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Waiting All Along
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A song about grabbing the bull by the horns, attitude and all!
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The music is original, creative and from the heart. I hope you have as much fun listening as I had making it. Thanks for tuning in. Keep fighting the good fig
'Perfusion' is the moniker for this one-man musical juggernaut. I record all of my own material in the basement, after the kids are asleep! One track has a female backing vocal but all the rest is just l'il ol me. About 2/3 of the songs were done using Studio One - 3 and ProTools computer based software and the others on the Boss BR 1180 free-standing workstation. In 2015 and 2016, string orchestra pieces I wrote were features in the season with the Turtle Creek Chamber Orchestra. In 2011 I was honored to receive the Janesville Arts Council People's Choice Award for Outstanding CD/Song for "I Married the Prom Queen"...
Song Info
Genre
Pop Trap-Pop
Charts
Peak #116
Peak in subgenre #9
Author
Mitchell A. Kopnick
Rights
2009
Uploaded
December 09, 2009
Track Files
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MP3 3.9 MB 138 kbps 3:58
Lyrics
This isn't the end, it's just the beginning, It's not the other side of midnight, it's the breaking of the dawn, Can't cry the past, just got to leave it alone, And live the life I knew was waiting all along, I thought I saw the future in a Starbucks sipping latte, She was working on a laptop, looking sad and half alive, Her minivan was parked at Target, her tank was almost empty, But her head was in LA driving up Rodeo Drive, I sat down beside her, like the fairy tale spider, Stirred a little sugar in my Grande extra tall, I pulled out the daily crossword she looked up and cracked a smile, And said honey, whats a four letter word for you can't have it all? Standing in a bridesmaids dress of lavender and fuchsia, She caught the bouquet by default, her friends all stepped away, She tried to give away those flowers, but no one else was shopping, She took them home to hang them out to dry and blow away, She said, I never thought I'd be the one to hearken back to good ol days, While sitting on a park bench saying I remember when, She missed those summers on the lake, that devastating passion, To feel those strong unbridled horses galloping again,
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