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06_08_seg_0006_track_12 | 5 | 06_08 | 12 | Drums | drums | RainbowPlayer.GRAHAM | /Volumes/LucidNonsense/White/staged_raw_material/06_08/06_08_13_drums.wav | /Volumes/LucidNonsense/White/staged_raw_material/../training/output/track_segments/06_08/06_08_seg_0006_track_12.wav | null | 62.012 | 69.017 | 7.005 | true | false | Seems you are now quite alright | Verse 3 | combined | 62.012 | 69.017 | true | Start aligned to Chorus 1 boundary at 62.012s | false | null | 15 | 31 | 6 | 0 | 0 | audio_only | 06_08_12 | 96 | 4 | 4 | G | major | Blue | Present | Person | Forgotten | null | You Got a New Dog | 2023-03-14T00:00:00 | [02:39.009] | true | true | Know you have been down for weeks Me too, in waves and peaks Seems you got yourself a new dog. Guess I'll Undo that last Epilogue You moved on, but here I am stuck feeling him gone Seems you are now quite alright Too few of my old friends left in sight You know it's untrue I hold on in spite Put him down together. I still see him around You moved on, but here I am still leashed along | Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Purple Mountains, discogs_id: 7149935, Lambchop, discogs_id: 10551 | depressed, sad, melancholic | folk rock, indie folk | 06_08.lrc | I once had a dog that was my best friend. This song is not too far from our normal world, but the loss of the dog leads to the loss of everything. Dedicated to Skittles | {
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06_08_seg_0006_track_13 | 5 | 06_08 | 13 | Kick | drums | RainbowPlayer.GRAHAM | /Volumes/LucidNonsense/White/staged_raw_material/06_08/06_08_14_kick.wav | /Volumes/LucidNonsense/White/staged_raw_material/../training/output/track_segments/06_08/06_08_seg_0006_track_13.wav | null | 62.012 | 69.017 | 7.005 | true | false | Seems you are now quite alright | Verse 3 | combined | 62.012 | 69.017 | true | Start aligned to Chorus 1 boundary at 62.012s | false | null | 15 | 31 | 6 | 0 | 0 | audio_only | 06_08_13 | 96 | 4 | 4 | G | major | Blue | Present | Person | Forgotten | null | You Got a New Dog | 2023-03-14T00:00:00 | [02:39.009] | true | true | Know you have been down for weeks Me too, in waves and peaks Seems you got yourself a new dog. Guess I'll Undo that last Epilogue You moved on, but here I am stuck feeling him gone Seems you are now quite alright Too few of my old friends left in sight You know it's untrue I hold on in spite Put him down together. I still see him around You moved on, but here I am still leashed along | Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Purple Mountains, discogs_id: 7149935, Lambchop, discogs_id: 10551 | depressed, sad, melancholic | folk rock, indie folk | 06_08.lrc | I once had a dog that was my best friend. This song is not too far from our normal world, but the loss of the dog leads to the loss of everything. Dedicated to Skittles | {
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06_08_seg_0006_track_14 | 5 | 06_08 | 14 | Snare | drums | RainbowPlayer.GRAHAM | /Volumes/LucidNonsense/White/staged_raw_material/06_08/06_08_15_snare.wav | /Volumes/LucidNonsense/White/staged_raw_material/../training/output/track_segments/06_08/06_08_seg_0006_track_14.wav | null | 62.012 | 69.017 | 7.005 | true | false | Seems you are now quite alright | Verse 3 | combined | 62.012 | 69.017 | true | Start aligned to Chorus 1 boundary at 62.012s | false | null | 15 | 31 | 6 | 0 | 0 | audio_only | 06_08_14 | 96 | 4 | 4 | G | major | Blue | Present | Person | Forgotten | null | You Got a New Dog | 2023-03-14T00:00:00 | [02:39.009] | true | true | Know you have been down for weeks Me too, in waves and peaks Seems you got yourself a new dog. Guess I'll Undo that last Epilogue You moved on, but here I am stuck feeling him gone Seems you are now quite alright Too few of my old friends left in sight You know it's untrue I hold on in spite Put him down together. I still see him around You moved on, but here I am still leashed along | Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Purple Mountains, discogs_id: 7149935, Lambchop, discogs_id: 10551 | depressed, sad, melancholic | folk rock, indie folk | 06_08.lrc | I once had a dog that was my best friend. This song is not too far from our normal world, but the loss of the dog leads to the loss of everything. Dedicated to Skittles | {
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06_08_seg_0008_track_04 | 7 | 06_08 | 4 | Acoustic Guitar | null | RainbowPlayer.GABE | /Volumes/LucidNonsense/White/staged_raw_material/06_08/06_08_05_acoustic.wav | /Volumes/LucidNonsense/White/staged_raw_material/../training/output/track_segments/06_08/06_08_seg_0008_track_04.wav | null | 76.014 | 85 | 8.986 | true | false | You know it's untrue I hold on in spite | Verse 3 | combined | 76.014 | 85 | true | End aligned to Verse 3 boundary at 85.000s | false | null | 19 | 39 | 9 | 0 | 0 | audio_only | 06_08_4 | 96 | 4 | 4 | G | major | Blue | Present | Person | Forgotten | null | You Got a New Dog | 2023-03-14T00:00:00 | [02:39.009] | true | true | Know you have been down for weeks Me too, in waves and peaks Seems you got yourself a new dog. Guess I'll Undo that last Epilogue You moved on, but here I am stuck feeling him gone Seems you are now quite alright Too few of my old friends left in sight You know it's untrue I hold on in spite Put him down together. I still see him around You moved on, but here I am still leashed along | Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Purple Mountains, discogs_id: 7149935, Lambchop, discogs_id: 10551 | depressed, sad, melancholic | folk rock, indie folk | 06_08.lrc | I once had a dog that was my best friend. This song is not too far from our normal world, but the loss of the dog leads to the loss of everything. Dedicated to Skittles | {
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06_08_seg_0008_track_05 | 7 | 06_08 | 5 | Twelve String Electric | null | RainbowPlayer.GABE | /Volumes/LucidNonsense/White/staged_raw_material/06_08/06_08_06_twelve_string.wav | /Volumes/LucidNonsense/White/staged_raw_material/../training/output/track_segments/06_08/06_08_seg_0008_track_05.wav | null | 76.014 | 85 | 8.986 | true | false | You know it's untrue I hold on in spite | Verse 3 | combined | 76.014 | 85 | true | End aligned to Verse 3 boundary at 85.000s | false | null | 19 | 39 | 9 | 0 | 0 | audio_only | 06_08_5 | 96 | 4 | 4 | G | major | Blue | Present | Person | Forgotten | null | You Got a New Dog | 2023-03-14T00:00:00 | [02:39.009] | true | true | Know you have been down for weeks Me too, in waves and peaks Seems you got yourself a new dog. Guess I'll Undo that last Epilogue You moved on, but here I am stuck feeling him gone Seems you are now quite alright Too few of my old friends left in sight You know it's untrue I hold on in spite Put him down together. I still see him around You moved on, but here I am still leashed along | Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Purple Mountains, discogs_id: 7149935, Lambchop, discogs_id: 10551 | depressed, sad, melancholic | folk rock, indie folk | 06_08.lrc | I once had a dog that was my best friend. This song is not too far from our normal world, but the loss of the dog leads to the loss of everything. Dedicated to Skittles | {
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06_08_seg_0008_track_10 | 7 | 06_08 | 10 | Vocal 2 | null | RainbowPlayer.GABE | /Volumes/LucidNonsense/White/staged_raw_material/06_08/06_08_11_vox2.wav | /Volumes/LucidNonsense/White/staged_raw_material/../training/output/track_segments/06_08/06_08_seg_0008_track_10.wav | null | 76.014 | 85 | 8.986 | true | false | You know it's untrue I hold on in spite | Verse 3 | combined | 76.014 | 85 | true | End aligned to Verse 3 boundary at 85.000s | false | null | 19 | 39 | 9 | 0 | 0 | audio_only | 06_08_10 | 96 | 4 | 4 | G | major | Blue | Present | Person | Forgotten | null | You Got a New Dog | 2023-03-14T00:00:00 | [02:39.009] | true | true | Know you have been down for weeks Me too, in waves and peaks Seems you got yourself a new dog. Guess I'll Undo that last Epilogue You moved on, but here I am stuck feeling him gone Seems you are now quite alright Too few of my old friends left in sight You know it's untrue I hold on in spite Put him down together. I still see him around You moved on, but here I am still leashed along | Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Purple Mountains, discogs_id: 7149935, Lambchop, discogs_id: 10551 | depressed, sad, melancholic | folk rock, indie folk | 06_08.lrc | I once had a dog that was my best friend. This song is not too far from our normal world, but the loss of the dog leads to the loss of everything. Dedicated to Skittles | {
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06_08_seg_0008_track_12 | 7 | 06_08 | 12 | Drums | drums | RainbowPlayer.GRAHAM | /Volumes/LucidNonsense/White/staged_raw_material/06_08/06_08_13_drums.wav | /Volumes/LucidNonsense/White/staged_raw_material/../training/output/track_segments/06_08/06_08_seg_0008_track_12.wav | null | 76.014 | 85 | 8.986 | true | false | You know it's untrue I hold on in spite | Verse 3 | combined | 76.014 | 85 | true | End aligned to Verse 3 boundary at 85.000s | false | null | 19 | 39 | 9 | 0 | 0 | audio_only | 06_08_12 | 96 | 4 | 4 | G | major | Blue | Present | Person | Forgotten | null | You Got a New Dog | 2023-03-14T00:00:00 | [02:39.009] | true | true | Know you have been down for weeks Me too, in waves and peaks Seems you got yourself a new dog. Guess I'll Undo that last Epilogue You moved on, but here I am stuck feeling him gone Seems you are now quite alright Too few of my old friends left in sight You know it's untrue I hold on in spite Put him down together. I still see him around You moved on, but here I am still leashed along | Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Purple Mountains, discogs_id: 7149935, Lambchop, discogs_id: 10551 | depressed, sad, melancholic | folk rock, indie folk | 06_08.lrc | I once had a dog that was my best friend. This song is not too far from our normal world, but the loss of the dog leads to the loss of everything. Dedicated to Skittles | {
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06_08_seg_0008_track_13 | 7 | 06_08 | 13 | Kick | drums | RainbowPlayer.GRAHAM | /Volumes/LucidNonsense/White/staged_raw_material/06_08/06_08_14_kick.wav | /Volumes/LucidNonsense/White/staged_raw_material/../training/output/track_segments/06_08/06_08_seg_0008_track_13.wav | null | 76.014 | 85 | 8.986 | true | false | You know it's untrue I hold on in spite | Verse 3 | combined | 76.014 | 85 | true | End aligned to Verse 3 boundary at 85.000s | false | null | 19 | 39 | 9 | 0 | 0 | audio_only | 06_08_13 | 96 | 4 | 4 | G | major | Blue | Present | Person | Forgotten | null | You Got a New Dog | 2023-03-14T00:00:00 | [02:39.009] | true | true | Know you have been down for weeks Me too, in waves and peaks Seems you got yourself a new dog. Guess I'll Undo that last Epilogue You moved on, but here I am stuck feeling him gone Seems you are now quite alright Too few of my old friends left in sight You know it's untrue I hold on in spite Put him down together. I still see him around You moved on, but here I am still leashed along | Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Purple Mountains, discogs_id: 7149935, Lambchop, discogs_id: 10551 | depressed, sad, melancholic | folk rock, indie folk | 06_08.lrc | I once had a dog that was my best friend. This song is not too far from our normal world, but the loss of the dog leads to the loss of everything. Dedicated to Skittles | {
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06_08_seg_0009_track_05 | 8 | 06_08 | 5 | Twelve String Electric | null | RainbowPlayer.GABE | /Volumes/LucidNonsense/White/staged_raw_material/06_08/06_08_06_twelve_string.wav | /Volumes/LucidNonsense/White/staged_raw_material/../training/output/track_segments/06_08/06_08_seg_0009_track_05.wav | null | 85 | 94.021 | 9.021 | true | false | Put him down together. I still see him around | Chorus 2 | combined | 85 | 94.021 | true | Start aligned to Verse 3 boundary at 85.000s | false | null | 21 | 45 | 9 | 0 | 0 | audio_only | 06_08_5 | 96 | 4 | 4 | G | major | Blue | Present | Person | Forgotten | null | You Got a New Dog | 2023-03-14T00:00:00 | [02:39.009] | true | true | Know you have been down for weeks Me too, in waves and peaks Seems you got yourself a new dog. Guess I'll Undo that last Epilogue You moved on, but here I am stuck feeling him gone Seems you are now quite alright Too few of my old friends left in sight You know it's untrue I hold on in spite Put him down together. I still see him around You moved on, but here I am still leashed along | Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Purple Mountains, discogs_id: 7149935, Lambchop, discogs_id: 10551 | depressed, sad, melancholic | folk rock, indie folk | 06_08.lrc | I once had a dog that was my best friend. This song is not too far from our normal world, but the loss of the dog leads to the loss of everything. Dedicated to Skittles | {
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06_08_seg_0009_track_06 | 8 | 06_08 | 6 | Bass | null | RainbowPlayer.GABE | /Volumes/LucidNonsense/White/staged_raw_material/06_08/06_08_07_bass.wav | /Volumes/LucidNonsense/White/staged_raw_material/../training/output/track_segments/06_08/06_08_seg_0009_track_06.wav | null | 85 | 94.021 | 9.021 | true | false | Put him down together. I still see him around | Chorus 2 | combined | 85 | 94.021 | true | Start aligned to Verse 3 boundary at 85.000s | false | null | 21 | 45 | 9 | 0 | 0 | audio_only | 06_08_6 | 96 | 4 | 4 | G | major | Blue | Present | Person | Forgotten | null | You Got a New Dog | 2023-03-14T00:00:00 | [02:39.009] | true | true | Know you have been down for weeks Me too, in waves and peaks Seems you got yourself a new dog. Guess I'll Undo that last Epilogue You moved on, but here I am stuck feeling him gone Seems you are now quite alright Too few of my old friends left in sight You know it's untrue I hold on in spite Put him down together. I still see him around You moved on, but here I am still leashed along | Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Purple Mountains, discogs_id: 7149935, Lambchop, discogs_id: 10551 | depressed, sad, melancholic | folk rock, indie folk | 06_08.lrc | I once had a dog that was my best friend. This song is not too far from our normal world, but the loss of the dog leads to the loss of everything. Dedicated to Skittles | {
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06_08_seg_0009_track_07 | 8 | 06_08 | 7 | Banjo | null | RainbowPlayer.GABE | /Volumes/LucidNonsense/White/staged_raw_material/06_08/06_08_08_banjo.wav | /Volumes/LucidNonsense/White/staged_raw_material/../training/output/track_segments/06_08/06_08_seg_0009_track_07.wav | null | 85 | 94.021 | 9.021 | true | false | Put him down together. I still see him around | Chorus 2 | combined | 85 | 94.021 | true | Start aligned to Verse 3 boundary at 85.000s | false | null | 21 | 45 | 9 | 0 | 0 | audio_only | 06_08_7 | 96 | 4 | 4 | G | major | Blue | Present | Person | Forgotten | null | You Got a New Dog | 2023-03-14T00:00:00 | [02:39.009] | true | true | Know you have been down for weeks Me too, in waves and peaks Seems you got yourself a new dog. Guess I'll Undo that last Epilogue You moved on, but here I am stuck feeling him gone Seems you are now quite alright Too few of my old friends left in sight You know it's untrue I hold on in spite Put him down together. I still see him around You moved on, but here I am still leashed along | Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Purple Mountains, discogs_id: 7149935, Lambchop, discogs_id: 10551 | depressed, sad, melancholic | folk rock, indie folk | 06_08.lrc | I once had a dog that was my best friend. This song is not too far from our normal world, but the loss of the dog leads to the loss of everything. Dedicated to Skittles | {
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06_08_seg_0009_track_08 | 8 | 06_08 | 8 | Lap Steel | null | RainbowPlayer.GABE | /Volumes/LucidNonsense/White/staged_raw_material/06_08/06_08_09_lap_steel.wav | /Volumes/LucidNonsense/White/staged_raw_material/../training/output/track_segments/06_08/06_08_seg_0009_track_08.wav | null | 85 | 94.021 | 9.021 | true | false | Put him down together. I still see him around | Chorus 2 | combined | 85 | 94.021 | true | Start aligned to Verse 3 boundary at 85.000s | false | null | 21 | 45 | 9 | 0 | 0 | audio_only | 06_08_8 | 96 | 4 | 4 | G | major | Blue | Present | Person | Forgotten | null | You Got a New Dog | 2023-03-14T00:00:00 | [02:39.009] | true | true | Know you have been down for weeks Me too, in waves and peaks Seems you got yourself a new dog. Guess I'll Undo that last Epilogue You moved on, but here I am stuck feeling him gone Seems you are now quite alright Too few of my old friends left in sight You know it's untrue I hold on in spite Put him down together. I still see him around You moved on, but here I am still leashed along | Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Purple Mountains, discogs_id: 7149935, Lambchop, discogs_id: 10551 | depressed, sad, melancholic | folk rock, indie folk | 06_08.lrc | I once had a dog that was my best friend. This song is not too far from our normal world, but the loss of the dog leads to the loss of everything. Dedicated to Skittles | {
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06_08_seg_0009_track_09 | 8 | 06_08 | 9 | Vocal 1 | null | RainbowPlayer.GABE | /Volumes/LucidNonsense/White/staged_raw_material/06_08/06_08_10_vox1.wav | /Volumes/LucidNonsense/White/staged_raw_material/../training/output/track_segments/06_08/06_08_seg_0009_track_09.wav | null | 85 | 94.021 | 9.021 | true | false | Put him down together. I still see him around | Chorus 2 | combined | 85 | 94.021 | true | Start aligned to Verse 3 boundary at 85.000s | false | null | 21 | 45 | 9 | 0 | 0 | audio_only | 06_08_9 | 96 | 4 | 4 | G | major | Blue | Present | Person | Forgotten | null | You Got a New Dog | 2023-03-14T00:00:00 | [02:39.009] | true | true | Know you have been down for weeks Me too, in waves and peaks Seems you got yourself a new dog. Guess I'll Undo that last Epilogue You moved on, but here I am stuck feeling him gone Seems you are now quite alright Too few of my old friends left in sight You know it's untrue I hold on in spite Put him down together. I still see him around You moved on, but here I am still leashed along | Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Purple Mountains, discogs_id: 7149935, Lambchop, discogs_id: 10551 | depressed, sad, melancholic | folk rock, indie folk | 06_08.lrc | I once had a dog that was my best friend. This song is not too far from our normal world, but the loss of the dog leads to the loss of everything. Dedicated to Skittles | {
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06_08_seg_0010_track_12 | 9 | 06_08 | 12 | Drums | drums | RainbowPlayer.GRAHAM | /Volumes/LucidNonsense/White/staged_raw_material/06_08/06_08_13_drums.wav | /Volumes/LucidNonsense/White/staged_raw_material/../training/output/track_segments/06_08/06_08_seg_0010_track_12.wav | null | 94.021 | 97.021 | 3 | true | false | You moved on, but here I am still leashed along | Chorus 2 | combined | 94.021 | 97.021 | false | false | null | 23 | 47 | 10 | 0 | 0 | audio_only | 06_08_12 | 96 | 4 | 4 | G | major | Blue | Present | Person | Forgotten | null | You Got a New Dog | 2023-03-14T00:00:00 | [02:39.009] | true | true | Know you have been down for weeks Me too, in waves and peaks Seems you got yourself a new dog. Guess I'll Undo that last Epilogue You moved on, but here I am stuck feeling him gone Seems you are now quite alright Too few of my old friends left in sight You know it's untrue I hold on in spite Put him down together. I still see him around You moved on, but here I am still leashed along | Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Purple Mountains, discogs_id: 7149935, Lambchop, discogs_id: 10551 | depressed, sad, melancholic | folk rock, indie folk | 06_08.lrc | I once had a dog that was my best friend. This song is not too far from our normal world, but the loss of the dog leads to the loss of everything. Dedicated to Skittles | {
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