From somewhere over happiness
To the reverse of a hand
From a land fully joyless
To a place hard to stand
Tears are coming so easily
Instead of a great laugh
These salted pearls clearly
Arrive as easier as a cough
What the hell does it cries
It's not a way of salvation
Why pain does not flies
Far away from living conditions
As a rock hurts
As a knife cuts
As days see flirts
As they good, nuts
So powerful are tears
Ashaming is their power
Power of revealing fears
Rathen than offering a flower
What the hell does it cries
It's not a way of salvation
Why pain does not flies
Far away from living conditions
I do not want to see one
Or several, in your face, in file
I do not want to wipe one
You deserve to smile
Break its straight way
Make your feelings pure
Color it by grey
And remove its lure
What the hell does it cries
It's not a way of salvation
Why pain does not flies
Far away from living conditions
| Tear's Way |
21/24 |
28/02/2008 à 13:49 |
C'est quel style ta musique ?
| Tear's Way |
22/24 |
28/02/2008 à 13:52 |
... justement c'est pas un style à proprement parler.
on essaye de se distinguer même si on reste conventionnel, batterie, gratte, basse... mais on compte incorporer violon, flûte de pan ou des trucs dans ce genre.
on s'assimile à du power metal ou de manière générale, metal tout court
| Tear's Way |
23/24 |
28/02/2008 à 13:59 |
Oké oké,vous êtes beaucoup ?
| Tear's Way |
24/24 |
28/02/2008 à 17:29 |
non, deux. moi et le musicos
