You were a phonograph, I was a kid I sat with an ear close, just listening I was there when the rain tapped her way down your face You were a miracle, I was just holdin your space Well time has a way of throwing it all in your face The past, she is haunted, the future is laced Heartbreak, you know, drives a big black car Swear I was in the back seat, just minding my own And through the glass, the corn crows come like rain They won't stay, they won't stay For too long now This could be all that we know Of love and all Well you were a dancer and I was a rag The song in my head, well, was all that I had Hope was a letter I never could send Well love was a country we couldn't defend And through the carnival we watch them go round and round All we knew of home was just a sunset and some clowns Well you were a magazine, I was a Plain Jane Just walking the sidewalks all covered in rain Love to just get into some of your stories Me, all of my Plain Jane glory Just me and all of my Plain Jane glory
Unless I am missing something, GAI's opening story does not add up. The flood was in 2013 and I have heard versions of Big Black Car as far back as 2009.
As I said above, I could be missing something, but I don't think so. Pretty sure lyrically, this is the same song. ruclips.net/video/E69qahzgeN8/видео.html
I think he was just disappointed that he lost his journals which had his work. I mean, sure, he's got it memorized and copyrighted, but as a creator, you'd like to have your original/first draft, right?
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The slowed version brought me here 🤘🏼 and now I’m in tears from the live version
I really love how less phones there are in the crowd
This version is haunting. ❤
Like a memory that brings you so much pain but you can’t help thinking about it over and over.
@seraphim you, sir, are 100% correct
love when I hear the story behind a song :)
You were a phonograph, I was a kid
I sat with an ear close, just listening
I was there when the rain tapped her way down your face
You were a miracle, I was just holdin your space
Well time has a way of throwing it all in your face
The past, she is haunted, the future is laced
Heartbreak, you know, drives a big black car
Swear I was in the back seat, just minding my own
And through the glass, the corn crows come like rain
They won't stay, they won't stay
For too long now
This could be all that we know
Of love and all
Well you were a dancer and I was a rag
The song in my head, well, was all that I had
Hope was a letter I never could send
Well love was a country we couldn't defend
And through the carnival we watch them go round and round
All we knew of home was just a sunset and some clowns
Well you were a magazine, I was a Plain Jane
Just walking the sidewalks all covered in rain
Love to just get into some of your stories
Me, all of my Plain Jane glory
Just me and all of my Plain Jane glory
I'm so happy that this song was revived.
This version is too under appreciated.
Ive seen this so many times… it still hurts the same every single time
Seeing him in 2 weeks!!! Hope he plays this...
love this version so so much！
Love this song
Golden voice
This is amazing
Epic!
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yes
Definitely not the BBC I was searching for
That banjo tho
Unless I am missing something, GAI's opening story does not add up. The flood was in 2013 and I have heard versions of Big Black Car as far back as 2009.
I believe the song has been out but it was not the completed version and he mentioned how he had just finished the entirety of the song then
Unless I am not the correct in that my apologies for causing more confusion
As I said above, I could be missing something, but I don't think so. Pretty sure lyrically, this is the same song. ruclips.net/video/E69qahzgeN8/видео.html
I think he was just disappointed that he lost his journals which had his work. I mean, sure, he's got it memorized and copyrighted, but as a creator, you'd like to have your original/first draft, right?
@@sarceexplores he said something along the lines of it wasn’t finished...but the song was before 2013
Riveting
a Shakespeare appears. don't waste it while ye live.
Screw covid. Get concerts going again
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Another banger on this list is Milky Chance “where is my mind” different vibes but excellent