Master Number: 10359

Title: ANA10359 Jar Of Wine

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Date Of Creation: 2015-02-24

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Public: Yes

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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


Versions:
  1. Vocal
    Albums:
    • Rookie in the Ring - EP (#2)
    Audio Files:
    • 128k MP3
      Server Location: /home/railsapp/anacrusissongs.com/production/releases/20190430205526/ana.10359.1.128k.mp3
    • 320k MP3
      Server Location: /home/railsapp/anacrusissongs.com/production/releases/20190430205526/ana.10359.1.320k.mp3
    • AIF
      Server Location: /home/railsapp/anacrusissongs.com/production/releases/20190430205526/ana.10359.1.aif
    Audio Received: Yes
  2. Instrumental
    Audio Files:
    • 128k MP3
      Server Location: /home/railsapp/anacrusissongs.com/production/releases/20190430205526/ana.10359.2.128k.mp3
    • 320k MP3
      Server Location: /home/railsapp/anacrusissongs.com/production/releases/20190430205526/ana.10359.2.320k.mp3
    • AIF
      Server Location: /home/railsapp/anacrusissongs.com/production/releases/20190430205526/ana.10359.2.aif
    Audio Received: Yes

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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