MP3 patrick murphy - Segments
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Progressive Rock
10 MP3 Songs
ROCK: Progressive Rock, CLASSICAL: Orchestral
Details:
Then, after the rain, we awoke to find new sights of day. Some of which caught our eye. Most of which were ignored. The light had been broken into segments. And we squinted to see what lay ahead. It was hard at times. Certainty had been left behind. But we had new rituals. And all was borne upon the shoulders of alien ideals. We seemed to be a long way from home. But no matter.
So in the longer run of approaching that which we were looking for, we fell prey to the oldest of sleights of hand, tricks of the eye. And the mirage led us into a new world of shattered light. Somewhat amiss and slightly offshore, we carried on until dawn. When the junipers and ash and aspens had all but left us counting the more severe regrets of our existence.
Only after the alarm of voices had caught our attention, did we realise. The ship, indeed, was on fire.
10 MP3 Songs
ROCK: Progressive Rock, CLASSICAL: Orchestral
Details:
Then, after the rain, we awoke to find new sights of day. Some of which caught our eye. Most of which were ignored. The light had been broken into segments. And we squinted to see what lay ahead. It was hard at times. Certainty had been left behind. But we had new rituals. And all was borne upon the shoulders of alien ideals. We seemed to be a long way from home. But no matter.
So in the longer run of approaching that which we were looking for, we fell prey to the oldest of sleights of hand, tricks of the eye. And the mirage led us into a new world of shattered light. Somewhat amiss and slightly offshore, we carried on until dawn. When the junipers and ash and aspens had all but left us counting the more severe regrets of our existence.
Only after the alarm of voices had caught our attention, did we realise. The ship, indeed, was on fire.
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