The Republic of Wolves is an indie rock band from Long Island, New York consisting of Mason Maggio and Christian Van Deurs of the indie folk band Tigers On Trains as well as Billy Duprey, Gregg Andrew Dellarocca, and Chris Wall (who toured with Lights Resolve). AbsolutePunk named their debut extended play His Old Branches "the best EP to be released in 2009". Punknews.org has noted that there are "some moments of brilliant restraint in their songs".
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!
Chords used: G - 320033 Bm - x24432 D - xx0232 A - x02220
Intro: G--Bm-A- x2
Verse 1: GBmD Two carpenters of failing worth GBm We found ourselves in disrepair D But didn't care G So we took the wood Bm from that old tree DG Built a coffin on the sea Bm Flowers strewn across the deck DBm Sails drape around our broken necks
Chorus 1: BmGD
BmG And I'll (And I'll) be taken D apart when it's over
Verse 2: G Our ruined hands BmD collecting dust G Uneven loves that drove BmD us into our bodies G But we found the bricks Bm from our old house D Tried to put them G back together With no foundation Bm underneath D It crumbled right back to a smoldering heap
Chorus 2: BmGD
BmG And We'll (And We'll) be taken D apart when it's over Bm So we gave every flaw in GD our crooked construction a name Bm And accepted that nothing GD was meant to hold up for this long
Interlude: Bm-A-G-D- x2
Bridge: Bm When you felt the A sun come alive in your ribs GD You were dying just to try it Bm As the sutures and stitches that AG held you together were splitting D And it made such a glorious sound
Guitar Solo: G--Bm-D- x2
Verse 3: G You wire strings Bm slowly disappear D Well I have been emptied G of every fear The things that we had Bm but never replaced D We're falling asleep and forgetting the names
Verse 4: BmA Well I pried myself into pieces and GD scattered them over the wreckage Bm And you were still shaking your AGD head holding on to your nails BmA And every splinter of timber like GD thunder inside of my shuddering frame BmA Says I'm gonna pay yeah we're all gonna GD pay when it's over (when it's over)