Chugging acoustic, dark lyrical content, a Neil Young-like one-note (nearly) solo.
Joel Beaupre solo effort: words, music, recording.
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the relationship described was lived actually
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How can I begin when there's so much icy silence between us? Someone's got to say something soon or I think I might snap and become just an empty shell who can't feel anything anymore. Lost inside the great divide between you and I. These tears burn babe, burn so bad. And I'm choking them back, and they're building inside. And this place is cold. And my tears are burning - makes me want to burn this whole place down. Lost inside the great divide between you and I.
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