The Days Of The Phoenix
Lyrics
I remember when I was told a story of Crushed velvet, candle wax, and dried up flowers The figure on the bed, all dressed up in roses, calling Beckoning to sleep, offering a dreamfull lyrics...
I remember when I was told a story of Crushed velvet, candle wax, and dried up flowers The figure on the bed, all dressed up in roses, calling Beckoning to sleep, offering a dreamfull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
hard rock rootspunk influences
a subtle use of vocal harmony
minor key tonality
a vocal-centric aesthetic
heavy electric rhythm guitars
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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Nothing could touch us then, no one could change us then Everyone was dancing, everyone was dancing And she was always smiling The teenage death boys, the teenage death girls I want to, I want to, I want to stay The figure on the bed, all dressed up in roses, calling Songwriters: Hunter Burgan, Adam Carson, Davey Havok, David Marchand, Jade Puget Oh, I fell into yesterday No one could see me I fell into fantasy Oh, I fell into fantasy No one could see me The girl on the wall always waited for me The words were as mystical as purring animals Our dreams seemed not far away Oh, I fell into yesterday Everyone was dancing I remember when I was told a story of The circle of rage, the ghosts on the stage appeared Ghost stories handed down, reached secret tunnels below Oh, our dreams seemed not far away The words were as mystical as purring animals Nothing could hurt us then, no one could see us then The time was so tangible I'll never let it go Oh our dreams seemed not far away The circle of rage, the ghosts on the stage appeared Our dreams seemed not far away The time was so tangible I'll never let it go Oh, I fell into fantasy Publisher: EX NOCTEM NACIMUR MUSIC Crushed velvet, candle wax, and dried up flowers Beckoning to sleep, offering a dream I want to, I want to, I want to stay No one could see me Oh, I fell into fantasy Our dreams seemed not far away Oh, I fell into yesterday I want to, I want to, I want to stay Everyone was dancing Oh, our dreams seemed not far away Ghost stories handed down, reached secret tunnels below




