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“AN EPITAPH FOR LOVE” by Jason Peri (song page, archived)

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Song: AN EPITAPH FOR LOVE
Artist: Jason Peri
Genres: Blues Rock, Progressive Rock, Unassigned Genre
Captured: December 16, 2000 (2 captures)

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AN EPITAPH FOR LOVE

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  PRIM. GENRE : [ Blues Rock ]
  SEC. GENRE : [ Progressive Rock ]
  ADD. GENRE : [ Unassigned Genre ]

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Slow and heavy guitar-screaming love song.

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Lyrics

Child-like but grown and wise Challenged by a past of lies It's a broken line of a pure design And it wants to be alive Opened as a box of light Blinding as an oversight It's a simple thought and it must be sought As it struggles to survive But who knows you for who you are Well I think you know it's me My devotion holds the key And I always felt I knew That someday you'd see me through Surrounded by a sea of fear Holding back from something dear It's a battle cry that may not ask why And it's much too close to home Clinging on to one last dream Swallowing the final scream Taking not a ride but a look inside For a better place to roam But who knows you for who you are Well I think you know it's me My devotion holds the key And I always felt I knew That someday you'd see me through Oh where is time And when does life reach prime When's the time to tell When's the time to sell When's the time for hell to set us free But who knows you for who you are Well I think you know it's me My devotion holds the key And I always felt I knew That someday you'd see me through Yes I always felt I knew That someday you'd see me through Though the bond is now in half There must be no epitaph for love

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