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A Movie Script Ending
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Whenever I come back
The air on railroad
Is making the same sounds
And the shop fronts on Holly
full lyrics...
Whenever I come back
The air on railroad
Is making the same sounds
And the shop fronts on Holly
full lyrics...
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Features Of This Song
acoustic rock instrumentation
intricate melodic phrasing
thru composed melodic style
acoustic sonority
major key tonality
melodic songwriting
a good dose of acoustic guitar pickin'
a distinctive male lead vocal
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 I awoke I was on the high-way
A movie script ending
You can't begin to get it back
New bottoms on barstools
High-way, high-way, high-way, high-way
Passing through unconscious states
And I'll put them to bed, but they won't sleep
When I awoke I was on
And they're all so excited, excited
The people remain the same
Songwriter: Benjamin Gibbard
A meaningless movement
Are dirty words Asterisks in for the vowels
High-way, high-way, high-way, high-way
High-way, high-way, high-way
High-way, high-way, high-way
Whenever I come back
And the shop fronts on Holly
Publishers: EMI BLACKWOOD MUSIC INC., WHERE I'M CALLING FROM MUSIC
And we peered through the windows
The air on railroad
Just shuffling the sheets, to toss and turn
Is making the same sounds
High-way, high-way, high-way
And now we all know the words were true
The headlights are beacons on the high-way
And the patrons are leaving, leaving
Passing through unconscious states
In the sappiest songs, yes, yes
As if saved from the gallows
With prices inflating, inflating
The onset of a later stage
There's a bellow of buzzers
Passing through unconscious states
With your hands on my shoulders
When I awoke I was on the high-way
And people stop working
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