Biography:
Emmy the Great is the stage name of London-based singer-songwriter Emma-Lee Moss (born in 1984 in Hong Kong). Her albums include First Love (2009), Virtue (2011) and Second Love (2016).
Moss was born in Hong Kong to an English father and a Chinese mother and was into music from a young age. She emigrated with her family to London at the age of 12.
Moss started performing in 2005 and her first release was the Secret Circus EP the following year.
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Other songs:
- Mahal Kita
- 24
- A Bowl Collecting Blood
- A Woman A Woman A Century Of Sleep
- Absentee
- Aiko
- Atoms
- Bad Things Coming We Are Safe
- Canopies And Grapes
- Cassandra
- Christmas Day I Wish I Was Surfing
- City Song
- Comic Books
- Dont Call Me Mrs Christmas
- Dylan
- Easter Parade
- Eastern Maria
- Edward Is Deadward
- Edward Is Dedward
- Everything Reminds Me Of You
- Exit Night Juliets Theme
- First Love
- Gabriel
- Hold On
- Hypotists Son
- Mia
- My Party Is Better Than Yours
- On The Museum Island
- Paper Forest In The Afterglow Of Rapture
- Paper Trails
- Phoenixes
- See You Next Year
- Short Country Song
- Swimming Pool
- The Hypnotists Son
- The Woods
- Trellick Tower
- Two Steps Forward
- War
- We Almost Had A Baby
- What Up
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G
Farewell to Ed
Em
For Ed is dead
C
The careless boy
D
Laid to rest
G
A velvet floor
Em
To place his head
C
An empty bag
D
A wooden chest
Em D
Still beautiful in death
C G
The moisture fogs my breath
Em D
Two hundred lowered eyes
C G
A hundred mute goodbyes
Em D
I never thought your threats would come good
Em D
You never did what you said you would
Your mum and dad
They look so old
All huddled up
In an inky cloak
I’m not surprised
This room is cold
It’s empty too
It’s stinks of floss
I sat with dad and drank some beer
We hadn’t spoken since last year
I took his hand, led him upstairs
Silently drew his body near
I couldn’t see, missed you so much
Missed you so large I had to fuck
Between your sheets all charred with grief
The pillows tainted with your dreams
I didn’t want to stop that fate
I should’ve said a thousand things
Yeh, but hey
Like we agreed
I will be brave
I will pour whisky
On your grave
Smoke cigarettes
Amongst the stones
Sprinkle champagne
Upon your bones
If burial restricts your view
I’ll bring the city here to you
I’ll pack the river and the clock
Wrap it into a picnic box
With golden bows
And crystal mugs
My dancing heels
Will feel the mud
We’ll disco boogie until the dawn
I’ll teach the village how to mourn
My living room
In future times
You’re just a face
Above my fire
I futile sound
A distant chime
I’ll think of this
And I will cry
Perhaps I’ll drop my toast
The sound of shattered glass
Thought I forgot at last
Some things just never pass
Easy to say
Hard to believe
There’ll come a day
That I don’t grieve
Until the time
My body leaves
I will regret
That you don’t breath
Farewell to Ed
Em
For Ed is dead
C
The careless boy
D
Laid to rest
G
A velvet floor
Em
To place his head
C
An empty bag
D
A wooden chest
Em D
Still beautiful in death
C G
The moisture fogs my breath
Em D
Two hundred lowered eyes
C G
A hundred mute goodbyes
Em D
I never thought your threats would come good
Em D
You never did what you said you would
Your mum and dad
They look so old
All huddled up
In an inky cloak
I’m not surprised
This room is cold
It’s empty too
It’s stinks of floss
I sat with dad and drank some beer
We hadn’t spoken since last year
I took his hand, led him upstairs
Silently drew his body near
I couldn’t see, missed you so much
Missed you so large I had to fuck
Between your sheets all charred with grief
The pillows tainted with your dreams
I didn’t want to stop that fate
I should’ve said a thousand things
Yeh, but hey
Like we agreed
I will be brave
I will pour whisky
On your grave
Smoke cigarettes
Amongst the stones
Sprinkle champagne
Upon your bones
If burial restricts your view
I’ll bring the city here to you
I’ll pack the river and the clock
Wrap it into a picnic box
With golden bows
And crystal mugs
My dancing heels
Will feel the mud
We’ll disco boogie until the dawn
I’ll teach the village how to mourn
My living room
In future times
You’re just a face
Above my fire
I futile sound
A distant chime
I’ll think of this
And I will cry
Perhaps I’ll drop my toast
The sound of shattered glass
Thought I forgot at last
Some things just never pass
Easy to say
Hard to believe
There’ll come a day
That I don’t grieve
Until the time
My body leaves
I will regret
That you don’t breath
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