2nd Coming of Rock
New Hard Rock Blitz Podcast :I have about 20, 22 minute podcasts of my new and original hard rock songs I have composed. I'm a singer, musician and song composer. I have about 22 new songs no one has heard before to be released every Wednesday. In total I have a library of 109 original songs, 5 different generes I composed and many I sing on.
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2nd Coming of Rock
Episode 10: 2nd Coming of Light Rock
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I'm Trace Burroughs, singer & songwriter with 109 songs, which I composed and produced: Hard Rock, Light Rock, Modern Country, Pop and other genres. In this current episode and for many weeks to come I will be playing just my light rock songs which I also sing on. Each episode has several of my songs. TraceBurroughsMusic.com. Thank you for listening.
I'm Trace Burroughs, composer, lyricist, and lead singer. Today you will hear my original light rock and acoustic songs. On my site there are 110 original songs in five different genres. Hard rock, modern country, pop, light rock, and adult contemporary. In the light rock genre, I explore love, loneliness, sadness, existence, deep feelings. So go to traceburroughsmusic.com. Burroughs B U R R O U G H S. To purchase, go to TraceBurroughs Music.com forward slash songs. Thank you for taking the time to listen. Her brightness. Her beauty is timeless. Never mean, always mindful. Sometimes crying, sometimes sighing. Not just surviving, always loving, sometimes flying. Breathe in an you see. Breathe out and heal the feelings. Breathe in, find the meaning. Breathe in an I see. She's not like you mean. So I love you see. Sometimes she loves me Sometimes loving, always funny, sometimes daring, always scary one, Baba Batumba. Always mindful, sometimes prideful, always pretty, sometimes witty. When I hold her, I'm reeling. Her touch is always healing. Love that sweet feelings. Breathe out and hear the feelings. Breathe in find the meaning. A breathing and how you see. She sees things we can't see. Smile like love you see. She sees things we can't see. Sometimes shyness, sometimes kindness, her beauty is timeless, never mean, always mindful, sometimes flying, sometimes sighing, never lying, always loving, sometimes flying. She got like you. She thinks we can't see. Sometimes she loves me. Smell by love to me. Sometimes she loves me. Reason why When you ask when love will be, I know who what where and why When you ask when pain will go away, it will be me. I'll be the reason why. When you ask when only it will end, I will tell you how when and what you ask when and when it will be Under a starless scan. So don't look above, look down for the answers. I'm the reason why. So don't look above, look down for the answers. I'm the reason why Love and happiness will come for you all in good time. After nightfall, the sun will rise and after bedtime it will always shine. When summer is done, leaves will fall and when spring comes, it will be just in 10 So don't look above, look down for the answers. I'm the reason why So don't look above, look down for the answers. I'm the reason why. When you ask if love is real, touch it. That's how it feels. When you ask when the tears will end, you had a broken heart, it takes time to men. When you ask how long we'll be together, I hope forever. That's a question I can't answer. So don't look above the down for the answers. I'm the reason why so don't look above, down for the answers. I'm the reason why. If your heart goes way up high, I'm the who, I'm the reason, I'm the one. If you feel love like you've never felt before, I'm the who, what, where, and why. So you could fly too. If I was a bull, I would charge to get to you. That's the truth. So I have a crush on you that's freaking me out. Feelings that I don't know what, don't know what to do about. I'm still telling the truth. I'm very fun of you. Why don't I don't lose my mind and say something unknown? You and be true. If I was an elephant, you could get on my back and I would take you to Kathmandu. If I was a bee, I would gather all the honey and give it to you. So can I give you a hug and show you how I feel? Feeling so real. So please tell me, how does that make you feel? Do you think my feelings are real? And I would pet and cuddle you. If I was a bowl of sugar, I would never be as sweet as you. So please tell me how does that make you feel? You think my feelings are real? I'm just telling the truth, I'm very fun of you. I want my goals, my mind said something uncool. I'm just telling the truth out there. I hope I don't lose my mind and say something uncle. I love you and be true. I'm just telling the truth of everyone. I hope I can lose my mind and say something uncool. The beating of my heart, the creaking of a tree, the undleet like a sun, or the chant of a monk when a new day's begun. Love, love, can you the sound it makes? It either lifts you up or your heart is breaking. Love, love, taking the sound. Fill in your heart, like when the morning breaks. A song that only the love can make. My soul needs a song. A song that only the love can make If love made a sound and I wasn't there, would my heart hear it? Would I really care? Would the sound be so nice? It'll make me cry. A sound so light, a sound so real, yeah. You can hear love sounds if you dare The hum of the light when you want to withe. The sound of your soul crying and one more. The sound when love has found your heart and so much more. A song that only look and made. Song that only love can make. My soul needs a song, a song that only love can make. My soul needs the sun, a song that only love can make. My soul needs the song, a song that only love can make us. It's sad song. I march on, I keep walking. I walk all night, I hear the morning calling. The sun goes down, make the floor. The stars come up, say hello, and the wake from the tree, they start saying I shake that off like dusk turning into night. Orange, red lights blew the sky look so beautiful, but makes me wanna sigh. Vibrant colors turn to black. Now it's up to me, with good thoughts of the future, to pick up a slack. Why does the day have to end? Why does the sun have to go down and the birds quiet again? When light disappears, it's like losing a friend. It's time to mourn the passing day and pray for good things to come again. The stars come up, say hello to the night. Then awake from the dream, things don't say right. Things don't say right. I shake that off like dust turning into night. Dust turns into night. The light comes up, got to make things right. Dust turns into night. The light comes up, got to make things right. Here comes dawn, here comes the light, here comes dawn, got to make things right. Here comes dawn, here comes the light, here comes dawn, got to make, got to make things right. Come back next Wednesday for more new music. TraceBurrows Music.com. Thank you for listening.