Biography:
(2004 - 2008)
Page France were an indie folk-pop music band. Their music tends to be emotional and their songs tend to have simple melodies. Page France is sometimes compared to Sufjan Stevens for their use of uncommon instruments such as the glockenspiel and banjo.
The band broke up in 2008. Frontman Michael Nau is now focusing his full attention on Cotton Jones.
The band has been characterized by some as Christian due to a number of references in song lyrics and titles.
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Other songs:
- Chariot
- Belly In The Fish
- Bush
- Casting Day
- Ceiling
- Circus Head Nobody Knows
- Dogs
- Elephant
- Feather
- Finders
- Glue
- Goodness
- Grass
- Heres A Telephone
- Jesus
- Junkyard
- Mr Violin And Dancing Bear
- No One Likes A Bleeder
- Passengers Laughing
- Pigeons
- Real To You
- Ruby Ring Man
- Spine
- Trampoline
- We Remain As Two
- Weatherman Section Three
- Windy
Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
Artist: Page France
Album: Hello, Dear Wind
Song: Grass
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Fmaj7 C Gadd6
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Blue eyes when the wind was done
You were lying like a soldier
In the grass, in the grass
Like the war was over
Blue eyes when you took a breath
It was heavy on my shoulder
Clap your hands, clap your hands
It looks like the worst is over
Gadd6
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Blue eyes when the wind was here
You were blown just like a feather
In the trees, in the trees
You were caught inside forever
Blue eyes when you hold your breath
I can breath in deeper
Clap your hands, clap your hands
The grass doesn't get no greener
Gadd6 x2
Fmaj7 C Fmaj7 C
Blue eyes when the wind was done
You were carried on my shoulder
Praise the land, praise the land
And all of its placeholders
(Praise the land, praise the land
And all of its placeholders)
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Album: Hello, Dear Wind
Song: Grass
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https://500px.com/thl22
Fmaj7 C Gadd6
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Fmaj7 C Fmaj7 C
Blue eyes when the wind was done
You were lying like a soldier
In the grass, in the grass
Like the war was over
Blue eyes when you took a breath
It was heavy on my shoulder
Clap your hands, clap your hands
It looks like the worst is over
Gadd6
Fmaj7 C Fmaj7 C
Blue eyes when the wind was here
You were blown just like a feather
In the trees, in the trees
You were caught inside forever
Blue eyes when you hold your breath
I can breath in deeper
Clap your hands, clap your hands
The grass doesn't get no greener
Gadd6 x2
Fmaj7 C Fmaj7 C
Blue eyes when the wind was done
You were carried on my shoulder
Praise the land, praise the land
And all of its placeholders
(Praise the land, praise the land
And all of its placeholders)
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Guitar 2
x2
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#----------------------------PLEASE NOTE-----------------------------#
# This represents the author's own work and interpretation of the #
# song. To be used only for private study, scholarship, or research. #
#--------------------------------------------------------------------#
Pakalolo
Pál D&eac (...)
Pál Utcai (...)
Palace
Palaye Royale