Will I Remember Tomorrow - 02/10/20 09:01 PM
Will I Remember Tomorrow?
No story. No glory. Just a song.
Real Tracks:
RT1119 Guitar, 12-String Acoustic, Strumming
RT543 Guitar, Electric, Rhythm Dreamy
RT408 Guitar, Resonator, Background Allis
RT1267 Synth Pad, PopShining
RT2667 Pedal Steel, Background DreamySingleNote
RT2266 Synth, BellPad, Rhythm 80sPopMelodic
RT3458 Bass, Electric, AmericanaPop8thsSteve
RealDrums-PopAmerican
I used a few royalty-free loops in the soundscape at the end.
Lyrics:
It’s a long way to Monday without you
White walls and wailing, I won’t make it through
Is there any love left that I could borrow?
I won’t forget you; will I remember tomorrow?
Night watered breezes tangled through your hair
Who’s running their fingers when I’m not there
Is there any love left that I could borrow?
I won’t forget you; will I remember tomorrow?
Morphine kisses
Stitches with misses
Infectious calumny
Lay your hands on me
Your jazzy rhythm walk keeps repeating
Last night I felt my heart stop its beating
Is there any love left that I could borrow?
I won’t forget you; will I remember tomorrow?
No story. No glory. Just a song.
Real Tracks:
RT1119 Guitar, 12-String Acoustic, Strumming
RT543 Guitar, Electric, Rhythm Dreamy
RT408 Guitar, Resonator, Background Allis
RT1267 Synth Pad, PopShining
RT2667 Pedal Steel, Background DreamySingleNote
RT2266 Synth, BellPad, Rhythm 80sPopMelodic
RT3458 Bass, Electric, AmericanaPop8thsSteve
RealDrums-PopAmerican
I used a few royalty-free loops in the soundscape at the end.
Lyrics:
It’s a long way to Monday without you
White walls and wailing, I won’t make it through
Is there any love left that I could borrow?
I won’t forget you; will I remember tomorrow?
Night watered breezes tangled through your hair
Who’s running their fingers when I’m not there
Is there any love left that I could borrow?
I won’t forget you; will I remember tomorrow?
Morphine kisses
Stitches with misses
Infectious calumny
Lay your hands on me
Your jazzy rhythm walk keeps repeating
Last night I felt my heart stop its beating
Is there any love left that I could borrow?
I won’t forget you; will I remember tomorrow?