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I never made this world, I didn't even lose it And I know no one said it was fair But they had a garden once They had the chance to choose it They gave it away including my share And now we're lost in wilderness Lost,crying in the wilderness And if anyone's watching it seems they couldn't care less We're lost in the wilderness You follow all the rules You swallow all the stories And every night you wish on a star Dreaming your day will come, trusting in allegories And every morning boy look where you are Lost in the Wilderness Lost, slowly dying in the wilderness With no chance of living boy, until you confess You're lost in the wilderness Don't you ever watch the eagle fly to the sun And wonder how he got to be so free If you ever have you know your journey's begun Hey what've we got to lose, boy when already we are Lost in the wilderness And where we are headed boy, I couldn't even guess but Off we go without a warning Running as we hit the ground Where our future lies a-borning Where our hearts are outward bound Till one bright and distant morning We may stop and look around And there in the wilderness Finally we'll be found!

Song Suggestion: "Unworthy of Your Love" from Assassins.

DOT, spoken] It is good to see you, George. Not that I ever forgot you. You gave me so much. [GEORGE, spoken] What did I give you? [DOT, spoken] You taught me about concentration. At first I thought that meant just being still, but I was to understand it meant much more. You meant to tell me to be where I was, not some place in the past or future. I worried too much about tomorrow. What about you? Are you working on something new? [GEORGE, spoken] No. I am not working on anything new. [DOT, spoken] That is not like you, George. [GEORGE] I've nothing to say [DOT, spoken] You have many things. [GEORGE] Well, nothing that's not been said [DOT] Said by you, though, George See pop shows near London Get tickets as low as $50 You might also like ​thanK you aIMee Taylor Swift I Look in People’s Windows Taylor Swift FACTS Tom MacDonald [GEORGE] I do not know where to go [DOT] And nor did I [GEORGE] I want to make things that count Things that will be new [DOT] I did what I had to do [GEORGE] What am I to do? [DOT] Move on Stop worrying where you're going Move on If you can know where you're going You've gone Just keep moving on I chose and my world was shaken So what? The choice may have been mistaken The choosing was not You have to move on Look at what you want Not at where you are Not at what you'll be Look at all the things you've done for me Opened up my eyes Taught me how to see Notice every tree [GEORGE] Notice every tree [DOT] Understand the light [GEORGE] Understand the light [DOT] Concentrate on now [GEORGE] I want to move on I want to explore the light I want to know how to get through Through to something new Something of my own [GEORGE & DOT] Move on Move on [DOT] Stop worrying if your vision Is new Let others make that decision They usually do You keep moving on [DOT] Look at what you've done Then at what you want Not at where you are What you'll be Look at all the things You gave to me Let me give to you Something in return I would be so pleased [GEORGE] Something in the light Something in the sky In the grass Up behind the trees Things I hadn't looked at 'Til now Flower in your hat And your smile [GEORGE] And the color of your hair And the way you catch the light And the care And the feeling And the life Moving on [DOT] We've always belonged Together [GEORGE & DOT] We will always belong Together [DOT] Just keep moving on Anything you do Let it come from you Then it will be new

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Your arrangement of "Marry me a Little" has been ringing in my head for the last 2 days. I just discovered your channel and what a gem find! Your talent is truly remarkable - the arrangements are truly unforgettable. This song is particularly wonderful and since we don't hear it often enough, your unique expertise ensures that Stephen's songs are part of our lives whenever we wish. Thank you and bless your talented mind and hands, Grant. Keep 'em comin'! We 💕 your music. Happy (upcoming) holidays. 11/2/2024😊

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Awesome! Bravo!

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Which version is this from? 1994?

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very good, the best!

I recognize the whimsical component of the original piece but it has more nonchalance and dramatic to it. Its truely sublime! It adds to the character's cruelty.

Wrong merrily we roll along, I was trying to find the merrie melodies/ looney tunes version lmao

Song request: "Til We Reach That Day" from Ragtime.

Hey! Amazing job. Is there somewhere I could view/download your MuseScore version of this song?

Muy hermoso ❤Gracias!

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Awesome job!

hey what key is this in? :)

Please do more from "A Little Night Music"! Any chance you could do "Send In The Clowns (reprise)"? If I send you the full orchestral score?

Beautiful job!

he flick knife song though the shark’s teeth may be lethal Still, you see them white and red But you won’t see Mackeys flick knife Because he slashed you And you’re dead janny depper was a stripper Someone ripped her from ear to ear Though the knife work was artistic seems that Mac is nowhere near Someone’s lying by the telly With his children and his wife It’s a painting done in Crimson You could sign it mac the knife Little Johnny was abducted And they sought him high and low Those parents paid the ransom mackie slashed him weeks ago Do you remember the fire Hounslow? 20 Asians, and a cat While the raking through the ambers Here’s a flick knife fancy that ? There’s a schoolgirl who is a call girl With a baby at her breast Someone robbed her someone raped her Someone’s flick knife did the rest These may seem like scary stories but Don’t have nightmares or be upset still he’s evil, he’s a murderer and they haven’t caught him yet He’s a rapist he’s a sadist, and they haven’t caught him yet

Awesome!!!!

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Best on UA-cam!!

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This is masterful. Love the harmony choices. The build… incredible! 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻

[[All]] Sunday, by the blue purple yellow red water On the green purple yellow red grass Let us pass through our perfect park Pausing on a Sunday By the cool blue triangular water On the soft green elliptical grass As we pass through arrangements of shadow Toward the verticals of trees Forever By the blue purple yellow red water On the green orange violet mass of the grass In our perfect park [[George]] Made of flecks of light And dark And parasols Bum bum bum bum bum bum Bum bum bum People strolling through the trees Of a small suburban park On an island in the river On and ordinary Sunday Sunday Sunday Last

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Beautiful.

How do her daughter see her mom

Excellent

Farewell, my Lila I'll write every evening I've carved our names In the trunk of this tree Farewell, my Lila I miss you already And dream of the day When I'll hold you again In a home safe from fear When the Southland is free I go to fight for these old hills behind me These Old Red Hills of Home I go to fight, for these old hills remind me Of a way of life that's pure Of the truth that must endure In a town called Marietta In the Old Red Hills of Home Pray on this day as I journey beyond them These Old Red Hills of Home Let all the blood of the North spill upon them 'Till they've paid for what they've wrought Taken back the lies they've taught And there's peace in Marietta And we're safe again in Georgia In the land where Honor lives and breathes The Old Red Hills of Home Look there, My Lila They call me to tell it The lives that we led When the Southland was free We gave our lives for the old hills of Georgia The Old Red Hills of Home Not much survives of the old hills of Georgia But I close my eyes and hear All the treasures we held dear The rushing of the Chattahoochie The rustling in the wind And Mama in the kitchen singin' And me and Lila swinging in a tre The tall pines and the red clay The blue skies and the dogwood trees A man can grow his cotton And his crops Oh I hear it calling, calling Still! And I would gladly give My good right leg Again Again! Again God Bless the sight Of the old hills of Georgia The Old Red Hills of Home (Kneel Down to) Praise those who'd fight For the Old Hills of Georgia For those proud and valiant men We'll sing "Dixie" once again For the men of Marrietta For the the brothers of Cobb County For the fathers of atlanta For the patriarchs Who gave everything for Georgia And the Old Red Hills of Home

This is phenomenal! Could you do an arrangement of Atlantic City from this musical?

Agreed! Such a beautiful piece.

Awesome job! These instrumentals get better and better!

Beautiful!!!!

This is beautiful? Omg😢

This is an AMAZING instrumental track! I am teaching myself to learn this song. Also, do you think you could make a track for the song "It Don't Make Sense" also from Parade?

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She lip syncs? 🤔

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