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A Single Breath Held
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First song mixed from the stairwell recordings...one of my favs.
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Driven solo acoustic rock with an eccentric twist.
random lyric: and he's following me but says i walk too slow... 9/10 - UPDATE UPDATE UPDATE: I HAVE AN OFFICIAL WEBSITE LOCATED AT: CHECK IT OUT AND JOIN THE MAILING LIST. If you're looking at this page, you actually have an advantage because many songs are here that aren't (or are only clips) on the official site. That may change sometime soon but I'll leave some extra songs up here. 5/8 - another song from the stairwell and the song responsible for the above lyric! check out "new year" on the music page. 3/25 - i've got a new song available for d/l, recorded in my favorite stairwell. it's not a new song in of itself but it's one of my favorites. check out "a single breath held" on the music page. 12/7 - Mike and I are playing at GZ on RPI's campus this Saturday, 12/11, @ 8pm. Admission is just one buck and it's a really cool place. You can check out GZ's site . 7/27 - check the message board for the lowdown on my first live radio appearance Hey, neighbors, This is Nic Engel, of the solo acoustic guitar-driven odd-timed rock group...Nic Engel. I was starting to get some results from my mp3.com site when it went down so I'm really excited about Soundclick. I'll be adding songs as fast as I can and other information as it comes. By the by, full lyrics are available . ROCK ON. I also have a Myspace which has a few other songs.
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Charts
#3,103 in subgenre Peak #16
Charts
Peak #60
Author
Nic Engel
Rights
2004
Uploaded
April 11, 2005
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MP3 5.7 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
One of those rare songs that I write rather quickly. The whole thing was done in under two days.
Lyrics
your eyes are watering; anger is in bloom and i'm only seeing white i'm tasting red but feeling like hone your anger you're shackled, blindfolded, bound, and i know you'll always bow down to your master confess all your wrongs...your rights...whatever not so young not so young anymore not so easy, so long not the one to strike you hard just someone who isn't drawn home is hatred say what you will; your eyes betray the child curse my weak mortality and in the silence that remains, a single breath held
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