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Shane
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Sad song about losing childhood friend.
sad childhood
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Lay back, relax, put on a good pair of headphones, roll up a fatty and just listen.
"theSoundBytes" is an experimental effort designed to test the limits of digital music and Internet technology in the creation, production, marketing, sales and distribution of music. It is also an excuse for an old school rocker and his friends from the glory days to make the kind of music they always wanted to make and get it out there to the public. The kind of technology that can be setup in a spare room by anyone with a good sense of rhythm, and bought outright for under $1000 is beyond the wildest dreams of those of us who remember the early days of stereo, multi-tracking and the lost art of the manual flange. Back then, if you were a band trying to make it, you were either a nobody or a slave of the record companies. It took lots of money to produce an "album" as we used to call them. That meant, you HAD to do whatever the record companies wanted you to do and that meant imitating whatever the musical flavour of the month was. Now, everything has changed. We are free. Just how free we really are is what this experiment is all about. Problem is, how to make a living doing this. So, lay back, relax, put on a good pair of headphones, roll up a fatty and just listen.
Song Info
Genre
Pop Indie Pop
Charts
#12,718 today Peak #45
#1,311 in subgenre Peak #12
Author
John Crater
Rights
John Crater 2007
Uploaded
February 21, 2009
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MP3 8.0 MB 192 kbps 5:50
Story behind the song
Sad song about losing childhood friend.
Lyrics
Growing up she was my only friend. That she stayed 'til the bitter end. Summer nights by the riverside, Making out and getting high. She would tell me all her plans. How shed hold the world in her hands. And I would smile while she explained Youll see me standing tall, Writing novels on the wall And well go dancing in the rain. Therell never be another Shane! Shane left home at seventeen, Drifted West for the silver screen. She came back at twenty four, Nothing like she had been before. She wouldnt talk about her plans As I held her shaking hands. She never tried to explain. There she stood all alone, Trapped behind her wall of stone, Riding out the hurricane. There'll never be another Shane. I broke in through the sliding door. Shane was there lying on the floor, Empty needle in her hand. To this day, I dont understand. Here I stand all alone, Trapped behind her wall of stone, Riding out the hurricane. I still see her standing tall, Writing novels on the wall, Dancing with me in the rain. There'll never be another Shane.
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