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I Believe
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I recently discovered the strength my parents demonstrated during the difficult times that haunted my childhood. They shielded my siblings and me from a lot of the hardships they experienced, which allowed us to grow up to be happy, secure adults. As a parent now myself, I appreciate how difficult their task was. This song came to me when I was thinking about how I can live up to their example while raising my son. I wrote it for my son, but I now feel compelled to tell everyone about my parents' strengths. It is an absolute thrill having these lyrics published in a book that will reach an international audience. I believe that the theme of my song is universal, and I hope that it will inspire others all over the world to feel a similar gratitude toward anyone special in their lives.
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Genre
Alternative Indie
Peak in subgenre #2,111
Author
Unknown/Love
Rights
freeware
Uploaded
October 18, 2007
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MP3 3.7 MB 128 kbps 4:00
Story behind the song
I was waiting for the light to change in the University District in Seattle, when this guy tugged on my sleeve. His face was bandaged up like a mummy, and he was wearing sun glasses. "I'll sell you a song I wrote for spare change," he mumbled through broken teeth. "Oh, all right, ya bum," I said, and gave him the contents of my pockets - 73 cents, a pack of doublemint gum, a couple of paper clips, a piece of string and 3 rubber bands. He handed me a dirty piece of paper with some words and chord changes written on it. Later, I tried playing it, filling in the missing melody the way I thought it should sound. It pretty much sucks, but I paid for it, it's mine, and that's how it is.
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I believe em They say that I was cute before C D I drove that steering wheel through my face If ugly was money I swear to God, I'd own the whole damn human race Now I spend my days in my upstairs room And watch the world go by I watch the seasons as they change Watch TV, and get high Chorus em I believe D I believe em I believe C D In the transmigration of the soul And when night falls I get my coat And I stuff my wallet full of bills Going downtown to see my girl Who says you can't buy a thrill Soon Mary is kissing my broken mouth As she gently strokes my scars Don't worry, she whispers, you will be restored To your place among the stars Chorus And when our time is over I push my walker back up the hill Shed my clothes in the darkness of my room A shot of whisky chases sleeping pills And sleep comes to me like a lover Like Mary when she lies down with me My hands stroke the knap of the cover Soon I float above the pain and I'm free Chorus
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