The first song ever written by The Printing Press. Just sort of came out one day; first a riff, then some words, then a song. It’s about nothing in particular.
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Christian Calderia Remix
Before Matt and James entered the picture, Christian Caldeira saw the Printing Press' future and remixed the song for us adding digital drums and bass to the Exhibit A recording. Check out the result here. MP3
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Lyrics
Sunlight streams through my eyes,
Reaching out from my mind.
Darkness falls; light abounds.
Memory calls, without a sound.
Ooh aah laa, sing me a song now.
Ooh aah laa, it won't be long now.
Ooh aah laa, sing me a song now.
Ooh aah laa, it won't be long now.
What have you got with nothing to lose?
An empty box and empty shoes.
Nothing you say won't make this right.
Even if you squint you won't see me, quite.
Oceans to cross; miles to see.
People to own and things to be.
Yeah.
Ooh aah laa, sing me a song now.
Ooh aah laa, it won't be long now.
Ooh aah laa, sing me a song now.
Ooh aah laa, it won't be long now.
Ooh aah laa, sing me a song now.
Ooh aah laa, it won't be long now.
Ooh aah laa, sing me a song now.
Ooh aah laa.
