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Skin Spun of Glass
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Flute and piano, with flute standing in for vocals. Composed and executed on Sibelius.
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Man's best bryophyte. Only musical.
Mossdog is the creation of a woman with a synthesizer, a computer, a great deal of passion, and virtually no musical theory training. She has a lot of wonderful friends who back her up, and she appreciates them all.
Song Info
Genre
Beats Beats General
Charts
Peak #2,212
Peak in subgenre #115
Author
Mossdog
Uploaded
February 27, 2009
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MP3
MP3 4.1 MB 128 kbps 4:27
Story behind the song
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Lyrics
I am transparent as the night rolls in. I am unsubtle as the twilight fades. I am transparent, and the stars refract like diamonds on my skin-- Could we begin again, somehow, If I were reborn opaque now? I could be someone who could hide from you. I could unmatch my breath from your heartbeat. I could be someone that you just might meet, someone you almost knew-- Could we begin again, somehow, If I were reborn opaque now? We never had the chance To step back from this dance, my friend-- Do you ever miss me? I've missed you. Have you ever wished we could renew ourselves as strangers? Is this worth the times you look past me? I weave a skin of glass for all to see, And if I could, I might not know you-- If I could, we might not be the same. The way I've shone, I might not choose to show you -- Eyes blue hot within the flame... If I were reborn opaque right now. And if I had the strength to walk away And close the night around me like a shell, Would I believe I could do just as well, wrought opaque some far day -- If we began again, somehow? I'll never know. I love you now. If we could end this dance And still this flawed romance, my friend-- Would you choose to kiss me? I miss you. Have you ever wished I would stop shadowing your doorway? Is this worth the tears shed secretly? I break like glass and shatter separately, And if I could, I might not know you-- If I could, we might not be the same. The way I've shone, I might not choose to show you -- Eyes blue hot within the flame... If I were reborn opaque right now.
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