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I got the chorus vocal line for this first, then wrote the chords and the rest of the song around it.
This is my first Garageband, and solo, composition.
Written following time at a Buddhist retreat in Scotland.
The question was posed :
Who are you when all your 'props', all the stage-dressing around, are taken away?
Which got me to thinking, would I even like that person, that undiluted version of myself??
This is my first Garageband, and solo, composition.
Written following time at a Buddhist retreat in Scotland.
The question was posed :
Who are you when all your 'props', all the stage-dressing around, are taken away?
Which got me to thinking, would I even like that person, that undiluted version of myself??
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Lyrics
Could've been a stone
Could've been a star
When they take the props
What have you got?
You scratch your name
A useless phrase
Could've been a stone
Could've been a star
Gotta bring it all back to nothing
Could've been a stone
Could've been a star
Gotta bring it back, back now
Memory
whatcha saying to me?
When you cut the chord
will you fumble or fly?
Who'll you call
When all the junk is gone
When all the junk is gone
Can you love what's left behind?
When they take the props
and all the money's gone
You may be 6 feet tall
You may be beautiful ...
Could've been a stone
Could've been a star
Gotta bring it all back to nothing
Could've been a stone
Could've been a star
Gotta bring it back, back now
Memory
whatcha saying to me?
When you cut the chord
will you fumble or fly?
Who'll you call
When all the junk is gone
When all the junk is gone
Can you love what's left behind?
When the money's gone
and change will be your home
When they take your name
will you be the same?
And every day
take a different plain
And every day
Making history
(say it isn't me, say it isn't me)
Could've been a star
When they take the props
What have you got?
You scratch your name
A useless phrase
Could've been a stone
Could've been a star
Gotta bring it all back to nothing
Could've been a stone
Could've been a star
Gotta bring it back, back now
Memory
whatcha saying to me?
When you cut the chord
will you fumble or fly?
Who'll you call
When all the junk is gone
When all the junk is gone
Can you love what's left behind?
When they take the props
and all the money's gone
You may be 6 feet tall
You may be beautiful ...
Could've been a stone
Could've been a star
Gotta bring it all back to nothing
Could've been a stone
Could've been a star
Gotta bring it back, back now
Memory
whatcha saying to me?
When you cut the chord
will you fumble or fly?
Who'll you call
When all the junk is gone
When all the junk is gone
Can you love what's left behind?
When the money's gone
and change will be your home
When they take your name
will you be the same?
And every day
take a different plain
And every day
Making history
(say it isn't me, say it isn't me)





































stevel
Great track...if this is your first GB track then, blimey!!
Fab vocals, guitars...an ambitious arrangement
Very very nice indeed
Steve