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• Artiste: Strand Of Oaks
• Titre: Moon Landing
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Malcolm Young died some time late last year I thought about his rhythm and I dreamed about his gear Didn't no reverb, didn't care about trends Held it down tight 'til the bitter, bitter end I wrote this song with 35 lives Walking on a beach, beyond space and time The waves came crashing and the fog was rolling in And I wondered if I'd get invited to the party again Mid-way through the night, well beyond sleep I became the cynic, all at once I felt relieved Change your name, better open up the store Sell out the show, why do you look so bored? Producers cost money and your wife pays the rent You told me in the bar, go ahead and have your kids Do the math, watch the news Bonfires keep burning, it's just me and you I think about Carter and I think about Chris Deven found a band that makes a lot more sense Bobby's singing prophet with the futuristic eyes I'm sorry how it ended, I was too dumb to try Full kitchen for hard love, got your seeds and stems Just be a better husband, you can be a better friend Smile at the sun and bark at the moon It's okay to feel happy, you got nothing, nothing to lose Tide's coming in now and you're running out of land A clever metaphor, something slipping through my hand It's less about this music and more about the need To prove you were right for chasing your dream Cornell was born on the 20th of July Same day I was born back in '82 Same day Neil Armstrong took Buzz's spot on the moon Sometimes you get there first