Years gone by start to show I still wait for the door to close When you go, when you go I don't know myself anymore What might have been you'll never know Time's a thief and stole the show Long ago, long ago Nights turned slow Thunder would roll Winters rise white as snow Right as I turn around to go The wind blows, the wind blows Caught in the cold A wheel for my shoulder Fires rage across the bow Warning shots failed again somehow Without you, without you I'll never hold Young hearts grown old I don't know myself anymore
I wish you would write a song about about missing kids, the ones that never come home. (i.e. Etan Patz, Jacob Wetterling, Miranda Budiman) It's unspoken disease in America. It's for the Milk Carton Kids to give it a voice. Please.
I know I am not the milk carton kids, but, I could try and write one, as I play the same style, and write the same style as them. They are my biggest influence. As well, a very good idea for a song. Not that I believe I can match them, as nobody can, but, I do agree with your statement.
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Their songs have so much emotion. Really a super talented underrated group.
So pure and beautiful. Glad i found this jewel
If this is undeground, and if underground music is this good then please remain underground forever. Thank you for these amazing songs.
unde ground haha
these guys are my new jam, I'm so happy to see good music still being made in the states... keep up the good work fellas
Pure musical poetry.
Excellent song!.....I can hear the 'Simon and Garfunkel' style...with an element of 'The Everly Brothers' also....excellent combination!!!
why would anyone dislike this song? it's just wonderful.
Years gone by start to show
I still wait for the door to close
When you go, when you go
I don't know myself anymore
What might have been you'll never know
Time's a thief and stole the show
Long ago, long ago
Nights turned slow
Thunder would roll
Winters rise white as snow
Right as I turn around to go
The wind blows, the wind blows
Caught in the cold
A wheel for my shoulder
Fires rage across the bow
Warning shots failed again somehow
Without you, without you
I'll never hold
Young hearts grown old
I don't know myself anymore
Nice.
Is the album coming out on iTunes?
I can picture Simon & Garfunkel in the good old days when I lister to these duo.
I wish you would write a song about about missing kids, the ones that never come home. (i.e. Etan Patz, Jacob Wetterling, Miranda Budiman) It's unspoken disease in America. It's for the Milk Carton Kids to give it a voice.
Please.
I know I am not the milk carton kids, but, I could try and write one, as I play the same style, and write the same style as them. They are my biggest influence. As well, a very good idea for a song. Not that I believe I can match them, as nobody can, but, I do agree with your statement.