Eppic and Tyler Ward - Home (Original Song) скачать видео бесплатно

Get this song on iTunes:

http://itunes.apple.com/us/album/forever-imperfect-ep/id435689075

Hard copies of my debut EP 'Forever Imperect':

http://www.eppic.bigcartel.com

Lyrics:

http://eppicinvasion.tumblr.com/lyrics

i know this video has been out for awhile on tyler's page, but i love this song alot that i wanted to bring it over to my page :)

Thank you Caleb for putting this video together:

http://www.youtube.com/kewlvidkid

"Home" is an original song written by Eppic and Tyler Ward

This song represents who we are as a musical unit.

"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest." -Matthew 11:28

Eppic's Channel:

http://www.youtube.com/eppictv

Joel's Channel:

http://www.youtube.com/rhythmpapaxd

Enjoy this video

Thank you for all of your support!

Tyler Ward

ps. A huge thumbs up for Drew's piano intro : )

LYRICS:

Chorus:

Bring me home tonight

can we leave for awhile

you said come here child

(Verse 1)

This morning i woke and i wrote please god grant me the serenity/

to know whats gotten into me/

for me to look to the sky whenever i need that help/

for me to look towards god before i look towards myself/

you pulled me out of hell and uplift/

that put me on my way, on my pursuit of happiness/

underneath this exterior dorments something demonic/

solitary confinement dormints something psychotic/

got my back against the wall, up against the bricks/

on the edge of the surface which is digging into my skin/

knowing that this aint for me, its for them/

their drowning hopefully that one day their able to swin/

what this song needed was a voice which i gave/

like a rock struck by tidal waves/

how much more can i take of this before i break/

will this overcast fade or be the last i see the sun today.

(Verse 2)

Fixated on becoming this prodigy/

blinded not by the sun but blinded by this oddessy/

cause what i got to be is prophecy redirect my approach/

and to make sure in this game i go harder than most/

once the beast is provoked and with all that i am/

simply articulate, a prison of passion/

just a artist, a slave to the pen/

it only takes the slightest spark for the artist to be awaken/

when i'm awake i'm thinkin wield words from the cranium/

When i've got god impacts become spontaneous/

never asked for this, god must have something instore/

strike the lighter let my fire rekindle/

songs in my head waiting to form stanzas/

this may be the death of me but i'll take my chances/

as the novice advices, lyrically inhances/

plunge this battlefield with spears, swords, and lances.