Male • 21 • Whittier , CA • United States
Status... Single
Orientation... Prefer Not To Say
I'm here for... Friends Dating Serious Relationship Networking
I'm into... Writing Design Photography Music Film and Video Acting Activism Art
I'm working on... new songs, new lyrics, new shows, new everything
My sites...
http://www.myspace.com/forgivingyesterdayrock
http://www.ourstage.com/forgivingyesterday
music, music, music
- all kinds of music, meeting bands, meeting producers, meeting people who like to listen/play music, meeting people.
We're All A Little Dead Inside
There comes a point in every musician's life when they find themselves searching for something bigger and better than they have ever been a part of. although Forgiving Yesterday isn't your normal group of guys, they want the same thing everyone wants... they want to make a difference. they hope to touch people with their music the way that the music they love has touched them. they all share the belief that music can save lives. with a broad range of musical influences and a broad range of ideals these five musicians are on a journey to give a voice to the voiceless and to show that success is based on those that are affected.
Twenty Seven Lyrics
Aug 20, 2008
As he comes home
He opens the door
He sits her down
With such a frown on his face
We need to speak
His body is weak
As she replies
With frightened eyes please not now
It’s like the tears won’t stop coming cuz you’re already gone
Like the ink won’t stop pouring now it’s staining my palms
They drizzle and engulf everything I do wrong
But it won’t bring you back no it won’t bring you back
And the sky cried
When we laid you to rest
We carried you on
Well we’re doing our best
It opens our eyes
To the heavy cost
Of your demise
We miss you tonight
It’s like the tears won’t stop coming cuz you’re already gone
Like the ink won’t stop pouring now it’s staining my palms
They drizzle and engulf everything I do wrong
But it won’t bring you back no it won’t bring you back
08/20/08 13:15 PST
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