Biography:
Field Report is an American folk band formed in 2011 in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. The band is led by singer/songwriter Christopher Porterfield (a form member of the Justin Vernon-led band DeYarmond Edison.
Field Report, an anagram of Porterfield's surname, was culled together in the studio while recording their 2012 self-titled debut. They suddenly found themselves championed by their former idols: offered support tours by Counting Crows and Aimee Mann, lauded by the likes of Mark Eitzel and Richard Thompson, and covered by Blind Boys Of Alabama.
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Field Report - I Am Not Waiting Anymore
F Bb F
I am red in tooth and claw
F Bb F
God's favorite child, bloodied from the brawl
F Bb F C Bb
This bitterness was killing me all along
F C F
I am not waiting anymore x2
Blowing through time like nickel slots
In a windowless room, on a credit card
Flash it like a semaphore, a vague, drafty metaphor
I am not waiting anymore
C Dm Bb
I've been a keen eyed observer of the movements of concentric parts
Gm F C
Of bodies of bones and breasts and unmapped chambers of hearts
Sand in hand has turned to glass
A Jeroboam filled with a life that's passed
Toss it off the balcony and listen for the crash
I am not waiting anymore
I spent eight long years working on my screenplay
It's a teen movie with young actresses that plays to the middle aged
I have read between the lines
I have been wrong every time
It burned up on the alter, but I am fine
I am not waiting anymore x3
F Bb F
I am red in tooth and claw
F Bb F
God's favorite child, bloodied from the brawl
F Bb F C Bb
This bitterness was killing me all along
F C F
I am not waiting anymore x2
Blowing through time like nickel slots
In a windowless room, on a credit card
Flash it like a semaphore, a vague, drafty metaphor
I am not waiting anymore
C Dm Bb
I've been a keen eyed observer of the movements of concentric parts
Gm F C
Of bodies of bones and breasts and unmapped chambers of hearts
Sand in hand has turned to glass
A Jeroboam filled with a life that's passed
Toss it off the balcony and listen for the crash
I am not waiting anymore
I spent eight long years working on my screenplay
It's a teen movie with young actresses that plays to the middle aged
I have read between the lines
I have been wrong every time
It burned up on the alter, but I am fine
I am not waiting anymore x3
Fiery Blue
Fietsefreem
Fievre Looka
Fieya Julia
Fifteen