Fabulous Pages (Remastered)

An indie rock track starts with an acoustic guitar intro, setting a pensive tone, male vocals enter with inventive phrasing, As the chorus arrives, warm piano chords layer in, deepening the sonic texture, Subtle bass and light drums round out the arrangement

[instrumental intro] [intro] The stairs we ran down as kids now lead to empty rooms and halls The paint is dulled where pictures hung Shades of memories on the walls [verse] It's wood and shingles on a bed of concrete Like every other house on an average looking street Jabbed the lawn in the spine with a for sale sign I feel it’s pain as if it was mine [bridge] Sitting on the floor where our parents once slept We talk old times and fun lives we’ve led About friends we’ve met promises kept and all the happy teers wept [chorus] But Time marches on Without rest or fail A journey cross oceans of moments we sail raise anchors and drinks while years float by Ride out bad weather and hope for blue skies [verse] We try to keep step with each day that arrives Stay in touch with the things that give meaning to lives The stories the places the music and faces A book we have written filled with fabulous pages [verse] Sitting on the floor where our parents once slept We talk old times and fun lives we’ve led About friends we’ve met promises kept and all the happy teers wept It’s hard Moving on from where we felt we belonged Memories bite hard And hold on strong [chorus] But Time marches on Without rest or fail A journey cross oceans of moments we sail raise anchors and drinks while years float by Ride out bad weather and hope for blue skies [outro] We try to keep step with each day that arrives Stay in touch with the things that give meaning to lives The stories the places the music and faces A book we have written filled with fabulous pages

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