Biography:
Blind Pilot is an American indie folk band based in Portland, Oregon.
The band has performed on Carson Daly's show, opened arena shows in England and been selected as iTunes' Single of the Week. After a busy summer that included the Lollapalooza, Sasquatch!, and Outside Lands festivals and a high-profile slot opening for fellow Portlanders the Decemberists on select dates, Blind Pilot is embarking on a national headlining tour to support their magnanimous debut, 3 Rounds and a Sound, released last year on Expunged Records.
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Other songs:
- 3 Rounds And A Sound
- Go On, Say It
- I Buried A Bone
- One Red Thread
- Oviedo
- Paint Or Pollen
- The Story I Heard
- We Are The Tide
- Always
- Dont Doubt
- Get It Out
- Go On Say It
- Half Moon
- It Was Enough
- Joik 3
- Just One
- Keep You Right
- Like Lions
- Look At Miss Ohio
- New York
- Oviedo No Capo
- Packed Powder
- Poor Boy
- The Bitter End
- The Colored Night
- Things I Cannot Recall
- Three Rounds And A Sound
- Two Towns From Me
- Umpqua Rushing
- Which Side Im On
- White Apple
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G
in your old room
C
where we caught you
A7 D
stepping through some old song
G
you said came from
C
where your going
A7 D
a lady read it in your palm
G C
down at the 12th avenue market
G C
the promise you will not forget
G
you are going
C D
till its gone
G
screen went blue
C
before i touched you
A7 D
and my ride went home
G
all the photos
C
came out lonely
A7 D
but we're not alone
G C
talking of everything we could not hope
G C
i was stupid of thinking of east coast
G
already
C D
now its gone
C G
there are things i cannot forget
C G
i wish none had happened yet
C G
there are some things i cannot forget
we were stronger than the preachers
we were wiser than the wall
took our sleeping by the river
and the beaches in your car
up where you taught me how to drive a stick
and told me your family secret
you were scared i was caught
why'd you stay behind
packing for the trip
why'd you ask me to be the one
first through your lips
i was awkward and i could not hear
your body through my body's fear
we were going to hell
there are things i cannot recall
there are some things that would risk it all
but these are the things we cannot recall
these are the things i cannot recall
in your old room
C
where we caught you
A7 D
stepping through some old song
G
you said came from
C
where your going
A7 D
a lady read it in your palm
G C
down at the 12th avenue market
G C
the promise you will not forget
G
you are going
C D
till its gone
G
screen went blue
C
before i touched you
A7 D
and my ride went home
G
all the photos
C
came out lonely
A7 D
but we're not alone
G C
talking of everything we could not hope
G C
i was stupid of thinking of east coast
G
already
C D
now its gone
C G
there are things i cannot forget
C G
i wish none had happened yet
C G
there are some things i cannot forget
we were stronger than the preachers
we were wiser than the wall
took our sleeping by the river
and the beaches in your car
up where you taught me how to drive a stick
and told me your family secret
you were scared i was caught
why'd you stay behind
packing for the trip
why'd you ask me to be the one
first through your lips
i was awkward and i could not hear
your body through my body's fear
we were going to hell
there are things i cannot recall
there are some things that would risk it all
but these are the things we cannot recall
these are the things i cannot recall
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