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Where Do You Stand? Terrorist Driver in Bakersfield I Think I've Had Enough....... For Now. Leave In Love What If......... Remember This Face! *SIGH* So Much To Do... This Ship On a Scale of 1 to 10..... April 08 May 08 June 08 July 08 August 08 September 08 October 08 November 08 December 08 January 09
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Leave In Love
Finally managed to upload my one-and-only song I'v ever recorded to some conclusion. Here's the information in case some of y'all care: Miles Johnson: Writer, producer, piano, vocals and keyboard (bass line) Percussion by the owner of Spectrum Studios, Ft. Lauderdale Accoustic and electric guitar by someone FAR more talented than I could ever be. Comments welcome- just know that this is not a passion nor something I even do anymore. It merely represents a time- oh, about 12 years ago- when I still had passion for doing something I loved. Now I just care about paying bills. So the score is: Life:1, Miles:0 Thanks for listening. 5 comments from 3 users
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posted by
GayinOh8
on Jun 18, 2008 at 09:03 AM
Thanks, twinkie. It strikes me as a pretty simple breaking up ballad now, but when I was writing it was more "current" I guess. Definately a weird trip to take since I really haven't heard it myself (lost the one-and-only disc) about 5 years ago. And even then it was 4-5 years old. Damn- I'm old! posted by
twinkie
on Jun 17, 2008 at 12:51 PM
posted by
GayinOh8
on Jun 17, 2008 at 12:30 PM
posted by
HDobbler
on Jun 17, 2008 at 11:21 AM
posted by
GayinOh8
on Jun 17, 2008 at 09:17 AM
Because of the unfinished recording process- some of the lyrics might fall back too much behind the insturmentation. Here they are:
It's too late to see the country. I think it's time for me to go. And all the time to think I've wasted... I just thought you should know: That I think I found the answers when I opened my eyes. When I leave here I leave in love. It's too late for me to give you all the things I wanted to. And all the times that I said always became the thing I couldn't do. It's just like you said: Never say never. But it's the same thing in reverse. When we leave here let's leave in love. (Insturmental Break) It's to late. I guess I saw it coming. But I'm too weak to face the truth. And all this time wasn't just pretending when part of me is part of you. And I hope you know that it's not over... Not when I've opened my eyes. When we leave here let's leave in love. When we leave here let's leave in love.
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