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Titolo brano: SEARCHING Numero del brano: SFT 243 19.0 (Trackcode: SFT024319) Compositore: Rick Cassman, Michael Paxman
Interpreti: Rick Cassman, Michael Paxman EAN/GTIN: ISRC: ZA-II1-09-08857 Album: SONGS OF SUMMER Numero di Catalogo: 243 Etichetta: Strange Fruit Music - SFT codice LC: 20259
Interpreti: Rick Cassman, Michael Paxman EAN/GTIN: ISRC: ZA-II1-09-08857 Album: SONGS OF SUMMER Numero di Catalogo: 243 Etichetta: Strange Fruit Music - SFT codice LC: 20259
Deep, introspective song with pensive lyrics, pondering life, featuring warm guitars and a powerful percussive rhythm, a great underscore for a cinematic credit roll. 86 bpm
| Artists | Rick Cassman, Michael Paxman |
|---|---|
| Tempo | medio, 86 bpm |
| Featured instruments | Chitarra basso (feat.), Ottoni (feat.), Chitarra elettrica (feat.), Chitarra acustica (feat.), Percussioni/Tamburi (feat.), Percussioni/Tamburi (feat.), Archi (feat.), Vocale (feat.) |
| Formation | piccolo (2-10) |
| Sound | elettronico e acustico |
| Version | Versione principale |
| Duration | 3:47 |
| First release | 2020-04-17 |
| Release date | 2024-03-01 |
| ISRC | ZAII10908857 |
| Download file name | SFT024319_SEARCHING_SONOTON |
| GEMA Workcode | 25587030 |
Looking for Summer
Wind blows hard through tall trees
And leaves on small trees grow
Trying hard to tame and cultivate
And looking for a god unknown
Well Im looking out over the backyard
Of someone else's home
Some kind of sensory depravation
That only they have known
Method and accident
Method and accident
Well the main attraction
Has always been the same
When there's no room for improvement
Theres no escape from pain
Youre like an iron fist in a velvet glove
Youre pushing just a little too hard
To get all the things you're thinking of
Method and accident
Method and accident
Dont cover up
Dont cover up
Wind blows hard through tall trees
And leaves on small trees grow
Trying hard to tame and cultivate
And looking for a god unknown
Wind blows hard through tall trees
And leaves on small trees grow
Trying hard to tame and cultivate
And looking for a god unknown
Well Im looking out over the backyard
Of someone else's home
Some kind of sensory depravation
That only they have known
Method and accident
Method and accident
Well the main attraction
Has always been the same
When there's no room for improvement
Theres no escape from pain
Youre like an iron fist in a velvet glove
Youre pushing just a little too hard
To get all the things you're thinking of
Method and accident
Method and accident
Dont cover up
Dont cover up
Wind blows hard through tall trees
And leaves on small trees grow
Trying hard to tame and cultivate
And looking for a god unknown
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