Biografia:
Based between Brighton and London, Cosmo Sheldrake is a 23 year-old master looper, vocalist, multi-instrumentalist and producer. He runs vocal improv and beatboxing workshops, youth empowerment and wilderness camps. He also teaches workshops in schools and runs a regular community choir in Brighton as well as performing with his brother Merlin in the Gentle Mystics.
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Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
[Verse 1]
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Well time she did as time she does
G F#m
She passed along her way
Bm F#m
And dawn she crept like a frightened girl
G F#m
Out from the night time’s sway
Bm F#m
But in the merry month of May
G F#m
A solemn fact does lurk
Bm F#m
For Spring it sprang as Spring it does
A A7
And put the bees to work
Bm F#m G F#m
[Verse 2]
Bm F#m
And work they must and work they shall
G F#m
For all the things to grow
Bm F#m
For if they don’t as time she knows
G F#m
They’d wither on the bough
Bm F#m
And what a shame such things would be
G F#m
No wondrous wine for you and me
Bm F#m
No cider too, nor mead nor soup
A A7
For us to all make merry
[Verse 3]
Bm F#m
So rot, ferment and decompose
G F#m
So all the things can grow
Bm F#m
Or wallow in a drinkless world
G F#m
And wither on the bough
Bm F#m
Oh what a dusty burden that nectar and that pollen
G F#m
Like Atlas with the heavens nn the back of his head
Bm F#m
And what if they should falter and shrug their little shoulders?
A A7
Well time she’d pass all the same
Bm F#m
Well time she did as time she does
G F#m
She passed along her way
Bm F#m
And dawn she crept like a frightened girl
G F#m
Out from the night time’s sway
Bm F#m
But in the merry month of May
G F#m
A solemn fact does lurk
Bm F#m
For Spring it sprang as Spring it does
A A7
And put the bees to work
Bm F#m G F#m
[Verse 2]
Bm F#m
And work they must and work they shall
G F#m
For all the things to grow
Bm F#m
For if they don’t as time she knows
G F#m
They’d wither on the bough
Bm F#m
And what a shame such things would be
G F#m
No wondrous wine for you and me
Bm F#m
No cider too, nor mead nor soup
A A7
For us to all make merry
[Verse 3]
Bm F#m
So rot, ferment and decompose
G F#m
So all the things can grow
Bm F#m
Or wallow in a drinkless world
G F#m
And wither on the bough
Bm F#m
Oh what a dusty burden that nectar and that pollen
G F#m
Like Atlas with the heavens nn the back of his head
Bm F#m
And what if they should falter and shrug their little shoulders?
A A7
Well time she’d pass all the same
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