Biografía:
Marcus Foster is a British musician categorizing himself as Folk / Blues / Alternative. Some of his musical influences include Bob Dylan, Tom Waits, The Doors, Jeff Buckley, and more.
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¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
chords used:
C G X
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0 3 3
1 0 3
2 0 0
0 0 2
3 2 2
x 3 x
i dunno what the 'X' chord is actually called..all chords are relative to the capo
..capo the first fret..
continue with the same chord progression throughout the song...
X C G
Fourteen times I call your name
X C G
Fourteen times I get the same
X C G
A silent chill an empty room
X C G
And four dogs barking at the moon.
I go out to the ancient street
And spill my way through scattered light
The world is shaken at my feet
It takes me down into the night
I've seen a thousand suns set into the ground
Like a thousand born into a single sound
There are fourteen ways of tearing up the past
And there are fourteen ways of trying to make it last
Fourteen blades of melting grass
Fourteen shades tied to the mast
Fourteen tears strapped to the eye
Fourteen fears must wave goodbye
Fourteen bells must toll the day
When fourteen dreams dont fade away
There are fourteen nettles in the kiss
Fourteen feeling feel like this
Seen a thousand suns set into the ground
Like a thousand born into a single sound
There are fourteen ways of tearing up the past
There are fourteen ways of trying to make it last.
Before the dream between the fall
I wade into the twisted sand
While lovers stand against the wall
With frozen eyes and slight of hand.
C G X
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0 3 3
1 0 3
2 0 0
0 0 2
3 2 2
x 3 x
i dunno what the 'X' chord is actually called..all chords are relative to the capo
..capo the first fret..
continue with the same chord progression throughout the song...
X C G
Fourteen times I call your name
X C G
Fourteen times I get the same
X C G
A silent chill an empty room
X C G
And four dogs barking at the moon.
I go out to the ancient street
And spill my way through scattered light
The world is shaken at my feet
It takes me down into the night
I've seen a thousand suns set into the ground
Like a thousand born into a single sound
There are fourteen ways of tearing up the past
And there are fourteen ways of trying to make it last
Fourteen blades of melting grass
Fourteen shades tied to the mast
Fourteen tears strapped to the eye
Fourteen fears must wave goodbye
Fourteen bells must toll the day
When fourteen dreams dont fade away
There are fourteen nettles in the kiss
Fourteen feeling feel like this
Seen a thousand suns set into the ground
Like a thousand born into a single sound
There are fourteen ways of tearing up the past
There are fourteen ways of trying to make it last.
Before the dream between the fall
I wade into the twisted sand
While lovers stand against the wall
With frozen eyes and slight of hand.
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Marek Pastel
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Marel Alemany