Slow the Fade
from Brownwall Hosted by Brownwall
Is the measure of a man the sum of his years Or what you see today on this frame Can I beg you to remember me the way I was As someone to envy and fear Walk down the hall seems longer (Impossible) Gotta find a way to slow the fade (Impossible) Feel the bones They’re growing colder (Impossible) Burn away the olden days My gait has taken so many hits The baggage and the pain and the remorse Walk down the hall seems longer (Impossible) Gotta find a way to slow the fade (Impossible) Feel the bones They’re growing colder (Impossible) Burn away the olden days I see your eyes on me Lucidly judging I can empathize I see it too Walk down the hall seems longer (Impossible) Gotta find a way to slow the fade (Impossible) Feel the bones They’re growing colder (Impossible) Burn away the olden days I’ve hung up all the guns Stripped myself down The energy is leaving I only ask for grace A warm hand to hold Walk down the hall seems longer (Impossible) Gotta find a way to slow the fade (Impossible) Feel the bones They’re growing colder (Impossible) Burn away the olden days Carl Cunningham - Guitar Micah Robinson - Guitar John Makarewicz - Drums Nick Nunziata - Bass, Keyboards, Vocals Steve Murphy - Guitar, Backing Vocals
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