Long Suffering

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"Music as an art form is essentially playful.
 We say we "play" the piano. You don't "work" the piano.
 When you travel you are trying to get somewhere.
 So you eliminate the distance and you eliminate the journey.
 Part of the journey is to travel, not to obliterate travel"
 We treated dreams like cell reception
 So we held them to the sky
 And I know that you can't fly from here
 But I can find you there if I try
 I want to hold you
 I want to console you
 And I'll be beside you
 I will supply you
 Sparing my last drops again
 You are always half empty in the end
 If I just paint the walls and light some incense
 I can manifest the bottom into the top again
 Is that what la la la long-suffering is?
 Is that where I suffer a long time?
 I want to hold you
 I want to console you
 And I'll be beside you
 I will supply you
 If we can learn that we can turn our coffin into a ghost
 And our bodies to telescopes
 Then we can see everything from there
 Oh, and I fall apart
 I wanna hold you
 Oh, and I fall apart
 I want to console you
 Oh, and I fall apart
 Oh, and I fall apart
 "In music though, one doesn't make the end of the composition the
 Point of the composition.
 If that were so the best conductors would be those who played fastest.
 We thought of life by an analogy with a journey.
 With a pilgrimage which had a serious purpose at the end.
 And the thing was to get to that end.
 But we missed the point all along. It was a musical thing.
 We were supposed to sing or dance while the music was being played"
 

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Song Details

Duration
04:25
Key
11
Tempo
62 BPM

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