Biography:
Originários do Canadá, Swan Lake é um grupo composto por Daniel Bejar (Destroyer, The New Pornographers), Spencer Krug (Wolf Parade, Sunset Rubdown) e Carey Mercer (Frog Eyes).
“Beast Moans” é o álbum de estréia da banda, que trouxe canções cheias de sonoridades típicas, que evidenciam bem os famosos e distintos estilos de composição dos artistas, o que de certa forma pode não agradar a alguns ouvidos, devido à dose de experimentalismo empregada no trabalho.
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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!
This is how I play the song. I've simplified my tab into the most important chords to make it easier to
play and sing along.
Suggestions and corrections welcome.
[Verse 1]
D G D
G D
Oh we are nothing: but what our words leave behind are worth the raiment of the sun
G D
Sighed Palinurus, humming "Bird on a Wire", eyeing the cloth of the sun
G D
Thus we are nothing but what our words leave behind.
G D
Thus collect your poetries and incantations and bullets for the blind
G D
I haven't read them, I will not read them, for they dwell too much on signs
Bm
Thus the desert deserts thee, ah:
[Chorus]
Bm
I left this bullwhip by the nightstand
F# Bm D F# Bm
Julliard was a thousand miles ago
Bm
Where you gonna run when the clouds break?
F# Bm D F#
When the sun peaks his eye with attitude and rye,
A Bm
and you're set upon and lost
A Bm
lost feeling that the pain of ages rocks...
E Bm
feeling that the pain of ages rocks, rocks...
E Bm
feeling that the pain of ages rocks...
[Verse 2]
G D
G D
Hex signifiers, Iambic petra-fiers, and Roman Shit that we have left behind
G D
I'm gonna plumb the white pages, rocking the pain of ages, looking at your graceless depictions of light
G D
Though when there is there is nothing left to read, there shall be nothing left to write
D C#m Bm A G
That's when I get on board and drop
[Chorus]
F# Bm Bm
I left this bullwhip by the nightstand
F# Bm D F# A Bm
Julliard you were a thousand miles ago, and your setter drops
A Bm
Oh ya feeling that the pain of ages rocks...
E Bm
feeling that the pain of ages rocks, rocks...
E Bm
feeling that the pain of ages rocks...
[Bridge]
F# G C#m G A C#m
Ah da da da, yada da da dum, da dah oh
Bm
All they own they see! Oh oh oh oh
F# G C#m G A C#m
Yah da da da, yada da da dum, da dah
Bm
All they own they see! Oh oh oh oh
[Outro]
Bm D F# E
A G Bm D F# E
Oh the rain's got to fall
A G Bm D F# E
Oh the rain's got to fall
A G Bm D F# E
Oh the rain's got to fall
A G Bm D F# E
Oh the rain's got to fall
A G A G A G Bm
Oh the rain's got to fall
play and sing along.
Suggestions and corrections welcome.
[Verse 1]
D G D
G D
Oh we are nothing: but what our words leave behind are worth the raiment of the sun
G D
Sighed Palinurus, humming "Bird on a Wire", eyeing the cloth of the sun
G D
Thus we are nothing but what our words leave behind.
G D
Thus collect your poetries and incantations and bullets for the blind
G D
I haven't read them, I will not read them, for they dwell too much on signs
Bm
Thus the desert deserts thee, ah:
[Chorus]
Bm
I left this bullwhip by the nightstand
F# Bm D F# Bm
Julliard was a thousand miles ago
Bm
Where you gonna run when the clouds break?
F# Bm D F#
When the sun peaks his eye with attitude and rye,
A Bm
and you're set upon and lost
A Bm
lost feeling that the pain of ages rocks...
E Bm
feeling that the pain of ages rocks, rocks...
E Bm
feeling that the pain of ages rocks...
[Verse 2]
G D
G D
Hex signifiers, Iambic petra-fiers, and Roman Shit that we have left behind
G D
I'm gonna plumb the white pages, rocking the pain of ages, looking at your graceless depictions of light
G D
Though when there is there is nothing left to read, there shall be nothing left to write
D C#m Bm A G
That's when I get on board and drop
[Chorus]
F# Bm Bm
I left this bullwhip by the nightstand
F# Bm D F# A Bm
Julliard you were a thousand miles ago, and your setter drops
A Bm
Oh ya feeling that the pain of ages rocks...
E Bm
feeling that the pain of ages rocks, rocks...
E Bm
feeling that the pain of ages rocks...
[Bridge]
F# G C#m G A C#m
Ah da da da, yada da da dum, da dah oh
Bm
All they own they see! Oh oh oh oh
F# G C#m G A C#m
Yah da da da, yada da da dum, da dah
Bm
All they own they see! Oh oh oh oh
[Outro]
Bm D F# E
A G Bm D F# E
Oh the rain's got to fall
A G Bm D F# E
Oh the rain's got to fall
A G Bm D F# E
Oh the rain's got to fall
A G Bm D F# E
Oh the rain's got to fall
A G A G A G Bm
Oh the rain's got to fall
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