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POETS, PHILOSOPHERS, AND MYSTICS
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"Seems like a mystery, where did it go / And how did it leave so fast when it came so slow"
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Folk - Country - Jazz - Pop
A broad range of genres and production values - from studio work to raw live performances on acoustic instruments back in the days of killer tape hiss. (All were produced as song demos vs artist demos.) IF YOU'RE A LYRIC FAN, click on the "full" or "full song info" line and play the songs from there. That way you can read the lyrics at the bottom of the page as the song plays. I am guilty of all the words, music, arrangements, production, and male vocals. Fortunately, for both you AND me, friends handled the female vocals. (Thanks Leanne, Bodra, Dianne, & Roxanne!) See ya out there!
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Genre
Acoustic • Acoustic Folk
Charts
Peak #300
Peak in subgenre #25
Author
Van Clayton Powel
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VeePo Music
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July 09, 2009
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MP3 3.8 MB • 128 kbps • 4:09
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POETS, PHILOSOPHERS AND MYSTICS Seems like a mystery Where did it go And how did it leave so fast When it came so slow Sometimes the reason's clear - An act of disgrace But this time it left Without a trace I've found some memories Sweet cries of lust And one or two promises Left scattered in the dust I know there's no guarantee Which one will grow But now that it's gone I need to know Where does love go Poets, philosophers and mystics Are always searching for our soul But I seek a mystery quite different - The power to light love's fire When it's gone cold, so cold I feel your arms around me When lovers embrace I see your eyes, I watch you smile I touch your face I hear your whispers in my bed Smell your scent If I can find your love again I know I'll never let go Poets, philosophers and mystics Are always searching for our soul But I seek a mystery quite different - The power to light love's fire When it's gone cold, so cold Seems like a mystery Where did it go I thought for sure this one Was meant for growing old And I'm not ashamed to say I'd crawl a million miles If I could find your love again and know That you'd never go Poets, philosophers and mystics Are always searching for our soul But I seek a mystery quite different - The power to light love's fire When it's gone cold, so cold 2008 Van Clayton Powel
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