Biography:
It was Ian Brown who said, “It’s not where you’re from, it’s where you’re at.” But he said that after he’d already made it. What he didn’t realise is that for most people, they don’t make it out at all, and for those who do, what really leaves the impression is the journey.
This is what Morning Parade have discovered. And for starters, Morning Parade are Steve Sparrow (vocals/guitar), Chad Thomas (guitar), Phil Titus (bass), Ben Giddings (synth) and Andy Hayes (drums), from Harlow, Essex, UK, fromed in 2007.
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Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
Morning Parade – reality dream
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Wound so tightly On the window sill
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Bending backwards and then backwards again Chasing tails
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Round and round Until // the party's over And we've emptied out the well
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We stop believing the lies we tell ourselves
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And no more building prisons in our heads
So no more "someday" no lottery or fame No more fake smiling
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No more flat champagne No more thinking I won a race I wish I'd lost
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Bound by the wrists We tell ourselves we'll get over this
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Head in the sand We were busy making plans
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So no more MTV or magazines I start living my own reality dream
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I wanna see it I wanna be it I wanna taste it all
Ref 2x
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Cause' all we want is to give our hearts to someone else
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Love that is everlasting the kind of love Hollywood sells
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And the happy ending? Well it's all we really ask
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Don't spend your life pretending your happy end already passed.
F#
Wound so tightly On the window sill
H
Bending backwards and then backwards again Chasing tails
F#
Round and round Until // the party's over And we've emptied out the well
H
We stop believing the lies we tell ourselves
F#
And no more building prisons in our heads
So no more "someday" no lottery or fame No more fake smiling
H F#
No more flat champagne No more thinking I won a race I wish I'd lost
Ref:
F# D#m H F#
Bound by the wrists We tell ourselves we'll get over this
F# D#m H F#
Head in the sand We were busy making plans
F# H F# H
So no more MTV or magazines I start living my own reality dream
F# H F#
I wanna see it I wanna be it I wanna taste it all
Ref 2x
F# H
Cause' all we want is to give our hearts to someone else
F#
Love that is everlasting the kind of love Hollywood sells
H
And the happy ending? Well it's all we really ask
F#
Don't spend your life pretending your happy end already passed.
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