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Feb 2010 · 829
A Song for A Friend
Alex Murphy Feb 2010
Verse let the rain fall downlet it shower your worries awaylet the music flowand let it waste the day awayPrechorusoh and if i evercould keep it togetherid change your worldand ill be here for whateverive been in your placebut now im alivea star to shine for you tonightChorusand with the music, so loudit sings that itsall yourselfits all yourself(X2)Verse 2stare into the nightdreading the day aheadbut it will be alrightill try and make it work againPrechorus 2oh and if i evercould keep it togetherid change your worldand ill be here for whateverive been in your placebut now im alivea star to shine for you tonightChorus 2and with the music, so loudit sings that itsall yourselfits all yourself(X2)Extended Chorusand now your running awayto a better placeI'll try to stop you nowbut will it ever get betterI've been in your place but now imalivea star to shine for you tonightChorus 3and with the music, so loudit sings that itsall yourselfits all yourself(X2)-break in music, melody played on acoustic guitars-noise fades in, then breakdown(breakdown)like from another mani see my life on the tracksthis cant be the end, no please dont make it all endchange for the better(tag)i dont knowwhat ill do when they turn you upas dead when it all goes downChorus 4and with the music, so loudit sings that itsall yourselfits all yourself(X2)Extended Chorusand now your running awayto a better placeI'll try to stop you nowbut will it ever get betterI've been in your place but now imalivea star to shine for you tonightoutrothere's always tomorrowto make things betterThere's always tomorrowif i can keep it togetherTheres always tomorrowto make things better
this is a song I wrote for my friend.
Feb 2010 · 1.5k
The Music
Alex Murphy Feb 2010
life wears on, time flies bythe music is playing in only the greatest of momentsand so seldom, we hear these subtle notesso seldom, we hear these deafening notesA small child, I play lightheartedlythe music is playing, but i dont even noticetoo caught up in whats happening forgetting what actually mattersi grow older, sixteen at lastthe music is playing, blasted loudly in the cartrying to forget the stupidest mistakestrying to go back to the good old dayswhat happened to the good old days?

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