Chris Strickland - Grand Dark Feeling Of Emptiness

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  • Опубликовано: 21 окт 2024
  • We are told that Chris Strickland first learned of this song through a friend in the industry. After he found out it was written by one of his favorite songwriters of all time, he has since covered it on several occasions. This is his latest performance of the powerful piece.
    Nice harmonies there Christopher, oddly timed, but flavorful. We heard some lyrical changes too, didn't we? Named your God eh? Abraxas is it? Sunshine, my boy! Sunshine indeed! Shadows only exist because of the Light. Shine bright through cold, dark night. Everyone here absolutely loves it! Send us more!
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    Lyrics:
    well i felt like i was born today
    so i took it upon me to go away
    to gather my thoughts and go away
    where i could (be used by) somebody
    now over the hill, like always you know
    were billy and frankie and henry and joe
    and they beat and broke me hard and slow
    to prove i was nobody
    and no one i was and so i remained
    knocked-out in a hut, no mother, no name
    and filled up my heart with one and the same
    that grand dark feeling of emptiness
    and was it a friend that turned me loose
    or was it a girl come to baste my goose
    or was it my great god who laid on his finger
    and started my clock anew
    ah no, it was rain
    ah no, it was gunning
    it was point break and buckle
    and singing and cunning
    that skinned me, re-skinned me
    and started me running
    and i never looked back from then on
    and now i am learning bit by bit
    about to make and model shit
    the muddy bowl i live in it
    and all the mucks that tire us
    and im afeared if i dont have
    a piglet, lamb, or little calf
    ill chop my humanness in half
    and be as worm or virus
    but kids ive had and they are sung
    upon folks ears my babes are hung
    rhythmically they live among
    and grow but dont get old
    not in a box, not in a void
    not if their voice is never heard
    nor if no one repeats a word
    but if their tune is told
    then we can age and fall away
    to meet again some golden day
    and fill it in our happy way
    in starlight and in gold

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