Masterfade
Lyrics
Well you sure didn't look like you were having any fun
With that heavy-metal gaze, they'll have to measure in tons
And when you look up at the sky
All you see are zeros
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Features Of This Song
acoustic rock instrumentation
folk influences
use of a string ensemble
thru composed melodic style
acoustic sonority
mixed minor & major key tonality
a good dose of acoustic guitar pickin'
acoustic 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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When the sky is full of zeros and ones
Masterfade
I could a played along the masterfade
Your happiness won't find you underneath that canopy of trees
You squeezed my hand and told me softly that I shouldn't be afraid, no
I mean Christ who knows?
If the green grass is 6 and the soybeans are 7
I could a played Mah Jongg but it just takes too long
I could a played along the masterfade
The 1's just hold their place, 0's make a smiley face
It's not that I just didn't care I must admit I was afraid
The masterfade
Songwriter: Andrew Wegman Bird
Well you sure didn't look like you were having any fun
And all you see are zeros and ones
With that heavy-metal gaze, they'll have to measure in tons
If we're all matter when we're done?
No no, I could a played Mah Jongg but it just takes too long
And when you look up at the sky
When you're lying on the ground staring up at that inverted compass
And I just can't remember which way the east wind blows
'Cause all the while your finger's resting gently on the masterfade
You took my hand and led me down to watch the Kewpie Doll Parade
What's it matter? Does it matter?
All you see are zeros
With GPS, you know it's all just a matter of degrees
You took my hand and led me down to watch a Papillon Parade
Publisher: WEGAWAM MUSIC
And we let the kittens lick our hair and drank our chalky lemonade
Does it matter? If we're all matter
I thought at last, I'd found a situation you can't explain
We let the kittens lick our hair and drank our chalky lemonade
When they come floating down from the heaven
And I'm awfully glad my finger's resting gently on the masterfade
I saw you standing all alone in the electrostatic rain
The June bugs are 8, the weeds and thistles are 11
Who the hell can remember which way the east wind blows
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