I'll Be Here Awhile - Demo w/ vox
I'll be here a while, ain't going nowhere.
I'll be here a while, ain't going nowhere.
I'll be here a while, ain't going nowhere.
I'll be here a while.
Far is solace in the maddening pace,
sad state written on my face.
Not a tight rope walk but dance, (whoa whoa)
uncertain game of chance, (whoa whoa)
but I'll see it through in time.
I'll be here a while, ain't going nowhere.
I'll be here a while, ain't going nowhere.
I'll be here a while, ain't going nowhere.
I'll be here a while.
And if a person place or thing can deliver I would quiver with delight.
Tempted by the hand that could blind my vision and sight.
But at twenty years of age, (whoa whoa)
in frolic and in rage, (whoa whoa)
I will see it through in time.
I'll be here a while, ain't going nowhere.
I'll be here a while, ain't going nowhere.
I'll be here a while, ain't going nowhere.
I'll be here a while
But the dawn has come into the endless night.
And everything, is going to be alright.
But at thirty years of age, (whoa whoa)
through frolic and in rage, (whoa whoa)
all regressed and healed in time.
I'll be here a while, ain't going nowhere
said I, said I, said I, I will survive.
I'll be here a while, ain't going nowhere.
I'll be here a while, ain't going nowhere.
I'll be here a while.
Far is solace in the maddening pace,
sad state written on my face.
Not a tight rope walk but dance, (whoa whoa)
uncertain game of chance, (whoa whoa)
but I'll see it through in time.
I'll be here a while, ain't going nowhere.
I'll be here a while, ain't going nowhere.
I'll be here a while, ain't going nowhere.
I'll be here a while.
And if a person place or thing can deliver I would quiver with delight.
Tempted by the hand that could blind my vision and sight.
But at twenty years of age, (whoa whoa)
in frolic and in rage, (whoa whoa)
I will see it through in time.
I'll be here a while, ain't going nowhere.
I'll be here a while, ain't going nowhere.
I'll be here a while, ain't going nowhere.
I'll be here a while
But the dawn has come into the endless night.
And everything, is going to be alright.
But at thirty years of age, (whoa whoa)
through frolic and in rage, (whoa whoa)
all regressed and healed in time.
I'll be here a while, ain't going nowhere
said I, said I, said I, I will survive.
Credits
Writer(s): Douglas Vincent Martinez, Nicholas Hexum
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