Name: Old 97's - Longer Than You've Been Alive by ATO Records in Only the best
Duration: 5 min 52 s
Description: From the forthcoming album 'Most Messed Up' out 4/29/14

Heard this on Comedy Bang Bang...good stuff.

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From the forthcoming album 'Most Messed Up' out 4/29/14

Old 97's - Longer Than You've Been Alive

It was 2014 when I heard Cyra's beautiful vocal stem. Cyra posted her stem asking for guitarists/cellists to make additions a year earlier. Many musicians created their version and most are likely to be found by using the 'search' button, type:  Angst Cyra Morgan.
 
In my interpretation of the song I intended to stay close to the Cyra's original version with guitar. I played my Canadian steel string guitar together with a Fender bass guitar and telecaster slide in the second part. Guys enjoy this new version of a wonderful song written by https://soundcloud.com/cyramorgan

YouTube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yKqhdh_LZtk (not an original upload, but still)
and a video with this music https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gbT1A9OYsqY
Another wonderful intimate song and video by Cyra Morgan https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kOoVONNwVKc

LYRICS

I blink my weary eyes
beyond the darkened sky
the brilliant sun arises 
and hope, it grows in size
that today is gonna be
the day I finally feel the light
with angst at fever pitch
patience is a bitch
in a sticky situation
but somehow
some way I’ll find my feet find my way out
hold on, hold on
feels like forever
but it can’t be that long
now hold on, hold on
oh I can’t help believing
can’t help but keep singing my song
it’s too much to contain
the fear of all the change
the playing of the games
there are no words to explain
the guilt and all the shame
anger and the blame
but somehow, some way
I’ll find my feet find my way out

hold on, hold on
feels like forever
but it can’t be that long
now hold on, hold on
oh I can’t help believing
can’t help but keep singing my song
I thank God for those depending on me
sparkling eyes that keep me going
sun that rises every morning
the laugh that comes without a warning
pendulum will swing God-willing
warming up this cold bone chilling 
place of late where I’ve been dwelling
where giving up feels so compelling
and it calls, it calls
even the good one’s fall
it calls, it calls
even the good ones fall
hold on, hold on
feels like forever
but it can’t be that long
now hold on, hold on
oh I can’t help believing
can help but keep singing 
I can't help believing
I can't help keep singing my song

(song by Cyra Morgan)

Old 97's - Longer Than You've Been Alive

ATO Records

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