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| Lyric Credits: |
Sam Cooper, Ray Tarantino |
| Music Credits: |
Sam Cooper, Ray Tarantino |
| Producer Credits: |
Sam Cooper |
| Publisher Credits: |
Jerricat Music (SESAC), Ray Tarantino |
| Performance Credits: |
Sam Cooper |
| Label Credits: |
Red Heart Records |
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Short Song Description:
Here's something to remind us that dark circumstances are capable of producing something positive sometimes.
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Story Behind the Song:
We were talking about things being deceptive and Greek/Roman mythology, an unusual conversation. It led to this.
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| Song Length |
4:52 |
| Primary Genre |
Folk-Americana |
| Tempo / Feel |
Unique-General |
| Tempo / Feel |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
| Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Subject Matter 1 |
Failure |
| Subject Matter 2 |
Spirituality |
| Mood 1 |
Tense |
| Mood 2 |
Worried |
| Similar Artist 1 |
Randy Newman |
| Similar Artist 2 |
Bob Dylan |
| Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
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SILVER LINE
By Ray Tarantino and Sam Cooper ©2012
615-469-4067 jericat@yahoo.com
Atlas, how heavy is the world on your shoulders tonight?
Is it heavier than all the thoughts on your turbulent mind?
If I could carry your burden, would you carry mine?
Does the beauty of your dream defeat it's decline?
Echo, how does it feel to be trapped in the stone,
Are you forced to repeat lies with your incorruptible tone?
What would you trade if I gave you a voice of your own?,
Would you define the thoughts on your mind, what would you condone?
But a storm is on this earth,
And my life is not a myth,
So I trace the towering darkness of a cloud,
With the shine of a silver line.
Achilles, how sharp is the blade of the sword that you wield?
Does it make feel you can battle without bearing a shield?
If I crafted boots that fit you, would you strike a deal?
How do you know that a prince won't shoot at your heel?
But a storm is on this earth,
And my life is not a myth,
So I trace the towering darkness of a cloud,
With the shine of a silver line.
Cupid, do you retrieve the arrows you cast?
How do you feel when you witness that a love doesn't last?
What if I sliced every failure out of your past?
Would it feel like the good that you've done hasn't faded too fast?
But a storm is on this earth,
And my life is not a myth,
So I trace the towering darkness of a cloud,
With the shine of a silver line.
So I trace the towering darkness of a cloud,
With the shine of a silver line.
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