Biography:
It seems fitting that Adam Arcuragi grew up listening to his grandparents collection of old soul and gospel records, because according to NPR, he is 'a Philly soul with the old school power of Van Morrison'.
As an award winning poet and playwright, Adam’s songs spill over with compelling and poignant lyrics that garner continuous praise, or as All Music Guide states: “There is unbridled joy inherent in even the saddest of these songs, and unforgettable images in almost every verse”.
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INTRO:
C F
C D
Well I am in love with something invisible
F C am
And though no one can make sense of where it's from,
D
I'm sure as all my bones
C D
So lay my head and feet to point north and south
F C am
I will try to be a compass if you smile
D
and deign to take me home
F C
I will lay on the bottom of that river
F am D
Spending my time where old sorts go to die
F C
Engulf the fish at the bottom of that river
F C
Lift a song into the night
amol D
So that the moon won’t have to die
C D
I will collect all the hammers and I will make them ring
F C am
When the slowly swollen eyes are not enough
C D
And I will walk down the road until I can hear her sing
F C am
She can pass her coded message through my clothes
D
And assure me that she’s sure
F C
I will lay on the bottom of that river
F am D
Spending my time where old sorts go to die
F C
Engulf the fish at the bottom of that river
F C
Lift a song into the night
am D
So that the moon won’t have to die
C D
Well come up slow And drag your voice out into the light
F C am D
With the rough cover it provides you to shine
C D
Now here we go down the hill fast faster no keel no bow
F C am
Though you can smell them in my blood, forget the start
D
Cause they’re all dead by now
F C
I will lay on the bottom of that river
F am D
Spending my time where old sorts go to die
F C
Engulf the fish at the bottom of that river
F C
Lift a song into the night
am D
So that the moon won’t have to die
I hope you like it, peace!
C F
C D
Well I am in love with something invisible
F C am
And though no one can make sense of where it's from,
D
I'm sure as all my bones
C D
So lay my head and feet to point north and south
F C am
I will try to be a compass if you smile
D
and deign to take me home
F C
I will lay on the bottom of that river
F am D
Spending my time where old sorts go to die
F C
Engulf the fish at the bottom of that river
F C
Lift a song into the night
amol D
So that the moon won’t have to die
C D
I will collect all the hammers and I will make them ring
F C am
When the slowly swollen eyes are not enough
C D
And I will walk down the road until I can hear her sing
F C am
She can pass her coded message through my clothes
D
And assure me that she’s sure
F C
I will lay on the bottom of that river
F am D
Spending my time where old sorts go to die
F C
Engulf the fish at the bottom of that river
F C
Lift a song into the night
am D
So that the moon won’t have to die
C D
Well come up slow And drag your voice out into the light
F C am D
With the rough cover it provides you to shine
C D
Now here we go down the hill fast faster no keel no bow
F C am
Though you can smell them in my blood, forget the start
D
Cause they’re all dead by now
F C
I will lay on the bottom of that river
F am D
Spending my time where old sorts go to die
F C
Engulf the fish at the bottom of that river
F C
Lift a song into the night
am D
So that the moon won’t have to die
I hope you like it, peace!
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