Story Behind The Song
We are all under the wrong impression of what the world really is and is not.
Song Description
Moody acoustic guitar piece with real violn's. Jana from the group Simply Jane is doing the (female vocals). This is a dramatic type feel steady and very moving vocals. I wrote it for the state the world is in to today, life-less and sheep following she
Song Length |
5:30 |
Genre |
Folk - Contemporary, Unique - Soundtracks |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
Mood |
Nonviolent, Troubled |
Subject |
Life, Existence |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
Emptynessineyes
Written & Performed by Banford Steven Hill Copyright 2006 library of Congress Register of Copyrights.
BMI writer under Banford Steven Hill #155663 CAE#72868543 (Jana Davis, female vocal)
Intro
Verse
Without compassion No more love and passion
We're so out of fashion Emptyness in slik
Without growing No one would be glowing
There would be no showing Empty is the end
Without caring No one would be sharing There would just be staring
Chorus
Emptynessineyes eyes eyes eyes Emptynessineyes eyes eyes eyes
Emptynessineyes
Lead
Verse
Without hoping All we are is coping
Just faithless emoting A carnival of tears
Without silence All we have is violence
Rabbits in a fence Empty out the mind
Without learning All we are is burning
Endless flow of yearning
Chorus
Emptynessineyes eyes eyes eyes Emptynessineyes eyes eyes eyes
Emptynessineyes
Lead
Verse
Without touching We are only rusting
Constantly crushing Who we really are
Without religion No more carrier pigeon
Now it's our decision To look and find the truth
Without a story Warriors without glory
Put alitlle more read In a Nobel life
Without loving All we are is shoving
What we should be loving
Chorus
Emptynessineyes eyes eyes eyes Emptynessineyes eyes eyes eyes
Emptynessineyes
Emptynessineyes eyes eyes eyes Emptynessineyes eyes eyes eyes
Emptynessineyes
Lead out
Extra Verses
Without stopping A mindfull of flopping
Keep the insects shopping Emptyness in look
There's to much missing Here the snake is hissing
Give a little listen Heal the wounded soul