A simple song about looking towards a brighter tomorrow by surviving today's plight. Listen to the song on SoundCloud below
Song Lyrics:
One Fine Day
We will wake up in a world
where there is peace all around
until then we will try
not to get involved in this war
One Fine Day
we will call upon our friends
to share our fear and joy
until then we will keep to ourselves
Alive
through these troubled times
One Fine Day
One Fine Day
One Fine Day
One Fine Day
One Fine day
We will have our own children
and care for them
with all the love in the world
until then
we will live for the time
when there is no
hatred in this town
One Fine Day
One Fine Day
One Fine Day
One Fine Day
One Fine Day
we will get up
On the bed of our dreams
and stare at the Sun, carefree
to live.
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I am a career technologist, aspiring singer/songwriter + music composer. That should summarize my life as it stands now! I am as underground and independent artists as they come and proud to be one. While I don’t have a great voice, I make it up with passion and commitment to write lyrics, compose music(well, try), and master them. What started as a curiosity-driven hobby two years ago has become a passion today.
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