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The Age Of Taking Apart
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Without the sails, we can't prevail
Held down by nails, on a hidden trail
Without the signs, we are benign
1979 could have been such a good year
Without you by my side
Without the hope of a new induction
This paradise will won't last forever
Through the power of deduction
This is the age of taking apart x 4
Without the guards, or rude remarks
About policies of old, or ideas for the new
Without regret, without a home
Feel the draft of intuition, or the scars of retribution
Without you by my side
Without the hope of a new induction
This paradise will won't last forever
Through the power of deduction
This is the age of taking apart x 4
This is the age of taking apart x 4
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Old dog eared scrapbooks
Full of quotes and past glories
Blank pages that translate onto empty slates
What's done is done
Seems like only yesterday
But for some of us it never was
Once, something so strange is preserved
Is it worth discussing the merits?
The sky's already to heavy on my shoulders
Whats done is done
Make a mental note about it
Make a mental note about it
Time cannot heal old wounds
Time cannot heal old wounds
Faded into a dusty memory
Folded into a empty draw
Crowded into a empty room
Strangled with an umbilical noose
It goes on and on and on and on and on
Faded into a dusty memory
It goes on and on and on and on and on
Folded into a empty draw
It goes on and on and on and on and on
Crowded into a empty room
Strangled with an umbilical noose
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Duncan Buchanan Halesowen, UK
Self taught bassist originally. Moved to guitar and fronting his own band in the early 2000's. Now recording solo, self produced thus far. Try pigeonholing him....
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