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HBD 10 May Sense Prevail

martin stirrup – Acoustic Artist

Commonsense-Inspired Acoustic Rock Song | HBD 10 May Sense Prevail by martin stirrup | Free Download

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Soft rock I guess - featuring Roger Brawn on acoustic lead guitar
politics commonsense politicians moderation
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Singer-songwriter, arranger and producer: acoustic contemporary folk but ranging into rock/blues/country/jazz/humour...all very eclectic, I'm afraid!

Martin Stirrup

Singer/songwriter

An old folkie who got back into it...

These days I sing and play guitar(s) and other stringed instruments, then score and orchestrate where appropriate. My taste becomes increasingly eclectic ranging from finger-picked folk through country to soft rock mixed in with a few more alternative and eccentric numbers, including the odd novelty foxtrot...

"HBD 10 May Sense Prevail" by martin stirrup is an Acoustic Rock production available on SoundClick. The song establishes its own world and invites the listener to settle in. A solid entry in the acoustic rock space, crafted with care and intention. It has charted at #13 on the SoundClick Acoustic Rock chart. Fans of Commonsense will find "HBD 10 May Sense Prevail" worth adding to their playlist via SoundClick.

Song Info
Charts
Peak #164
Peak in subgenre #13
Author
Martin Stirrup
Rights
Martin Stirrup
Uploaded
May 13, 2019
Track Files
MP3
MP3 7.3 MB 256 kbps 3:58 minutes
Story behind the song
Written in Slovenia… the title’s maybe a futile wish that our politicians might see some sense for once. No chance, I fear…
Lyrics
HBD 10 May sense prevail |G|Em C|G|Em C| |Em|D|Em|A| |Em|D| Have more confidence your mind is not so frail Give up that futile searching for that Holy Grail Seek out the simple truths that hide behind the veil May sense prevail May sense prevail |E|A E|D|G| | E|A E|F#|B| | E|A E|D|G| | E|A E|A G|F|F Complications coming thick and fast Sensory overload Everything just leaves you aghast Comprehension slowed Looking for a way to survive Surface through the flood Scared about what's next to arrive Scared there will be blood Everything that you believed Crumbles into dust Use the truth now to deceive All turns to rust Good and bad are juxtaposed Turmoil in your brain Logic swirls in flux and goes Sliding down the drain Soft rock I guess… Written in Slovenia… the title’s maybe a futile wish that our politicians might see some sense for once. No chance, I fear…
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