As you can probably guess by now, I love my music tastes. I always have, and always will. Different songs and artists are favourites at different times, usually because a different story is being told. Pay music the respect it deserves and everyone will find their own story.
'Velvet Morning' - The Verve - Urban Hymns
Yes
It's been long
And yes
I still feel strong
Into the half light
Another velvet morning for me yeah
Time
Stands still
As you take
Your last pill
Into the half light
Another velvet morning for me
And now I'm trying to tell you
About my life
And my tongue is twisted
And more dead than alive
And my feelings
They've always been betrayed
And I was born a little damaged man
And look what they made
I said, don't you find
That it's lonely
The corridor
You walk there alone
And life is a game
You've tried
And life is a game
You're tired
Yes
I'm coming down
Your beauty is
A color surround
Into the half light
Another velvet morning for me
And now I'm trying to tell you
About my life
And my tongue is twisted
And more dead than alive
And my feelings
My feelings, they've been betrayed
And I was born a little damaged man
And look what they made
He said, don't you find
That it's lonely
The corridor
You walk there alone
And life is a game
You've tried
And life is a game
You're tired
And life is a game
You've tried
'Velvet Morning' - The Verve - Urban Hymns
Yes
It's been long
And yes
I still feel strong
Into the half light
Another velvet morning for me yeah
Time
Stands still
As you take
Your last pill
Into the half light
Another velvet morning for me
And now I'm trying to tell you
About my life
And my tongue is twisted
And more dead than alive
And my feelings
They've always been betrayed
And I was born a little damaged man
And look what they made
I said, don't you find
That it's lonely
The corridor
You walk there alone
And life is a game
You've tried
And life is a game
You're tired
Yes
I'm coming down
Your beauty is
A color surround
Into the half light
Another velvet morning for me
And now I'm trying to tell you
About my life
And my tongue is twisted
And more dead than alive
And my feelings
My feelings, they've been betrayed
And I was born a little damaged man
And look what they made
He said, don't you find
That it's lonely
The corridor
You walk there alone
And life is a game
You've tried
And life is a game
You're tired
And life is a game
You've tried
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