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Track Summary Music Track Title: Dust On My Halo Catalog ID: 918279 ISRC: US5UL1845936 |
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Description: He's not perfect there's a little dust on his halo retrospective contemplative reflective bittersweet Jangly bright vibrant upbeat uptempo moving stirring stimulating optimistic outgoing questioning British pop rock great for internet radio corporate mall music phone hold music ringtones documentary |
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Social Media Link: https://www.audiosparx.com/sa/archive/Pop/Britpop/Dust-On-My-Halo/918279 |
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Artist or Group: Wicked Ear Candy |
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Keywords: stimulating swirling troubled rousing deep meaningful pulsating purposeful intense spirited attention grabbing toe tapping animated accepting anticipatory edgy radio edit live show concert restaurant pub bar night club casino lounge elevator music opening and closing credits soundtrack movie and television featured and background vocals fashion show soap opera infomercial advertising commercials |
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Music Genre > Subgenre Pop Music Britpop |
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Extended Properties Duration: 4:00 Tempo: Medium BPM: 127 |
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Arrangement: Band / Ensemble Instruments: Guitar, Drums, Bass, Electric Guitar, Keyboard, Tenor Voice Vocal Mix: Male Vocals Language: English |
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Moods: Accepting, Animated, Anticipating, Anxious, Apprehensive, Bittersweet, Bouncy, Bright, Contemplative, Disillusioned, Emotional, Intense, Lively, Menacing, Restless, Rhythmic, Rousing, Spirited, Stirring, Vibrant |
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Styles: Action Adventure, Commercial / Promo, Documentary, Drama / Mature, Film Vocal, Phone On-Hold, Radio Production, Section / Credits, Soap Opera, TV Vocal |
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Lyrical Topics: Emotions, Life, Praying, God, Philosophical |
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Lyrics
There’s a lifeline that follows me right down the centuries
And burns like a quasar within me. If you could see into my soul, There’s a darkness that shines through the dust on my halo. I’m trying to learn how to say "no". Oh, you can see into my soul. But oh my God! Lord of all mercy, why would you desert me? There’s no reason for learning to think in a straight line. The pleasure and pain would be still mine if I could see into your soul, Where the truth goes finally fading away now, The light of the moon by the day now - If I could see into your soul. But oh my God! Lord of all mercy, why would you curse me? There’s dust on my halo. There’s dust on my halo. There’s a lifeline that follows me right down the centuries And burns like a quasar within me. If you could see into my soul, Where the truth goes - there’s nothing to see or to say now. We might as well all turn away now. Beware of the places we go. Oh. Come on. Oh, come on. There’s dust on my halo. There’s dust on my halo. |