Biography:
Julia Stone is a singer-songwriter and multi-instrumentalist from Newport, Australia. She's part of the siblings Angus & Julia Stone. Following four years of critically acclaimed collaboration with brother Angus, Julia Stone's The Memory Machine marks her first foray into solo musical terrain. With the global success of the duo’s first two albums and accompanying sell out tours, Julia’s debut solo album demonstrates a musical confidence and story-telling capacity that reflects her evolution as an artist.
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Bm
The walls are talking
D
and the only person
A
who can hear me
Bm
is nearly gone.
D
I stand by your bedside,
A
on the edge of words
G
That I can't say,
Bm
for the fear that I might fall.
Bm
Maybe I'm afraid that
D
the pictures that I paint,
A
Won't capture
Bm
the beauty of you.
D
And the last thing that you hear
A
is the silence in your ears,
G
As I sink beneath the weight
Bm
of it all.
Em
I could call you my lover,
A
call you a beast,
D C
Call you the island,
G
where faith doesn't reach.
Em
Call you a lion,
A
call you a man,
D C G
You're the line that ties me to things.
Bm
I don't understand.
Bm
Your smile as you wither,
D
is as pretty as the picture,
A
You wouldn't sell
Bm
to the lady next door.
D
You tell me music and art,
A
it doesn't have a price, it's for the heart,
G
I should give it away,
Bm
Use it for the freedom of us all.
Em
I could call you my lover,
A
call you a beast,
D C
Call you the island,
G
where faith doesn't reach.
Em
Call you a lion,
A
call you a man,
D C G
You're the line that ties me to things.
Bm
I don't understand.
The walls are talking
D
and the only person
A
who can hear me
Bm
is nearly gone.
D
I stand by your bedside,
A
on the edge of words
G
That I can't say,
Bm
for the fear that I might fall.
Bm
Maybe I'm afraid that
D
the pictures that I paint,
A
Won't capture
Bm
the beauty of you.
D
And the last thing that you hear
A
is the silence in your ears,
G
As I sink beneath the weight
Bm
of it all.
Em
I could call you my lover,
A
call you a beast,
D C
Call you the island,
G
where faith doesn't reach.
Em
Call you a lion,
A
call you a man,
D C G
You're the line that ties me to things.
Bm
I don't understand.
Bm
Your smile as you wither,
D
is as pretty as the picture,
A
You wouldn't sell
Bm
to the lady next door.
D
You tell me music and art,
A
it doesn't have a price, it's for the heart,
G
I should give it away,
Bm
Use it for the freedom of us all.
Em
I could call you my lover,
A
call you a beast,
D C
Call you the island,
G
where faith doesn't reach.
Em
Call you a lion,
A
call you a man,
D C G
You're the line that ties me to things.
Bm
I don't understand.
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