"Until They're Gone" genre: Folk Rock
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	Surrealistic cowboy feel My personal favorite song I've written
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	Story Behind the Song UNTIL THEY'RE GONE I WROTE THIS AS A SORT OF LAMENT ON ONE OF MY LATE NIGHT/EARLY MORNING WALKS (OF WHICH I'M IN THE HABIT OF DOING QUITE OFTEN). I HAD BEEN REMINISCING AT HOW I MISSED TAKING THESE WALKS WITH TWO DIFFERENT FRIENDS OF MINE ON NUMEROUS OCCASIONS.THE WALKS WITH DAVE WERE USUALLY FILLED WITH WONDEROUS CONVERSATION ABOUT MUSIC AND OUR HOPES FOR THE FUTURE (THUS THE PHRASES "MIDNIGHT AIR, WITH CAFE FARE, SPENT SIFTING THROUGH THE SECRETS OF OUR SOULS" & "THE HOPES WE GAVE TOMMORROW HAVE FADED INTO GREY").THE WALKS WITH GARY WERE SPENT WITH A BIT MORE ADVENTURE. DOING THINGS SUCH AS RIDING TRICYCLES DOWN EAST CAPITOL BLVD, AT UNUSUALLY FAST SPEEDS. OR, RIDING TEN SPEEDS DOWN CANYON ROADS (WITHOUT LIGHTS) WHILE OPTING NOT TO USE BRAKES. MY PERSONAL FAVORITE WAS MAKING ASCENTS TO THE ROOFTOPS OF MANY OF THE MAJOR BUILDINGS DOWNTOWN... MOSTLY WITHOUT THE USE OF LADDERS OR STAIRWAYS. THUS THE PHRASES "SLEEPLESS HOURS, THROUGH THE TOWERS, WITH THE SHIMMERING OF CITY STREETS BELOW". BUT, AS TIME DRIFTS ON SO DID BOTH OF THESE FRIENDS. DAVE LIVES OUTSIDE OF SEATTLE AND GARY IS IN COLORADO SPRINGS. OCCASIONALLY WE GET TOGETHER BUT OUR LIVES HAVE BECOME SEPARATE. Lyrics UNTIL THEY'RE GONE Words/Music DAVID G.HAHN STARLIT NIGHTS, THROUGH PALE BLUE LIGHT FROM THE LAMPPOSTS LINING ROADS THAT LED US HOME A COOL BREEZE BLOWS, A MOONLIT GLOW REFLECTING THROUGH THE TREES NOW ICED WITH SNOW IT'S LIKE A THOUSAND MILES AWAY NO ROADS LEFT BETWEEN US, NO WORDS ARE LEFT TO SAY IT'S LIKE A THOUSAND MILES AWAY PHOTOGRAPHS AND MEMORIES, ON PAGES LEFT TO FADE ...UNTIL THEY'RE GONE SLEEPLESS HOURS, THROUGH THE TOWERS THE SHIMMERING OF CITY STREETS BELOW MIDNIGHT AIR, WITH CAFE FARE SPENT SIFTING THROUGH THE SECRETS OF OUR SOULS IT'S LIKE A THOUSAND MILES AWAY THE HOPES WE GAVE TOMORROW, ARE FADING INTO GREY IT'S LIKE A THOUSAND MILES AWAY OLD GUITARS AND PHONOGRAPHS, ARE ALL THAT STILL REMAINS ...UNTIL THEY'RE GONE MIDNIGHT STILL REMINDS ME OF YOU HOW THE MOONLIGHT DANCES OFF THE STREETS IN HAUNTING SHADES OF BLUE STILL THE DAY BREAKS IN AND FADES MY THOUGHTS OF YOU, AND THINGS WE'VE DONE ...UNTIL THEY'RE GONE INSTRUMENTAL VERSE… IT'S LIKE A THOUSAND MILES AWAY NO ROADS LEFT BETWEEN US, NO WORDS ARE LEFT TO SAY IT'S LIKE A THOUSAND MILES AWAY JUST PHOTOGRAPHS AND MEMORIES, ON PAGES LEFT TO FADE ...UNTIL THEY'RE GONE MIDNIGHT STILL REMINDS ME OF YOU HOW THE MOONLIGHT DANCES OFF THE STREETS IN HAUNTING SHADES OF BLUE STILL THE DAY BREAKS IN AND FADES MY THOUGHTS OF YOU AND THINGS WE'VE DONE UNTIL THEY'RE GONE Copyright 1994 DAVID G. AND THERESA A. R. HAHN as PHISHE PHOODE PHONOS

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