Biography:
Sean Rowe (born in Troy, USA) is an alternative folk singer-songwriter and musician.
Born and raised in Troy, New York, Rowe started playing music at an early age. He received a bass guitar from his father on his 12th birthday and performed in a local band. After receiving an acoustic guitar as a gift from his uncle, Rowe began playing solo.
Since 2003, Rowe played locally in his hometown at open mics, bars and cafes. He began playing with percussionist Marco Haber , who played on a few tracks on his first album 27.
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Am C G (CAPO II) - Play throughout except bridge
The willow, still she cries that lonely song
It's been so long
And the stars are the same stars with the same truth
And in that river's secret, still shivering
The reckoning
That came like thunder on September 1st
The 4 of them go blind with confidence
It was in their prints
Running like the ground was made of fire
Who could know the terrible deliverance
The consequence
Was hidden under the water's diamond eyes
The 3 of them are still
Waiting for a sign, they drop the line
And filling with a horrible numb
The moment whipped against the rocks
It was deafening,
And threatening to grow them up forever
C G
Are you Daniel?
C G
Your signature on the breeze?
C G
Your memory has watched me
C G (silent, or try Am / Em )
Or am I a fool to think you would wait in this place
The willow takes its place and it gives her arm, her strongest arm
To hold the rope that was never meant to kill
The current ate him like a serpent vanishing, vanishing
Nothing turns a mother from her will
Nothing turns a mother from her will
Nothing turns a mother from her will
The willow, still she cries that lonely song
It's been so long
And the stars are the same stars with the same truth
And in that river's secret, still shivering
The reckoning
That came like thunder on September 1st
The 4 of them go blind with confidence
It was in their prints
Running like the ground was made of fire
Who could know the terrible deliverance
The consequence
Was hidden under the water's diamond eyes
The 3 of them are still
Waiting for a sign, they drop the line
And filling with a horrible numb
The moment whipped against the rocks
It was deafening,
And threatening to grow them up forever
C G
Are you Daniel?
C G
Your signature on the breeze?
C G
Your memory has watched me
C G (silent, or try Am / Em )
Or am I a fool to think you would wait in this place
The willow takes its place and it gives her arm, her strongest arm
To hold the rope that was never meant to kill
The current ate him like a serpent vanishing, vanishing
Nothing turns a mother from her will
Nothing turns a mother from her will
Nothing turns a mother from her will
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