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Jeffrey Scott Buckley (November 17, 1966 – May 29, 1997), raised as Scotty Moorhead, was an American singer-songwriter and guitarist. He was the son of Tim Buckley, also a musician. Buckley gained popularity in the early 1990s by playing cover versions at venues in Manhattan's East Village, such as Sin-é, and he gradually focused more on his own material. After much interest from record labels he signed with Columbia and, after recruiting a band, recorded his debut studio album, Grace. Wikipedia
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lady, all the troubles are my fright, i disgust you. feel the power. you cut the truth into you. why? did you think i did not on this rely? i could kiss you, with lines of escape in my mouth. | | please let me bring back these gifts of mine to the woman. stars shined on my back as I slept and knew you. | you didn't leave it all. you made an even call. my belly released the stars and tears between the scars. ooooh. | | below this we'll end here until the end of time beyond the moment that ends our bondage i am your failed husband contender, i'm your loan shark of bliss. | this dream you've ridden on turns your world to explosions i need to be alone to heal this bleeding stone. now, smell the rain of london, it still insists that we bed for our purity as if we are pure in the rain of our contentment as if i can think of this no more. |
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a very gifted & talented musician artist,its such a shame we have to lose you jeff...rip
and the memories offered signs that its over...
hes awsome
love you
r.i.p jeff
Had a lot of potential, very talented guy :(
It's a shame Jeff had to go the way he did... great vocals.
2am, beer, chick, couch, dim light, tv (mute), yosi. ganito ung mood.