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Ein kleiner Pop-Reggae oder Reggae-Pop oder was weiß ich, was das ist.
Es geht, wie fast immer, um die alten Zeiten, als wir noch (heimliche) Rockstars waren...
Hier wurden von den Gitarren her nur Fender Stratocaster eingesetzt, der Bass ist wie immer mein treuer Fender Jazz Bass.
Keyboards: Yamaha PSR-290 als MIDI keyboard für Steinberg HALION Sonic
Alle Stimmen, Instrumente und Geräusche: Kurt Theurer
Drums by Cubase Groove Agent
Es geht, wie fast immer, um die alten Zeiten, als wir noch (heimliche) Rockstars waren...
Hier wurden von den Gitarren her nur Fender Stratocaster eingesetzt, der Bass ist wie immer mein treuer Fender Jazz Bass.
Keyboards: Yamaha PSR-290 als MIDI keyboard für Steinberg HALION Sonic
Alle Stimmen, Instrumente und Geräusche: Kurt Theurer
Drums by Cubase Groove Agent
I am still here
(Words and Music by Kurt Theurer ©2002)
1.
I was gone
(For) almost too long,
Spent too much time
In strange occupations.
It’s twenty years
Almost half of my life
Not wasted, but I lost them somehow
At least in my eyes….
2.
(I took) wrong decisions
Though (seeming) good at the time
They led me away
From the goals of my youth.
I’ve lost some friends
Some of them I (still) miss
I’ve hurt a few (girls) in this world
And some of them hurt me…
Refrain:
(But) I’m still here
And I came back strong
I went back to where I started
And I found that I could still create
The magic of the past
It is still inside of me.
(irgendeine coole Überleitung zur Strophe)
(z.B. Saxophon etc.)
3.
When I left home
The music stayed back
Out of my life
But never of my mind
I still remembered
Those dedicated moments
In the bowling alley, freezing our bones
And tea with rum…
4.
We were cool
At least that’s what we thought
We were the horror
Of dancing clubs and halls
On rare occasions
When we were really good
We were one body, breathing the melodies
To audiences lost…
(Words and Music by Kurt Theurer ©2002)
1.
I was gone
(For) almost too long,
Spent too much time
In strange occupations.
It’s twenty years
Almost half of my life
Not wasted, but I lost them somehow
At least in my eyes….
2.
(I took) wrong decisions
Though (seeming) good at the time
They led me away
From the goals of my youth.
I’ve lost some friends
Some of them I (still) miss
I’ve hurt a few (girls) in this world
And some of them hurt me…
Refrain:
(But) I’m still here
And I came back strong
I went back to where I started
And I found that I could still create
The magic of the past
It is still inside of me.
(irgendeine coole Überleitung zur Strophe)
(z.B. Saxophon etc.)
3.
When I left home
The music stayed back
Out of my life
But never of my mind
I still remembered
Those dedicated moments
In the bowling alley, freezing our bones
And tea with rum…
4.
We were cool
At least that’s what we thought
We were the horror
Of dancing clubs and halls
On rare occasions
When we were really good
We were one body, breathing the melodies
To audiences lost…
