DESCRIPTION:
A lot of people have been asking me to upload some orignal music so I have been busy collaborating with Andrew Lee Bowen and Gizla who have sung on this track. It is recorded in my home studio and mixed by myself.

About the song......ever been frustrated with your job? Think you can do something more and be something more? This is what 'Fighting Feeling' is about!

The footage is just of me playing until I get the guys back in the studio to film their parts. Please leave a comment and click like if your diggin. Also please share with facebook/twitter/youtube ect ect :-)

Hopefully get them both back in the studio again ASAP as I have another few tracks for them to work on.

Let me know if people would even think of buying an album full off this kind of original music?

Fighting Feeling - Instruments written & performed by Karl Golden. Lyrics and vocals by Andrew Lee Bowen & Gizla.

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FIGHTING FEELING © 2012 KARL GOLDEN, ANDREW LEE BOWEN & DANIEL GORDON. UNAUTHORISED COPYING, REPRODUCTION, HIRING, LENDING, PUBLIC PERFORMANCE AND BROADCASTING PROHIBITED

LYRICS

Intro

Punching holes into a card
each one a tombstone in the graveyard
of my dying imagination
'Serves me right', for ideas above my station.

Chorus 1 -

I-can't-find the time to fly
Necessity demands that I must work then die
I want to take another path
without feeling real life's wrath.

Verse 1 -

My mind and body are spent
a million envelopes stuffed, licked and sent
and now it's the time to work for me
but my energy does not agree

Punching holes into a card
a myriad of hours that get increasingly hard
I can't tell if this is my dreams' gestation
or more just a lack of animation

Chorus 2 -

I-can't-find the time to fly
I lie awake asking myself why, and what, and when and how
I need some change, and I need it now.

Verse 2

Still I'm trying to find a way
Clear my inner space
Working all this shifts lately but I can't stand the taste
Another victim of this race
The paper chase
Leaves me all alone they take my soul without a trace

Chorus 3

I-can't-find the time to fly
Necessity demands that I must work then die
I want to take another path
without feeling real life's wrath.

I-can't-find the time to fly
I lie awake asking myself why, and what, and when and how
I need some change, and I need it now.

Outro
Still fighting the feeling
The pressure from every angle
You follow our lead
The trail of carrots that I dangle
A change don't come
The past it melts like a candle
Still ...holds
Got me feeling like god knows
I rose from the concrete
Can't hold back
Time to let go
So gassed up
You got me fueled on petrol
Is pulling potential
The feelings back
Smooth of the menthol
Putting in the work
But I put it in ten fold
Danger now, one of these bitches penfold
You try to fight the feeling
But the gift it won't let go

Punching holes into a card
each one a tombstone in the graveyard
of my