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We played Stralight by Myles Kennedy and Slash after The World can Wait. Nobody knew the songs that well, but it seemed like they enjoyed it.
Next we play one of my favorites to play live. It doesn't matter where we play or what kind of people we play for. I just love it. A little audience entertainment.
"Okay, maybe a few people know that I really love the Dutch band Kensington." Begins my sister. I hear some people say they know for sure, we almost play them everyday. "Well, maybe you know this song. We need a little help by you for this track. Just because we like it and otherwise you all are just listening and doing nothing. Lazy as fuck." Some people laugh.
"Jax and I are doing it one time for you, the next time you try to repeat what we did."
I begin to sing the longer parts. Alex repeats the last words I said.
''Where do we go when the streets are calling?
(Calling, calling)
How do we know when we reach our falling?
(Falling, falling)''
"Do you know what we mean?" I ask.
Some people cheer, others just say yes or are quiet. "I think that's a yes. Well let's try it."
I sing the next line I sang a few seconds ago, the girls repeat what they have to repeat. They have a better timing than I thought they had. That went well. After doing that a few times we sing the rest of the song, only to stop halfway to let the girls sing the part that we 'learned' them. They sounded kind of well, for people who aren't singers but football players.
When we played Streets, we continued playing our next song, 'Leave a Light on' by Tom Walker. It's a song we both love and we could make a good cover with the two of us, so that's why we played it. I made a little mistake in the middle of the song, I played the wrong note on the guitar, but my sister was the only one who really noticed it. After we end the song, we both begin laughing, the rest is looking really confused, not knowing what's funny. It made it even funnier for us.
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"Okay, now we come to the more emotional songs, well they are for us. We never played these two songs live, because we almost always break down when we play it. So, you are special, just so you know it." I laugh nervously.
"Mom, I love you". That are the words I whisper when I look to the sky, well to the ceiling. After I looked to Alex with my already teary eyes, I begin playing the first chords of 'In Loving Memory' by Alter Bridge.
Thanks for all
You've done
I've missed you for so long
I can't believe you're gone
You still live
In me
I feel you in the wind
You've got me constantly
I never knew what it was to be loved
Thanks for all you've done
I've missed you for so long
I can't believe you're gone and
You still live in me
I feel you in the wind
You guide me constantly
I give the girls a teary smile, mom and mama return it. They are both trying really hard not to cry. I don't even try not to.
I never knew what it was to be alone, no
'Cause you were always there for me
You were always home waiting
But now I come home and I miss your face
So smiling down on me
I close my eyes to see
And I know you're a part of me
And it's your song that sets me free
I sing it while I feel, I can't hold on
I sing tonight 'cause it comforts me
I carry the things that remind me of you
In loving memory of the one that was so true
You were as kind as you could be
And even though you're gone
You still mean the world to me
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At this moment I'm crying, singing with a raspy voice, not seeing what I'm playing. But I played the song so many times that my hands know what to do, that my voice and brain know what to sing.
I never knew what it was to be alone, no
'Cause you were always there for me
You were always home waiting
But now I come home and it's not the same, no
It feels empty and alone
I just can't believe you're gone
And I know you're a part of me
And it's your song that sets me free
I sing it while I feel, I can't hold on
I sing tonight 'cause it comforts me
I'm glad it sets you free from sorrow
But I'll still love you more tomorrow
And you'll be here with me still
All you did you did with feeling
And you always found a meaning
And you always will
And you always will
And you always will
And I know you're a part of me
And it's your song that sets me free
I sing it while I feel, I can't hold on
I sing tonight 'cause it comforts me
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There is a silence after we end the song. A complete silence. Everyone is in their minds, thinking about the people they have lost and loved. I let the tears fall, not even bothering about them, about crying in public, in front of the girls. They are my family. And family; you love them forever, even though they are going to go at some moment.
When I look up, I see more people crying. My sister, mom, mama, Lindsey, Julie, Mal and a few others are teary-eyed.
"Thank you."
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