Biography:
A Camp first drew breath in a forest in Northern Sweden, neck deep in snow, in the waning of the last millenium, amongst families of foxes.
It began a collabrative effort between two Swedish humans: Nina Persson, whose band The Cardigans had seen crazy success in the roaring 90s, and Niclas Frisk, a sonic wanderer who had himself enjoyed pop stardom with his band Atomic Swing. In common was a love for classic American music, and a melancholy both universal and somehow highly specific to the Scandinavian psyche.
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A Camp - Song For The Leftovers
(album: A Camp, 2001)
Intro: F#, F#maj7, F#7, Bm
F# F#maj7
The night s on the edge now
F#7 Bm
Hanging low against the tide
F# F#maj7
The world is at it's best now
G#m C#
When the loveless ones collide
B F#
It's a long night
B C#
A beautiful night
B C# F#
And we're the first leftovers of the night
I'm thinking 'bout the last times
And the people I had to hurt
I wonder why they couldn't touch
And why I never gave it up
You weren't hard to find
You didn't run and hide
B C# G#m
We were the first leftovers of the night
C# E C#
Hide of the night
The silence is a burden
When you don't really want to talk
I'm trying really hard now
To set alight my sleepy heart
We made a pretty sight
It seems we've found some pride
B C# G#m
In being the first leftovers of the night
C# G#m C#
Hide of the night, i-ight
E C#
And everything is alright now
E C#
Everything is alright now
E A-D B C#
Everything is alright
You're not what I was after
But I'm happy with what I found
To dream of new beginnings
When the end is all around
B F#
I think you're alright
B C#
You qualify
B C#
For being my supernova
B F#
It's a gambling life
B C#
A lonely strife
B C# B
But I think we're the best leftovers of the night
C# B C#
Hide of the night, hi-hide
G#m C#
And everything is alright now
G#m C#
Oh everything is alright now
Bm F#
Everything is alright.
Used chords:
EADGBe
F#---------244322 (xx4322)
F#maj7-----244321 (xx4321)
F#7--------244320 (xx4320)
Bm---------x24432
G#m--------466444
C#---------x46664
B----------x24442
E----------022100
A----------x02220
D----------xx0232
Any comments post me at [email protected]
A Camp - Song For The Leftovers
(album: A Camp, 2001)
Intro: F#, F#maj7, F#7, Bm
F# F#maj7
The night s on the edge now
F#7 Bm
Hanging low against the tide
F# F#maj7
The world is at it's best now
G#m C#
When the loveless ones collide
B F#
It's a long night
B C#
A beautiful night
B C# F#
And we're the first leftovers of the night
I'm thinking 'bout the last times
And the people I had to hurt
I wonder why they couldn't touch
And why I never gave it up
You weren't hard to find
You didn't run and hide
B C# G#m
We were the first leftovers of the night
C# E C#
Hide of the night
The silence is a burden
When you don't really want to talk
I'm trying really hard now
To set alight my sleepy heart
We made a pretty sight
It seems we've found some pride
B C# G#m
In being the first leftovers of the night
C# G#m C#
Hide of the night, i-ight
E C#
And everything is alright now
E C#
Everything is alright now
E A-D B C#
Everything is alright
You're not what I was after
But I'm happy with what I found
To dream of new beginnings
When the end is all around
B F#
I think you're alright
B C#
You qualify
B C#
For being my supernova
B F#
It's a gambling life
B C#
A lonely strife
B C# B
But I think we're the best leftovers of the night
C# B C#
Hide of the night, hi-hide
G#m C#
And everything is alright now
G#m C#
Oh everything is alright now
Bm F#
Everything is alright.
Used chords:
EADGBe
F#---------244322 (xx4322)
F#maj7-----244321 (xx4321)
F#7--------244320 (xx4320)
Bm---------x24432
G#m--------466444
C#---------x46664
B----------x24442
E----------022100
A----------x02220
D----------xx0232
Any comments post me at [email protected]
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