Other Songs
Seepless Seattle
(Music: Buckley Lyrics: O‘ Gorman)
Blood seeping through the amps
Quiet noise under wraps
Where the displaced strings trashed
Forgotten mystery ever last
Music fell with just one blast
When in pain we can laugh
All our anger’s taken back
Music for the world so black
Is he gone? Were they wrong?
Who are we to recreate?
Scream a song, breathe along
Heroes of a bitter faith
Grunge is such an awful word
Slacker music across the world
I will try and cause a cry
A calling of the world gone by
Mock hysteria second past
The kings of grunge dust ash
If it listens, turn it black
To come and go and fade it back
Long and short and bitter laughs
Ripped shred skin of plectrum craft
We must leave, it’s time to go
Fall away from the path you know
Is he gone? Were they wrong?
Who are we to recreate?
Scream a song, breathe along
Heroes of a bitter faith
Grunge is such an awful word
Slacker music across the world
I will try and cause a cry
A calling of the world gone by
Cold blast, searing pain
Thrown aghast through the rain
Blood can splat vein to vein
Angst and pact, end a reign
Silence frets a single chord
Smashed guitar on the floor
Broken amp in the corner
Lights fade out, burn away
(Solo)
When we go, when it’s gone
Memory lost, forgotten song
Forever pain, buried deep
Beneath the earth, nothing can seep
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