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Sometimes you eat the bear. Sometimes the bear eats you.
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Brian Cameron Taylor thief aggressive mellow alternative pop rock Comscratch
Brian Cameron Taylor is a multi-instrumentalist singer/songwriter from Vernon BC Canada. He writes original pop/rock songs with an emphasis on melody and mood to create an ageless appeal. He performs them with a personal, unique style and interesting instrumentation. He is currently working under the psuedonym thief. thief (as a whole) is more alternative than the solo efforts of Brian Taylor and includes the melodic vocal talents of Dawn Cunningham. soundclick.com/briantaylor is the only place to find all the material recorded by both thief and Brian Taylor. Download and share them, they are for YOU! Brian is also affiliated with the band HUB. Further info on Hub is available at: www.myspace.com/hubtheband And further Hub material is available at: www.soundclick.com/hubtheband or just type "hubtheband" in your favourite search engine Please contact BCT for further information: hubtheband@shaw.ca
Song Info
Genre
Pop • Pop Rock
Charts
Peak #287
Peak in subgenre #72
Author
Brian Cameron Taylor
Rights
2004 Brian Cameron Taylor
Uploaded
October 02, 2004
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MP3 3.9 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
This song was originally written at age 16 about feeling lost, and alone. Later, after the loss of my Father and Nephew, it was dusted off and re-written. It is a song of loss...
Lyrics
When you fell It triggered something within me that didn't want to fall When you floated in my mind I couldn't see For the monumental wall I can't forget The time I get is bloody sweet Although most just falls away I cannot borrow from your time tomorrow if you're only here today. He was surely meant to fall As all are meant to fall His illness on parade For every choice he's made. If you came crashing through my skylight in the middle of the night I might believe you. With wings like an airplane horns from a blood stain or some indication of what or who received you. You're much too young to resign and to run to the light with a gun. Why decide to send yourself away, anyway? You could stay. But if the choice you make Is a perfect mistake Your parade went astray Yet I hear the band play. I can't forget, the time I get is bloody sweet. How can I borrow from your time tomorrow if you're only here today?
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