Biography:
The Middle East were a musical collective from Townsville, Australia, which formed in 2005. Fusing various influences from post-rock to folk to ambient, various members have at different times played in other North Queensland based groups such as Joseph Liddy and the Skeleton Horse, The Forest, and We Are Buildings.
After completing several East Coast tours, they released a split EP in 2006 with local Cairns band Sleeping in Trains. Their debut album The Recordings of the Middle East was released on 24th April 2008
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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!
Intro:
| Cmaj7 | G | D | D | x 4
Verse:
| Em | G | Cmaj7 | G | }
} x 2
| Em | G | Cmaj7 | D | }
Chorus:
| D |
| G | G | C | G |
| Em | G | Cmaj7 | D |
| Em | G | Cmaj7 | G |
| Em | G | D | D |
Green-eyed looker, it always pains me to see
Hollowed out picture of skin and bone
The strangest stranger that I ever did meet
Oh and I guess I ain’t that old
She came on strong with her own confidence
Made you sweat in your cotton, though it’ll breathe (?)
The cruelest behaviour ain’t born or mined (?)
Feel her shell should just go and down the wine (?)
It’s deep water, driving rain
And all I can remember is a cold
Another burned out lover who was begging to leave
She said “why wouldn’t you tie your soul to me?”
Took all I had in my waiting cell (?)
And a little of what I just don’t know
But I got my thinking up to where I fell
And I let the memories of my lovers die
It’s a bitter taste and a, a blinding light
Time fade burns, most would know
Took the hand of the, the woman I love
Now I am sure I’m gonna make her my own
It’s the deep water, the driving rain
I’m making a shelter of my own
When Jesus comes he’s gonna eat with me
And he’s gonna find our children old
Got a road all laid out and trenched
And mined enough for a walking pace (?)
It seems so different from where I’ve come
Oh Lord I’d love to see that, that place again
With its deep water, mountain range
Full of those hard living kind
Petrol stations and a copper mine
The kind of place I think I could die
| Cmaj7 | G | D | D | x 4
Verse:
| Em | G | Cmaj7 | G | }
} x 2
| Em | G | Cmaj7 | D | }
Chorus:
| D |
| G | G | C | G |
| Em | G | Cmaj7 | D |
| Em | G | Cmaj7 | G |
| Em | G | D | D |
Green-eyed looker, it always pains me to see
Hollowed out picture of skin and bone
The strangest stranger that I ever did meet
Oh and I guess I ain’t that old
She came on strong with her own confidence
Made you sweat in your cotton, though it’ll breathe (?)
The cruelest behaviour ain’t born or mined (?)
Feel her shell should just go and down the wine (?)
It’s deep water, driving rain
And all I can remember is a cold
Another burned out lover who was begging to leave
She said “why wouldn’t you tie your soul to me?”
Took all I had in my waiting cell (?)
And a little of what I just don’t know
But I got my thinking up to where I fell
And I let the memories of my lovers die
It’s a bitter taste and a, a blinding light
Time fade burns, most would know
Took the hand of the, the woman I love
Now I am sure I’m gonna make her my own
It’s the deep water, the driving rain
I’m making a shelter of my own
When Jesus comes he’s gonna eat with me
And he’s gonna find our children old
Got a road all laid out and trenched
And mined enough for a walking pace (?)
It seems so different from where I’ve come
Oh Lord I’d love to see that, that place again
With its deep water, mountain range
Full of those hard living kind
Petrol stations and a copper mine
The kind of place I think I could die
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