Biography:
Blackfield is a collaboratorive music project led by Israeli rock singer Aviv Geffen. Together with the English musician Steven Wilson, they have released three albums under the moniker: Blackfield and Blackfield II as equal partners, and Welcome to my DNA with Geffen taking a more dominant role. With the release of Blackfield IV in 2013, Wilson is taking an even more passive role, acting only as a contributor and mixer, and played his last live show with Blackfield in April 2014.
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Other songs:
- Blackfield
- Christenings
- End Of The World
- Glow
- Hello
- Pain
- Some Day
- After The Rain
- Cloudy Now
- Epidemic
- Faking
- Family Man
- Far Away
- From 44 To 48
- Glass House
- How Was Your Ride
- Jupiter
- Lately
- Life Is An Ocean
- Lonely Soul
- Lost Souls
- Lullaby
- Miss You
- My Gift Of Silence
- October
- On The Plane
- Once
- Oxygen
- Pills
- Rising Of The Tide
- Sorrys
- Summer
- The Hole In Me
- The Jackal
- Undercover Heart
- Waving
- Welcome To My Dna
- Well Never Be Apart
- Where Is My Love
- X
- Zigota
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!
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!
Great song by a great band leaded by porcupine tree's Steven Wilson.
Tabbed by: Omri
E-mail:i.m.bleach@gmail.com
F F
Curling lips, fingertips, dead eye dips
A9 A9
I saw it all in the blackfield
F F
Splinter cracks, summer tracks, paperbacks
A9 A9
We found them all in the blackfield
F F
In the shade, whistle blades, singing fades
F#m
In the blackfield
F#m Bm Bm F#m F#m
She wants to stay and talk all day
Bm G D
so I remark when it gets dark
F#/D Bm/D
All the pale things under the earth
G
Will reverse
for comments advices and/or viruses, contact me at-
i.m.bleach@gmail.com
Tabbed by: Omri
E-mail:i.m.bleach@gmail.com
F F
Curling lips, fingertips, dead eye dips
A9 A9
I saw it all in the blackfield
F F
Splinter cracks, summer tracks, paperbacks
A9 A9
We found them all in the blackfield
F F
In the shade, whistle blades, singing fades
F#m
In the blackfield
F#m Bm Bm F#m F#m
She wants to stay and talk all day
Bm G D
so I remark when it gets dark
F#/D Bm/D
All the pale things under the earth
G
Will reverse
for comments advices and/or viruses, contact me at-
i.m.bleach@gmail.com
