Biography:
Music is an art form that is meant to speak to us beyond the literal. After spending years perfecting his craft, Singer/songwriter, Joseph Michelini decided to take his music to the next plane. Cutting his teeth in coffee houses in Toms River, NJ, Joseph began to introduce different elements, from acoustic bass, to banjo and cello. At that point, River City Extension was born; having the intention of writing orchestral indie rock, while introducing elements of Punk, Country, Folk, and World music.
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Intro: Eb (4) Bb (4) Eb Bb Cm, Ab, Eb, Bb
Eb
In the leaves
Where the trees
Bb
Grow like water
In the sea
Eb
Nature speaks
Speaks to me
Bb
Something salty
Something sweet
Eb
I am naked
In the dark
Bb
With my eyelids
Eb
Shining like flashlights in the mist of
Our dirty playtime
Bb
And for the spring
We are echoes of winter
Cm Ab Eb Bb
(Way-a-way-a way-a way-a
Cm Ab Eb Bb
(Way-a-way-a way-a way-a
She won’t return my
My sweet affection
You are elected
And I am lucky to know you
And slowly, slowly but surely
She gets to know me
Man I was lucky she new me
Every single I time I try to leave my heart behind
A catch a glimpse of that behind, and I just lose my mind
Because the imagery you set is always natural and sexy
I’d be nicer if you let me but for now I think that I will tuck away (a-way-a)
I can’t lose my muse and I probably can’t stay
I’m not worth your time, you’re my time of day
(Way-A-way-a)
Eb
In the leaves
Where the trees
Bb
Grow like water
In the sea
Eb
Nature speaks
Speaks to me
Bb
Something salty
Something sweet
Eb
I am naked
In the dark
Bb
With my eyelids
Eb
Shining like flashlights in the mist of
Our dirty playtime
Bb
And for the spring
We are echoes of winter
Cm Ab Eb Bb
(Way-a-way-a way-a way-a
Cm Ab Eb Bb
(Way-a-way-a way-a way-a
She won’t return my
My sweet affection
You are elected
And I am lucky to know you
And slowly, slowly but surely
She gets to know me
Man I was lucky she new me
Every single I time I try to leave my heart behind
A catch a glimpse of that behind, and I just lose my mind
Because the imagery you set is always natural and sexy
I’d be nicer if you let me but for now I think that I will tuck away (a-way-a)
I can’t lose my muse and I probably can’t stay
I’m not worth your time, you’re my time of day
(Way-A-way-a)
River Tiber
River Town Saint (...)
River Valley Chu (...)
River Valley Wor (...)
River Wheel