Biography:
Susheela Raman (b. 1973) is a singer of Indian descent.
Raman was born in London, later emigrating to Australia with her family. In Australia she studied classical South Indian song and began giving performances. She then began working with Western forms including rock and soul, while continuing to study classical Indian music with Shruti Sadolikar. Her desire to mix Indian with Western music resulted in her first album, Salt Rain, in 2001, followed by Love Trap in 2003.
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Bm E F#7 G
How many roads have I wondered?
C#7 D7 C#7 F#7
None, and each my own
Bm E F#7 G
Behind me the bridges have crumbled
G F#7 Bm A
No question of return
Bm F#
Autumn leaves... like discarded dreams
G F# F#7
trampled underneath a tide of careless feet
Bm
it?s the same song playing
F#7
everywhere I go
G F#7 F#7/E F#7
it?s like an army marching right through me.
Bm E
Nowhere to go but the horizon
G F#7 Bm A
where, then, will I call my home?
Bm E
Nowhere to go but the horizon
G F#7 Bm A
where, then, will I call my home?
Bm F#
Summer spent, in the high grass
G F# F#7
or just fragments, ransacked memories
Bm F#7
dark river snakes, across this murky hall
G F#7
boatman sings his downstream melodies.
Bm E
Nowhere to go but the horizon
G F#7 Bm A
where, then, will I call my home?
Bm E
Nowhere to go but the horizon
G F#7 Bm A
where, then, will I call my home?
Bm E F#7 G
How many roads have I wondered?
C#7 D7 C#7 F#7
None, and each my own
Bm E F#7 G
Behind me the bridges have crumbled
G F#7 Bm A
where, then, will I call my home?
G F#7 Bm A
where, then, will I call my home?
G F#7 Bm A
where, then, will I call my home?
G F#7 Bm
where, then, will I call my home?
How many roads have I wondered?
C#7 D7 C#7 F#7
None, and each my own
Bm E F#7 G
Behind me the bridges have crumbled
G F#7 Bm A
No question of return
Bm F#
Autumn leaves... like discarded dreams
G F# F#7
trampled underneath a tide of careless feet
Bm
it?s the same song playing
F#7
everywhere I go
G F#7 F#7/E F#7
it?s like an army marching right through me.
Bm E
Nowhere to go but the horizon
G F#7 Bm A
where, then, will I call my home?
Bm E
Nowhere to go but the horizon
G F#7 Bm A
where, then, will I call my home?
Bm F#
Summer spent, in the high grass
G F# F#7
or just fragments, ransacked memories
Bm F#7
dark river snakes, across this murky hall
G F#7
boatman sings his downstream melodies.
Bm E
Nowhere to go but the horizon
G F#7 Bm A
where, then, will I call my home?
Bm E
Nowhere to go but the horizon
G F#7 Bm A
where, then, will I call my home?
Bm E F#7 G
How many roads have I wondered?
C#7 D7 C#7 F#7
None, and each my own
Bm E F#7 G
Behind me the bridges have crumbled
G F#7 Bm A
where, then, will I call my home?
G F#7 Bm A
where, then, will I call my home?
G F#7 Bm A
where, then, will I call my home?
G F#7 Bm
where, then, will I call my home?
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