Biography:
Tall Heights is an American electro-folk duo based in Boston, MA. The group formed in 2009 and consists of singer/guitarist Tim Harrington and singer/cellist Paul Wright. Recent touring has also featured percussionist/singer Paul Dumas.
In the summer of 2010, Harrington and Wright were playing for spare change in Boston’s Faneuil Hall Marketplace. In two short years since, Tall Heights has headlined packed listening rooms across New England, toured down to Austin
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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!
[Verse 1]
F Am
I came along an empty planet
C G
Where I was born beside a lake
F Am
The days were long, and there was nothing in my eye
G
Not a tear, not a bird, not a snake
F Am
And Phillip claimed I must have missed him
C G
At the point of faith and misbelief
F Am
The red man died without a spear there at his side
G
I never learned the shape of a maple leaf
[Chorus]
F
In infrared is there anyone talking?
Am
In infrared is there anyone hocking
C G
A sign of life, something bright throwing heat?
F
In infrared in a little black box
Am
They won’t forget through the ticks, and the tocks
C G
In a little wood chest, a little heart with a beat
A little heart with a beat
[Interlude]
F Am C G
[Verse 2]
F Am
She awoke the vast reflection
C G
The way we hold, let go, repeat
F Am
To synthesize a joy in someone’s afterlife
G
I never knew, I never know, I never tried
[Repeat Chorus]
[Outro]
F
A little heart with a beat
Am
A little heart with a beat
C
A little heart with a beat
G
A little heart with a beat
F Am
I came along an empty planet
C G
Where I was born beside a lake
F Am
The days were long, and there was nothing in my eye
G
Not a tear, not a bird, not a snake
F Am
And Phillip claimed I must have missed him
C G
At the point of faith and misbelief
F Am
The red man died without a spear there at his side
G
I never learned the shape of a maple leaf
[Chorus]
F
In infrared is there anyone talking?
Am
In infrared is there anyone hocking
C G
A sign of life, something bright throwing heat?
F
In infrared in a little black box
Am
They won’t forget through the ticks, and the tocks
C G
In a little wood chest, a little heart with a beat
A little heart with a beat
[Interlude]
F Am C G
[Verse 2]
F Am
She awoke the vast reflection
C G
The way we hold, let go, repeat
F Am
To synthesize a joy in someone’s afterlife
G
I never knew, I never know, I never tried
[Repeat Chorus]
[Outro]
F
A little heart with a beat
Am
A little heart with a beat
C
A little heart with a beat
G
A little heart with a beat
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