Kevin Devine is an American songwriter and musician from Brooklyn, New York, who is known for alternately introspective and political lyrics and melodic acoustic guitar tunes. He cites his influences as Bob Dylan, Elliott Smith, Guns N' Roses, Brother Paramo and Nirvana, among others. He grew up in Brooklyn and Staten Island, and has spent significant time in Manhattan and Queens as well. Devine graduated Fordham University at Lincoln Center in 2001, majoring in journalism.
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I noticed dididisaster had posted some chords into the comments on the song. Some of didn't sound right to me, and I figured I would try my best to fix it up a little bit and it on here to make it more accessible. Sorry if I messed up a bunch. Email me for any [email protected]
During the last two stanzas of lyrics when Kevin plays the G he slides it up to 5 then again before playing Dadd11
Video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UwB2lBNl_c8
Chords: (I'll leave out the normal ones.) Gadd9 Am11 D9G5Gm A9sus4 Am7 Dadd11 e|3------3---------3----3------------------3-------| B|3------3-----5---3----3-------------1----3-------| G|4------5---------4----5----7-------------2-------| D|x------5-----4---5----3----5--------2------------| A|5------------5---5----5--------------------------| E|5----------------3----3------------------2-------|
Gadd9 Am11 It's going straight to my head: D9G5Gm I think I'm falling in love again. Gadd9 Such simple miracles have happened Am11 since your steady hands have come and D9 A9sus4 stopped my unraveling.
Gadd9 Am11 Your fingers, built for the piano, D9G5Gm work out the knots that line my back. Gadd9 The stress I've stored since last December; Am11 But now, it doesn't matter. D9 A9sus4 I've learned to leave it in my past.
Gadd9 And I feel good about the future, Am11 D9G5Gm and this clarity I've never had. Gadd9 You are the bounce in my step, Am11 the burst of blood in my chest, D9 A9sus4 the prayer I've kept in my head.
Am7C You are the knock of my knees, DmG Dadd11 the swollen sound of each song Am7 I scribble down and tear up, C because they never match up. DmA You are the words I fumble for.
Bm In the morning, CD you are the daybreak, G Dadd11 and I am glad.
Am7 And at night, C you are the dream DF Dadd11 I fall asleep to have.