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Gun
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Repetitive, not good really. My definite least favourite song on the album.
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Alternative, Singer Songwriter, Sheffield, Liverpool, England, Pop, Blues, Grunge, Acoustic, Guitar, Matthew, Matt, Mezzo, Folk, Rock,
Hello! I'm a singer/songwriter hailing from Liverpool, U.K., Now based in Sheffield, U.K. I am a recording artist only, have stopped the whole gigging thing for the time being at least. So, I’ve set this up to publish my music and get a bit of feedback from y'all... Obviously there’s more to me than this, but I doubt anyone cares anymore than I want to tell you, so Just listen!
Song Info
Charts
Peak #577
Peak in subgenre #187
Author
Matthew Lever
Rights
Matthew Lever
Uploaded
April 14, 2009
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.4 MB 128 kbps 2:40
Story behind the song
Trapped in my room, as a teen, I (thought I) had this idea of what the inside of a ‘recluses’ mind would feel like. It’s bullshit really, in lyrical and musical content.
Lyrics
Our story begins a long time ago, A man, the hills, the cold winter snow. He lived a life of cold misery, Up on the mountain, where no one could see. He drank, and smoked his cares away, An insightful man, without much to say. He sat by the window and watched the world go by, He saw his reflection, he saw himself cry. He’d lost his way, but found his gun, His body was cold but his barrel was warm. He looked to a window to a better place, He saw his reflection but this was not his face.
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