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Matte Black (Theme Song)
Written by: Madison Gerish
Acoustic Guitar: Daniel Skinner
Acoustic Guitar / Vocals: Madison Gerish
Lyrics
If you follow me down every black hole,
I promise we'll end up with nothing to show,
But there'll be dancing and strings,
And an engine that sings,
Runs on self reliance and burning hot coals
I need an existential, influential , free thinking mind,
Who can fly me round the universe for hours at a time,
Who's unsure, but sensitive and knows where he stands,
Accepts that everything dies,
Before you do the dance
A dark matter band
A dark matter band
A dark
A Yankee Schooley mountain man from the hills of the northern sky,
Wondered how he should live his life, and what it means to die
That clergy man said don't you worry your mortal head,
Just like Jesus Christ we'll all rise from the dead
Hallelujah praise the lord! Wouldn't that be nice?
But the absurd and the darkness never close their eyes.
And that young mountain man saw through those fearful lies,
And wrote songs about the cosmos and the injustices of life
With a fire in his belly and a hat upon his head,
He called on his intrepid traveling friends
They picked on songs of freedom, wailed on songs of change,
And they sang about the glory of the end
Ashes to ashes, cash to cash,
Bring out the man in black
For the forgotten and the old,
And all them stories never told
Bring out the man in black
As bold as a Red Wing Black Bird that haunts the meadow land marsh,
Wandered this wild wide country on every cat tail in every bar
Plays for everyone and no one,
With tears rolling down his face
The Garden is starting to look more and more life space
Sometimes he fought like and won,
The oldest of 3 sons,
He lived for the exception and the exception's what he was
But you can't stop time,
And everything dies
Ashes to ashes, cash to cash,
Bring out the man in black
For that ever hovering death,
And so much doesn't make sense so,
Bring out the man in black
Everyone's a hypocrite,
And god don't give a shit
I'm at my best,
When I'm at my saddest
The dance is uncertain and it's fast,
And nothing's so much more than that,
So bring out...
If you follow me down every black hole,
I promise we'll end up with nothing to show,
But there'll be dancing and strings,
And an engine that sings,
Runs on self reliance and burning hot coals
I need an existential, influential , free thinking mind,
Who can fly me round the universe for hours at a time,
Who's unsure, but sensitive and knows where he stands,
Accepts that everything dies,
Before you do the dance
A dark matter band
A dark matter band
A dark matter band
- Genre
- Gothic Americana