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Eclipse Reboot
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Progressive Rock. Little louder, little harder, little more Schumacher, and title track of the new upcoming album. Song was too long for Soundclick. Leave a comment about the song on our board, and we will email you the full version for free.
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Schumacher's progressive music styles - Progressive, Celtic, Acoustic.
Schumacher's music embraces a wide range of musical styles - a true blend of Progressive Rock, Celtic, and classical music arrangements. We try to make people feel, to capture and reflect emotion, and help others as their lives are touched by both good and bad. Our success is not our sales, but the comments listeners leave about how a song touched their hearts. Check out "The Snake in the Grass" or "The Buffalo Dance" for a snapshot of the band's acoustic-progressive work.
Song Info
Genre
Rock • Progressive Rock
Charts
Peak #279
Peak in subgenre #38
Author
Schumacher
Rights
(c) Schumacher, 2012
Uploaded
September 18, 2012
Track Files
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MP3 5.8 MB • 160 kbps • 5:27
Story behind the song
Sometimes life challenges you to take stock in what you have, and realize that what you are good at is not what you enjoy. And at the eclipse of this experience comes the realization that a hard reset is necessary to develop the courage to do what you love. Eclipse Reboot.
Lyrics
I can't hear you, I can't see you, but somehow you're spinning in my head Try another frequency, my love. I can't hear you, I can't touch you. But I sense you spinning in my head, babe. Try another frequency, my love. Rising undertow wash the pain right from my soul Lurk in constant grind, the things I long to leave behind And they beckon louder as my guardian falls, slipping swiftly past the confines of my conscience's scrawls I can't hear you, I can't touch you. Where are you spinning in my head, babe. Try another frequency, my love. But I see you, Reach out to you, and your face drives me right around the tracks now. Try another frequency, my love. Switching channel 2.4.3.1 Aimless wandering, Pointless pondering, oh, the landmarks on this path. Rising undertow, wash the shame right from my soul, from my soul bleach my stained desires so I can conceal what is really me all my carefully framed excuses forming comfortable recluses set me free.
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