LYRICS
If the dream seems too serene
Listen to the inside
To hear the silent scream
The proof is in the pudding
The cream rises to the top
What good is a saying
From here to the ear STOP
Has time come for you to run
No place to hide?
Nerves come undone
Understand the bird-in-hand
Wouldn’t have died
If she didn’t land
Making haste ain’t making waste
Wont subside
No taste for paste
Toward sunset with no regret
Been a great ride
That I’ll never forget
ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Rock / Progressive
Chords: E C D-f# E / G A E / A G E
Recording: digital 6-track stereo
Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards, Drums
From the album At This Time
by Daniel Brouse