Buckley, Jeff - Eternal Life (2) 탭
Buckley, Jeff - Eternal Life (2)
제목: Eternal Life
부제목:
아티스트: Jeff Buckley (Mikkel-sif@ofir.dk)
앨범: Grace
작성자: Mikkel Winther Jensen (Mikkel-sif@[ofir.dk
저작권: 1994 Sony Music Entertainment
채보자: Mikkel-sif@ofir.dk
지침:
참고: Im sorry about the first one I posted, the different parts
were right, but the composition was wrong. Anyway
here's a new one with added text and vocals.
템포: 96 BPM
트랙: 4
악기:
마디: 104
파일: Buckley, Jeff - Eternal Life (2).gp3
부제목:
아티스트: Jeff Buckley (Mikkel-sif@ofir.dk)
앨범: Grace
작성자: Mikkel Winther Jensen (Mikkel-sif@[ofir.dk
저작권: 1994 Sony Music Entertainment
채보자: Mikkel-sif@ofir.dk
지침:
참고: Im sorry about the first one I posted, the different parts
were right, but the composition was wrong. Anyway
here's a new one with added text and vocals.
템포: 96 BPM
트랙: 4
악기:
마디: 104
가사
If Jeff Buckley had livedAnd his voice still was heard
On the weak second album
And difficult third
Then the critics, who broke him,
He couldn't forgive -
Would grow old and forget him
If Jeff Buckley had lived
And there's a fog growing at the edge of the lake
And there's a star falling at the edge of the lake
And there's a man praying at the edge of the lake
And there's a flicker of religion in the chances you take
If Jeff Buckley had lived
There'd have been weeks of sickness
Acid vomit in his throat
And awful press pictures.
He'd have turned down half the needy
Who asked him to give
And plenty would have cursed him
If Jeff Buckley had lived
And there's a fog growing at the edge of the lake
And there's a star falling at the edge of the lake
And there's a man praying at the edge of the lake
And there's a flicker of religion in the chances you take
If Jeff Buckley had lived
He'd have been short on the throne
And counted his life out
In an old rockstar's home
Where they play 'Hallelujah'
Every retrospective
And most wouldn't know him
If Jeff Buckley had lived
And there's a fog growing at the edge of the lake
And there's a star falling at the edge of the lake
And there's a man praying at the edge of the lake
And there's a flicker of religion in the chances you take
And there is no salvation at the hands of the fates
And there is no design to whom death comes to take
And the faces in the vapour, they are lies and mistakes
Every day there is a fog there, at the edge of the lake
Every day there is a fog three, at the edge of the lake.
