"Pianki means bubbles or marshmallows in Polish. I'm one of those at least. I'm bubbly, right?" A capacity crowd at the Factory, an intimate Rochester, Michigan concert venue, chuckles in unison, and Jeff Pianki sheepishly grins. Ice broken. Time to sing.
Jeff Pianki is a natural. Like Mickey Mantle was born to hit home runs and Carol Burnett was born to make us laugh, this Milford, Michigan based folk musician was born to entertain.
Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
C We forget G we fall and we're full of regret C6Fmaj7 you can say what you want when your heart C is controlled by your head
C I felt so low G winded by a softened blow C6Fmaj7 but I won't even think about it C because it always gets better with time
CHORUS:
AmCFmaj7 * You wake up one day and you don't recognize your face AmCFmaj7 and home is a place that feels so far away AmCFmaj7 I felt like I lost myself but I lost my place AmFmaj7C so I'll keep walking and I'll get a little closer every day
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You're a silhouette you fail and feel too upset though I'm not sure what it is you'd expect Just a shape I haven't colored in yet
I felt so slow guided by a nameless glow and a fortune I knew long ago in a field full of flightless crows
You wake up one day and you don't recognize your face and home is a place that feels so far away I felt like I lost myself I just lost my place so I'll keep walking and I'll get a little closer every day