Biography:
Thea Eve Gilmore (born 25 November 1979, Oxford, England, to Irish parents) is a British female singer-songwriter. She began her career working in a recording studio, where she was discovered by her now long-time collaborator, producer and sometime co-songwriter Nigel Stonier. Gilmore released her first album, Burning Dorothy, as a teenager in 1998 and over the course of the next four years, released increasingly well-received albums that earned her a reputation in the UK music press but no chart success.
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- Brother Can You Spare A Dime
- Coming Back To You
- Concrete
- Contessa
- Dance In New York
- Glistening Bay
- Have You Heard
- Hide N Seeking
- Icarus Wind
- If You Miss Me At The Back Of The Bus
- Inverigo
- Josefs Train
- London
- My Own Private Riot
- Old Soul
- Play Until The Bottles Gone
- Rise
- Rosie
- Song No 4
- Thatll Be Christmas
- The List
- The Lower Road
- Youre The Radio
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Inverigo
Thea Gilmore
from Recorded Delivery (2009)
Intro: E E4 E E (2x)
E E E E E E4 E E
We are late like a midnight train that's running nowhere
A A A A E E4 E E
We are sticks we are stones we are broken bones we are hot air
B7 B7 B7 B7 E E
We are under the guillotine trying to fix our hair
E E E E E E4 E E
There's computers clicking binary genius into the night
A A A A E E4 E E
There are formulas, remedies, reasons, there is hindsight
B7 B7 B7 B7 E E
There's the smell of artillery, There's the sky alight
A A E E
(2x) Dadadaaaa Oh yeah
E E E E E E4 E E
We are bedrock we're undergound we are sharp as the rain
A A E E4 E E
We are gathering pace we are thunder wrapped in cellophane
B7 B7 B7 B7 E E
We are running from the storms of our youth into more of the same
E E E E E E4 E E
There's a motorway service station on a January day
A A E E4 E E
There's a lunchtime radio show there's the shit that they play
B7 B7 E E
There's the percussion of buttons and keys in a cybercafe
A A E E
(2x) Dadadaaaa Oh yeah
E E E E E E4 E E
We are some distant TV channel a lesson grown old
A A E E4 E E
We are rhythm and rhyme, partners in crime we are fools gold
B7 B7 E E
We are free as the wind through the trees or so we are told
E E E E4 E E
There's some faded out manuscript paper and an old clarinet
A A E E4 E E
There is cash on the table there's a tapestry alphabet
B7 B7 E E
There's the moon and the tide and all the songs not written yet
B7 B7 E E
There's the moon and the tide and all the songs not written yet
B7.....E
Thea Gilmore
from Recorded Delivery (2009)
Intro: E E4 E E (2x)
E E E E E E4 E E
We are late like a midnight train that's running nowhere
A A A A E E4 E E
We are sticks we are stones we are broken bones we are hot air
B7 B7 B7 B7 E E
We are under the guillotine trying to fix our hair
E E E E E E4 E E
There's computers clicking binary genius into the night
A A A A E E4 E E
There are formulas, remedies, reasons, there is hindsight
B7 B7 B7 B7 E E
There's the smell of artillery, There's the sky alight
A A E E
(2x) Dadadaaaa Oh yeah
E E E E E E4 E E
We are bedrock we're undergound we are sharp as the rain
A A E E4 E E
We are gathering pace we are thunder wrapped in cellophane
B7 B7 B7 B7 E E
We are running from the storms of our youth into more of the same
E E E E E E4 E E
There's a motorway service station on a January day
A A E E4 E E
There's a lunchtime radio show there's the shit that they play
B7 B7 E E
There's the percussion of buttons and keys in a cybercafe
A A E E
(2x) Dadadaaaa Oh yeah
E E E E E E4 E E
We are some distant TV channel a lesson grown old
A A E E4 E E
We are rhythm and rhyme, partners in crime we are fools gold
B7 B7 E E
We are free as the wind through the trees or so we are told
E E E E4 E E
There's some faded out manuscript paper and an old clarinet
A A E E4 E E
There is cash on the table there's a tapestry alphabet
B7 B7 E E
There's the moon and the tide and all the songs not written yet
B7 B7 E E
There's the moon and the tide and all the songs not written yet
B7.....E
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