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Bryn: bass, guitar, vocals, all production (unless stated otherwise). The artistic and creative ideas of a mediocre procrastinator.
My name is Bryn Smyth. I am a song writer, and I play guitar and bass (bass being my principle instrument). I mostly play rock, metal, funk and jazz, but able to play almost anything. I have a Cert IV, Diploma and Bachelor of Music Performance and Graduate Diploma of Secondary Education. This account is for my solo work and demos; for fun. Not currently in a band.
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Genre
Rock • Progressive Rock
Charts
#8,138 today Peak #232
#844 in subgenre Peak #23
Author
Bryn Smyth
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B. Smyth
Uploaded
September 29, 2011
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MP3 6.7 MB • 128 kbps • 7:21
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"TFB" B. Smyth, 2011 He heeded the children's words Combined with a message of his own A man who embodied philanthropy From his aura all around to the bone He tried to teach us adults That the children need all they can At least this is what I leant from him And there's still much more than that Thank you my friend We won't see you again Your love and words We Will never forget A Man of God's and his own He frowned on the liars and cheats His bridges were set ablaze many time But still he could walk on his feet A brother, a friend and inspirator He seemed to know what to do all along Even when my first gift came to life He kept fighting as if nothing went wrong When the news broke out,we were mortified That his stomach was eating away He assumed for years it was everyday life Until he knew he wasn't okay Thank you my friend We won't see you again Your love and words We will never forget Thank you my friend Now that you've reached the end May your legacy Be kept in our heads Now that you're gone So why do I feel guilty even though it's not my fault It's because I didn't get to say goodbye White blood cells can only do so much when your body has Withered away in time You caught a dream, a band, a wife, a goddamn virus And that was the end of the line Thank you my friend We won't see you again Your love and words We will never forget Thank you my friend You sound's still in my head Live on in these Memories that we share
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