Biografia:
School of Seven Bells (ou apenas SVIIB) é uma banda formada por Benjamin Curtis, do Secret Machines, com as irmãs gêmeas Alejandra Deheza e Claudia Deheza*, do extinto grupo On!Air!Library!
Curtis e as irmãs Deheza se conheceram enquanto abriam shows da turnê do Interpol. Os três decidiram encerrar seus compromissos com as bandas anteriores e mudar para um espaço próprio e compartilhado, onde juntos criariam um estúdio de gravação.
Seu som já foi descrito como onírico e etéreo, e as letras abstratas.
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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]
D
Sometimes I go whole days, listening, bored, half asleep
Bm A
I won't say anything, that's worth a thing to me one day,
A G
Suddenly time took a turn that once felt so brief
G
I blinked to see polite ghosts fading quickly
[Chorus]
D
What begins as an unguarded train of thoughts slowly can become
Bm
An addiction to the slumber of disconnection
A
And resonance of memory that no longer has a shape
G
But keeps you numb through the hours till gone is another day
[Verse 2]
D
Be aware, my darling, these things I say I mean are
Bm
Just traces of something I long to feel again
A G
I see our time expand in the air almost forcibly
G
Spreading thinner till it dissolves completely
[Interlude]
D Bm A G
[Chorus]
D
What begins as an unguarded train of thoughts slowly can become
Bm
An addiction to the slumber of disconnection
A
And resonance of memory that no longer has a shape
G
But keeps you numb through the hours till gone is another day
D
Sometimes I go whole days, listening, bored, half asleep
Bm A
I won't say anything, that's worth a thing to me one day,
A G
Suddenly time took a turn that once felt so brief
G
I blinked to see polite ghosts fading quickly
[Chorus]
D
What begins as an unguarded train of thoughts slowly can become
Bm
An addiction to the slumber of disconnection
A
And resonance of memory that no longer has a shape
G
But keeps you numb through the hours till gone is another day
[Verse 2]
D
Be aware, my darling, these things I say I mean are
Bm
Just traces of something I long to feel again
A G
I see our time expand in the air almost forcibly
G
Spreading thinner till it dissolves completely
[Interlude]
D Bm A G
[Chorus]
D
What begins as an unguarded train of thoughts slowly can become
Bm
An addiction to the slumber of disconnection
A
And resonance of memory that no longer has a shape
G
But keeps you numb through the hours till gone is another day
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