Master Number: 11064
Title: ANA11064 No Land Left in Hollywood
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Date Of Creation: 2019-11-04
Active: Yes
Public: Yes
Composers:
- Allan Cuva (SESAC) - 23.60%
- Nicholas Johnston (SESAC) - 76.40%
Publishers:
- Mama Bear Publishing (SESAC) - 76.40%
- Allan Cuva Publishing (SESAC) - 23.60%
App Owner's Share: %
Genres:
acoustic, alternative, atmospheric, ballad, and indie
Keywords:
brokenhearted, compelling, emotional, ethereal, floating, melancholy, pensive, pulsing, sensitive, sentimental, soaring, and tranquil
Lyrical Themes:
anguish, death, depression, despair, emotional pain, losing faith, loss/grief, sadness, solitude, struggle, sympathy, and time
Similar Artists:
Bon Iver, Elliot Smith, Lou Reed, Nick Drake, Novo Amor, Sufjan Stevens, Tall Heights, Tallest Man On Earth, and Wilco
Tempo:
Slow
Vocal Type:
male
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Vocal
Albums:- The Pressure Kids vol. 2 (#6)
- No Land Left in Hollywood - Single (#1)
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Instrumental
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Description: Slow, acoustic piano ballad about the passing of time and the emotional pain that builds musically and swells as it moves. Simple and soft but impactful and pensive. BPM - 61
Lyrics: We got caught up in a reverie, didn’t we? We thought no one was looking for us I can’t write another elegy, Ellen, please Just have another cigarette. Marianne was playing dead on the other side of the bed She lost a tussle with the sunshine. I was feeling kinda hollowed out watching her chase it down And you were singing like you’d already won. Ellen, please Sing it back to me? This will not set you free, You cannot hold it… We lost another summertime waiting for the wind to die You were painting pictures of the harbor town You dressed me up in pink and blue, didn’t you? You said you only stole it but you broke it too. Ellen, please Sing it back to me? This will not set you free, You cannot hold it… We’ll sink like stone, Like everyone we know You cannot be alone If you let me hold it We got caught up in a reverie, didn’t we?
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