Biografía:
El sonido de estos chicos encuentra sus raíces en la tradición country y folk, con matices que hacen del suyo un sonido personalísimo: tempos lentos y letárgicos, lánguidas guitarras, y la evocativa, preciosa voz de Margo Timmins.
"Cuando empezamos, nuestro principal objetivo no era durar mucho como grupo, sino que lo hiciera la musica", afirma el compositor y guitarrista Michael Timmins. "Teníamos la esperanza de que nuestra sinceridad se contemplara a través de las canciones".
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Otras canciones:
- Sweet Jane
- 200 More Miles
- A Common Disaster
- A Horse In The Country
- Angel Mine
- Cause Cheap Is How I Feel
- Close My Eyes
- Cowboy Junkies Lament
- Escape Is So Simple
- Fuck I Hate The Cold
- Good Friday
- He Will Call You Baby
- Hold On To Me
- Hollow As A Bone
- If You Were The Woman
- Im So Lonesome I Could Cry
- Lament
- Lay It Down
- Lonely Sinking Feeling
- Lost My Driving Wheel
- Misguided Angel
- Murder Tonight In The Trailer Park
- Musical Key
- My Wild Child
- No Long Journey Home
- One Soul Now
- Oregon Hill
- Pale Sun
- Renmin Park
- Ring On The Sill
- River Waltz
- Sad To See The Season Go
- Simon Keeper
- Something More Besides You
- Southern Rain
- Sun Comes Up Its Tuesday Morning
- The Last Spike
- The Slide
- Thirty Summers
- This Street That Man This Life
- Those Final Feet
- Thousand Year Prayer
- To Hunting Ground From City
- To Lay Me Down
- To Live Is To Fly
- To Love Is To Bury
- Where Are You Tonight
¡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 found online...credit to Michael Timmins
[F] [C] [G] [F] [C] [G]
She placed her [F] ring on the [C] sill,
[G] dishes piled high.
She's on the [F] front porch step [C]
and the air smells like [G] snow. [NC]
[Cmaj7] She's thinking of the siege to [Em] come
and how'll she'll [Am] miss those weekends
in the park with the sun on her [Dm] face
and her book by her [F] side and that
lingering [C] taste that he left on her [G] tongue.
He lifts his [F] glass from the [C] table.
It leaves a [G] ring where it stood.
He sees the [F] light from the [C] window
caress her [G] like he knows he should.
He's [Cmaj7] remembering the first time he [Em] kissed her
and how he'd [Am] wake
and immediatley he'd miss her,
[Dm] like a spell, with each breath,
[F] he'd taste he breath like a [C] haunting,
[G] irritating as [C] hell.
[E] Do you rem- [G] ember when you'd [F] pray
to never see [C] the day
when [F] someone would make you [C] feel this way.
'Cause you [Dm] knew
it would cut right [Am] through you
[C] and once inside, you were [G] afraid they'd find
[F] nothing to [C] hold on [F] to. [C] [G] [F] [C] [G]
He puts her [F] ring on her [C] finger,
she [G] brushes back his hair.
He takes a [F] sip from his [C] glass,
she inhales the [G] cold fall air. [NC]
And they're [Cmaj7] thinking of the long road [Em] ahead
and the [Am] strength that they will need
just to reach the end.
And [Dm] there in the silence they [F] search for
the balance between this [C] fear they feel
and a [G] love that had graced their [C] lives.
[G] [F] [C] [G] [F] [C]
[F] [C] [G] [F] [C] [G]
She placed her [F] ring on the [C] sill,
[G] dishes piled high.
She's on the [F] front porch step [C]
and the air smells like [G] snow. [NC]
[Cmaj7] She's thinking of the siege to [Em] come
and how'll she'll [Am] miss those weekends
in the park with the sun on her [Dm] face
and her book by her [F] side and that
lingering [C] taste that he left on her [G] tongue.
He lifts his [F] glass from the [C] table.
It leaves a [G] ring where it stood.
He sees the [F] light from the [C] window
caress her [G] like he knows he should.
He's [Cmaj7] remembering the first time he [Em] kissed her
and how he'd [Am] wake
and immediatley he'd miss her,
[Dm] like a spell, with each breath,
[F] he'd taste he breath like a [C] haunting,
[G] irritating as [C] hell.
[E] Do you rem- [G] ember when you'd [F] pray
to never see [C] the day
when [F] someone would make you [C] feel this way.
'Cause you [Dm] knew
it would cut right [Am] through you
[C] and once inside, you were [G] afraid they'd find
[F] nothing to [C] hold on [F] to. [C] [G] [F] [C] [G]
He puts her [F] ring on her [C] finger,
she [G] brushes back his hair.
He takes a [F] sip from his [C] glass,
she inhales the [G] cold fall air. [NC]
And they're [Cmaj7] thinking of the long road [Em] ahead
and the [Am] strength that they will need
just to reach the end.
And [Dm] there in the silence they [F] search for
the balance between this [C] fear they feel
and a [G] love that had graced their [C] lives.
[G] [F] [C] [G] [F] [C]
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