide why, The water welling up my eyes is, the only way to tell you how I feel. And after this brief reminder, We fall in love again. |
08-11-2006, 12:03 PM | #116 (permalink) |
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That was awesome.
The rhythm in that poem was so flowing, it rolled off the tongue and brought the actions together in such a stylish way.
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