| John Waite | |
| over the past few years, to the traditional sound of an english summer, the drone of lawnmowers, the smack of leather on willow, has been added a new noise | |
| Levar Burton | |
| what were the skies like when you were young? | |
| Rickie Lee Jones | |
| they went on forever, th- | |
| when i- | |
| we lived in Arizona, and the skies always had little fluffy clouds in em and, ah, | |
| they were long and clear an | |
| there were lots of stars | |
| at night | |
| and, ah, when it rained it would all turn- | |
| it- they were beautiful | |
| the most beautiful skies as a matter of fact | |
| the sunsets were purple and red and yellow and on fire | |
| and the clouds would catch the colors everywhere | |
| that's -- it's neat | |
| because i used to look at them all the time | |
| when i was little | |
| you don't see that | |
| Sample | |
| layering different sounds on top of each other | |
| layering different sounds on top of each other | |
| Rickie Lee Jones | |
| little fluffy clouds | |
| little fluffy clouds and | |
| little fluffy clouds and | |
| little fluffy clouds and | |
| you don't see that | |
| you might still see them in the desert | |
| the most beautiful skies as a matter of fact | |
| purple and red | |
| purple and red and yellow and on fire |
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