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This is a redo of a song I submitted here earlier, in a folky style I have been messing with recently. I have to thank my friend, Bryn Roberts for adding some lovely mandocello and pipes.
Feel free to compare with the original here.
Feel free to compare with the original here.
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Lyrics
oh great light of the broken city,
does your hate still poison the ground around here?
because I did find a certain sickness,
hiding in her narrow lanes and her sideway glances.
and when those left behind collect what remains,
and this is all could that could be saved?
oh great light of hollow triumph,
I did see you replaced by the sun in the sky,
and overcome by the simple words,
by the foldings of school children from all over.
who am I to judge what should and should not be shown,
when this is all that could be saved from the fire?
does your hate still poison the ground around here?
because I did find a certain sickness,
hiding in her narrow lanes and her sideway glances.
and when those left behind collect what remains,
and this is all could that could be saved?
oh great light of hollow triumph,
I did see you replaced by the sun in the sky,
and overcome by the simple words,
by the foldings of school children from all over.
who am I to judge what should and should not be shown,
when this is all that could be saved from the fire?
Feter
Hey this is way cool ...using all these bluegrass
mando and banjo ...with such alt felt music ...
good singing ...very nice production and mixing .
I like how you orchestrated all this ...very fine
song my friend ....rich ...thnx alot for sharin !!!!