OvermareStudios | The Wasteland Wailers – Broken Wing Recital (feat. Brittany Church) @OvermareStudios | Uploaded 8 years ago | Updated 1 hour ago
Brittany Church as Velvet Remedy is back in a piece of the soundtrack for the RPG by the Overmare Studios based on Kkat's fanfic Fallout: Equestria.

This is the piano recital version of the Broken Wing Blues released earlier this week, see youtube.com/watch?v=eshJ2B1UYRw

The Wasteland Wailers – Broken Wing Recital (feat. Brittany Church)
Written by James Guenthner
Piano arrangement composed and produced by Adam Sporka
Editing and additional lyrics by Yondy and Haymaker
EQ by IvoryKeysADSR
Additional production by Yondy
Cover Art by Brittany Church and Zac Nunimaker

Download: soundcloud.com/wasteland_wailers/broken_wing_recital

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LYRICS

Well I bit the bullet, I drunk it dry
My heart is spillin over the sides
Of a tall glass of whiskey that's killin the pain
My wings were broken, all feathers and flame

Heart pumpin black and blue, swirlin down the pit
I ain't been me since Zephyr came and went

They told me I would fly
They told me I would fly
A talent I recieved
But that didn't keep her with me

My mind's full of your deja vu but it ain't curin my broken wing blues

The columns of my city, in youth I would spend
Twixt ivory chute and slalom with Zephyr, my first friend
Stripe war poised to strangle, but fringe to fringe we knew
The pair of us would scare us up a victory or two
For sun and moon and country, it ends, we all go home
One mortar shell shot that to hell, now ground-bound I'm alone

They told me I would fly
They told me I would fly
The treatment I recieved didn't bring her back to me
My minds full of your deja vu, but it ain't curin my broken wing blues

Doctors pumped me full of magic, spruced me up real good
My burnt wings strapped to plastic, a shiny hoof out of wood
they say I'm fixed, done with healin, but losin my wingmare's got me feelin
Only you can can break this ceilin and every second's time I'm stealin

They told me I would fly
They told me I would fly
They told me a lie

It hurts to laugh when six feet under's my better half
You can bury me there too, through this bottle
I'll follow you and finally be through with these broken wing blues

Broken wing blues
Broken wing blues