Emmy the Great é uma cantora e compositora nascida em Honk Kong, que vive em Londres, conhecida pelas suas letras evocativas e reflexivas e pelo seu jeito inventivo de rimar. Parte da cena anti-folk, ela já trabalhou com vários outros artistas, como Fyfe Dangerfield, Jeremy Warmsley and Lightspeed Champion, Martha Wainwright, Mystery Jets, Tilly and the Wall, Jamie T, Euros Childs e Kimya Dawson.
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!
C Farewell to Ed Am For Ed is dead F The careless boy G Laid to rest C A velvet floor Am To place his head F An empty bag G A wooden chest
AmG Still beautiful in death FC The moisture fogs my breath AmG Two hundred lowered eyes FC A hundred mute goodbyes
AmCG I never thought your threats would come good AmCG You never did what you said you would
C Your mum and dad Am They look so old F All huddled up G In an inky cloak
C I’m not surprised Am This room is cold F It’s empty too G It’s stinks of floss
AmG I sat with dad and drank some beer FC We hadn’t spoken since last year AmG I took his hand, led him upstairs FC Silently drew his body near
AmG I couldn’t see, missed you so much FC Missed you so large I had to fuck AmG Between your sheets all charred with grief FC The pillows tainted with your dreams
AmCG I didn’t want to stop that fate AmCG I should’ve said a thousand things G Yeh, but hey
C Like we agreed Am I will be brave F I will pour whisky G On your grave
C Smoke cigarettes Am Amongst the stones F Sprinkle champagne G Upon your bones
AmG If burial restricts your view FC I’ll bring the city here to you AmG I’ll pack the river and the clock FC Wrap it into a picnic box
Am With golden bows G And crystal mugs F My dancing heels C Will feel the mud AmG We’ll disco boogie until the dawn FC I’ll teach the village how to mourn
C My living room Am In future times F You’re just a face G Above my fire
C I futile sound Am A distant chime F I’ll think of this G And I will cry
AmG Perhaps I’ll drop my toast FC The sound of shattered glass AmG Thought I forgot at last FC Some things just never pass Am Easy to say G Hard to believe F There’ll come a day C That I don’t grieve Am Until the time G My body leaves F I will regret C That you don’t breath