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!
Page France- Junkyard
Capo 5
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C/G Fmaj7
You, me, and all the kings and queens
Buried in the junkyard
C/G Fmaj7
And every time the herald Cherubs sing
We rattle with the car parts
C/G Fmaj7
I was born to lie here patiently
Be dragged on the by the black star
C/G Fmaj7
And you were told to glow majestically
And love until your hands bleed
C/G Fmaj7 x2
C/G Fmaj7
You stole your mother's whitest gown
Swallowed like a sunbeam
C/G Fmaj7
And I stole your father's crusted crown
It shook us like a bad dream
C/G Fmaj7
They were born to lie here patiently
Waiting for the big swing
C/G Fmaj7
But you were more than dressing for a feast
Eat until your teeth bleed
G Am Em
Oh my royalty, my hand goes out to you
F E7
You look painfully true
Am Em Am Em
But I saw you cry like you used to laugh
F E7 F E7
When you looked around, Were you looking back
Am Em Am Em
At a lonely love, as to sprouting beans
F E7 F E7
No one's quite as bloom, as they play to be
Am Em Am Em
I would love to stay, but my work is through
F E7 F E7
I'm the truest song, that was never true
Am Em Am Em F E7 F E7
Tabbed by Jeremy Latimer
Send Questions/Comments to [email protected]
Capo 5
C/G Fmaj7 G Am Em F E7
-0--0-----3-0--0--1-0-|
-1--1-----3-1--0--1-0-|
-0--2-----0-2--0--2-1-|
-2--3-----0-2--2--3-0-|
-3--3-----2-0--2--3-2-|
-3--x-----3-0--0--1-0-|
C/G x2
C/G Fmaj7
You, me, and all the kings and queens
Buried in the junkyard
C/G Fmaj7
And every time the herald Cherubs sing
We rattle with the car parts
C/G Fmaj7
I was born to lie here patiently
Be dragged on the by the black star
C/G Fmaj7
And you were told to glow majestically
And love until your hands bleed
C/G Fmaj7 x2
C/G Fmaj7
You stole your mother's whitest gown
Swallowed like a sunbeam
C/G Fmaj7
And I stole your father's crusted crown
It shook us like a bad dream
C/G Fmaj7
They were born to lie here patiently
Waiting for the big swing
C/G Fmaj7
But you were more than dressing for a feast
Eat until your teeth bleed
G Am Em
Oh my royalty, my hand goes out to you
F E7
You look painfully true
Am Em Am Em
But I saw you cry like you used to laugh
F E7 F E7
When you looked around, Were you looking back
Am Em Am Em
At a lonely love, as to sprouting beans
F E7 F E7
No one's quite as bloom, as they play to be
Am Em Am Em
I would love to stay, but my work is through
F E7 F E7
I'm the truest song, that was never true
Am Em Am Em F E7 F E7
Tabbed by Jeremy Latimer
Send Questions/Comments to [email protected]
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