Master Number: 10359
Title: ANA10359 Jar Of Wine
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Date Of Creation: 2015-02-24
Active: Yes
Public: Yes
Composers:
- Hanna Walters (BMI) - 100%
Publishers:
- Anacrusis Sync (BMI) - 100%
App Owner's Share: %
Genres:
atmospheric, folk, and singer-songwriter
Keywords:
bright, enchanting, folk, gentle, graceful, reflective, smooth, soul, strong, sullen, and uneasy
Lyrical Themes:
alcohol, betrayal, confusion, emptiness, escape, life on the road, misery, moving on, reflection, self destruction, the past, and winter
Similar Artists:
Ingrid Michaelson and Sara Bareilles
Tempo:
Midtempo
Vocal Type:
female
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Vocal
Albums:- Rookie in the Ring - EP (#2)
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Instrumental
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Description: Knowing someone is not good for you, but, against better judgement, you still find yourself thinking about them.
Lyrics: you get under my skin like a splinter you know your fingertips could ruin me you make me shiver like the dead of winter you push me up from the bottom of the sea and now I'm shriveled up inside my skin what once was new is now worn in im traveling down this road alone my only friend's a skipping stone my only friends a skipping stone take this burden from my mind replace it with a jar of wine wrap it up in sheets of white and toss it far into the night into the night virginia's never been so cold the air is biting at my tongue the birds have put away their song the mountains never seemed so small the mountains never seemed so small take this burden from my mind replace it with a jar of wine wrap it up in sheets of white and toss it far into the night into the night i'm swinging, swinging through the days there are pictures passing by my gaze i'm breathing, breathing audibly but i don't hear a sound coming from me i don't hear a sound coming from me take this burden from my mind replace it with a jar of wine wrap it up in sheets of white and toss it far into the night into the night oh, oh, oh
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Created by: Liz Rogers
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