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Sunday Morning Drive-By
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just a glimpse into something that really has no beginning or end.
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I can't say I'm really a band or that I'm at all good at this, but... Basically, I just write and sing my own stuff. i'd like to jam with other people, but i really dont know anyone in the area. maybe one day i'll throw a band together.
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Genre
Acoustic • Acoustic Guitar
Charts
Peak #347
Peak in subgenre #115
Author
Tyler Gnass
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ty gnass
Uploaded
July 13, 2008
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MP3 3.4 MB • 128 kbps • 3:43
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just a glimpse into something that really has no beginning or end.
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Ive been waiting for you to make another round say some things without a sound And its Sunday again, we are in our best, ironing the grains, losing our minds chorus So I waited for hours behind closed doors, it was a token of faith like the time before With my head in my hands and mind open wide, I lost all intention let moments subside Im on the last plane home, ive got my best face on, suited for war as I walk through time I hear beggared prayers, from miles away the night time thoughts begin to fray chorus So I waited for hours behind closed doors, it was a token of faith like the time before With my head in my hands and mind open wide, I lost all intention let moments subside And my ships coming in, its been missing for days, I never should have lost myself in those ways But its night time again as we begin to fade into the alikeness of another day
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