Biography:
Dorean Lives, born of a tragic loss, is the return of a music that moves you. Started by singer Logan Freeman as journey of redemption, Dorean Lives evolved into an edgy, hard hitting testimant to how rock should be, timeless. The soaring hooks, huge guitars and fist pumping drums ignite the live shows, pushing the crowd beyond an every day rock n' roll concert into a must see and intimate musical experience. Reviving rock from the grave, let it be known...Dorean Lives.
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INTRO
Am G F G
VERSE 1
Am G F G
As I lay beneath this broken dead tree, she reminds me through song
Am G F G
Nothing pure to celebrate, broken pedals fill my head, like a dead symphony
Am G F G
Pile on, pile on, but nothing but the beat of her heart, in my head
PRE-CHORUS
Am G
I should be fine, the sun's so bright, looks so perfect from below
F G
But it's cold, and I'm told, that I'm no good without my muse (it's the)
CHORUS
Am G F
Sound of her voice, the sound of her voice
G
That could clear my head, why clear my head it was, such a sweet noise
Am G F
The sound of her voice, the sound of her voice
G
That could clear my head, why clear my head it was, such a sweet noise
VERSE 2
Am G
I bury myself in hopes that what's left survives
F G
But nothing, survives these great divides
PRE-CHORUS
Am G
I should be fine, the sun's so bright, looks so perfect from below
F G
But it's cold, and I'm told, that I'm no good without my muse (it's the)
CHORUS
Am G F
Sound of her voice, the sound of her voice
G
That could clear my head, why clear my head it was, such a sweet noise
Am G F
The sound of her voice, the sound of her voice
G
That could clear my head, why clear my head it was, such a sweet noise
BRIDGE
Am F
Nothing matters, it does no good at home
Am F
Nothing matters, if there is no whisper
Am F G
And God I try, and I try, so hard to hear
Am F G
The echo of the sun, that heart was on the go
CHORUS
Am G F
Sound of her voice, the sound of her voice
G
That could clear my head, why clear my head it was, such a sweet noise
Am G F
The sound of her voice, the sound of her voice
G
That could clear my head, why clear my head it was, such a sweet noise
CODA
Am G F
The sound, the sound, that cleared my head,
G Am
That cleared my head it was, such a sweet noise
Am G F
The sound, the sound, that cleared my head,
G Am
That cleared my head it was, such a sweet noise
Am G F G
VERSE 1
Am G F G
As I lay beneath this broken dead tree, she reminds me through song
Am G F G
Nothing pure to celebrate, broken pedals fill my head, like a dead symphony
Am G F G
Pile on, pile on, but nothing but the beat of her heart, in my head
PRE-CHORUS
Am G
I should be fine, the sun's so bright, looks so perfect from below
F G
But it's cold, and I'm told, that I'm no good without my muse (it's the)
CHORUS
Am G F
Sound of her voice, the sound of her voice
G
That could clear my head, why clear my head it was, such a sweet noise
Am G F
The sound of her voice, the sound of her voice
G
That could clear my head, why clear my head it was, such a sweet noise
VERSE 2
Am G
I bury myself in hopes that what's left survives
F G
But nothing, survives these great divides
PRE-CHORUS
Am G
I should be fine, the sun's so bright, looks so perfect from below
F G
But it's cold, and I'm told, that I'm no good without my muse (it's the)
CHORUS
Am G F
Sound of her voice, the sound of her voice
G
That could clear my head, why clear my head it was, such a sweet noise
Am G F
The sound of her voice, the sound of her voice
G
That could clear my head, why clear my head it was, such a sweet noise
BRIDGE
Am F
Nothing matters, it does no good at home
Am F
Nothing matters, if there is no whisper
Am F G
And God I try, and I try, so hard to hear
Am F G
The echo of the sun, that heart was on the go
CHORUS
Am G F
Sound of her voice, the sound of her voice
G
That could clear my head, why clear my head it was, such a sweet noise
Am G F
The sound of her voice, the sound of her voice
G
That could clear my head, why clear my head it was, such a sweet noise
CODA
Am G F
The sound, the sound, that cleared my head,
G Am
That cleared my head it was, such a sweet noise
Am G F
The sound, the sound, that cleared my head,
G Am
That cleared my head it was, such a sweet noise
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Dorians
Doris
Doris & Kelley
Doris Dragovic
Doro
Dorotea Mele
Dorothee
Dorothy F. Gurne (...)
Dorothy Love Coa (...)