Biografía:
The best of the young American songwriters, a voice full of feeling and a big, big heart. And the balls to say what he thinks.
Berkeley is a New Jersey native, but in the past decade, he's lived in Brooklyn, Atlanta, Berkeley and Corsica. Santa Fe is now home, where he lives with this wife and two young sons. Within months of arriving and still overwhelmed by the palette of reds and browns, the endless open sky, and the frightening lack of water in his new high desert surroundings
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¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
[Verse 1]
Bm G
She's driving home Sunday morning, with the
Bm G
heat turned up, the windows rolled down to the edge.
Bm A
And yesterday, snowed for the first time.
D G
Now no one's on the Willis Avenue Bridge.
[Chorus 1]
D G
Used to be a hard merge.
D G
Used to be a hard merge.
[Verse 2]
Bm G
She's thinking back on New York City, the first
Bm G
boy she kissed, the first boy that she crossed.
Bm A
Now everybody's in their 20s. Look who got
D G
married, look who's lost.
[Chorus 2]
D
Used to be a heartbreak.
G
Used to be a heartbreak.
D
Used to be a heartbreak.
A G D Bm
And the fall of 100 things,
A G D
the hint of an opening.
[Verse 3]
Bm G
Days like this, it's hard to pull over, hard to hold
Bm G
all of the memories in your mind.
Bm A D
She tries to readjust the rearview, so no one has to
G
ever fall far behind.
[Chorus 3]
D
Used to be much harder.
G
Used to be much harder.
D A
She used to be much harder.
G D Bm A
And the fall of 100 things,
G D
the hint of an opening.
A G D Bm A
And the fall of 100 things,
G
the hint of an opening.
[Bridge]
Am G D
With all the glass in New York City, it should
C G D
be harder to hide, not so hard to find your way back home.
Am G D
They can take back all their pity, it's not a one-
C G D
way ride, nowhere to hold on, no going home,
C G D
no way to slow down.
C G D
no way to slow down.
C G
no way to slow down.
[Coda]
Bm A
Yesterday, snowed for the first time.
D G
Now no one's on the Willis Avenue Bridge.
Bm G
She's driving home Sunday morning, with the
Bm G
heat turned up, the windows rolled down to the edge.
Bm A
And yesterday, snowed for the first time.
D G
Now no one's on the Willis Avenue Bridge.
[Chorus 1]
D G
Used to be a hard merge.
D G
Used to be a hard merge.
[Verse 2]
Bm G
She's thinking back on New York City, the first
Bm G
boy she kissed, the first boy that she crossed.
Bm A
Now everybody's in their 20s. Look who got
D G
married, look who's lost.
[Chorus 2]
D
Used to be a heartbreak.
G
Used to be a heartbreak.
D
Used to be a heartbreak.
A G D Bm
And the fall of 100 things,
A G D
the hint of an opening.
[Verse 3]
Bm G
Days like this, it's hard to pull over, hard to hold
Bm G
all of the memories in your mind.
Bm A D
She tries to readjust the rearview, so no one has to
G
ever fall far behind.
[Chorus 3]
D
Used to be much harder.
G
Used to be much harder.
D A
She used to be much harder.
G D Bm A
And the fall of 100 things,
G D
the hint of an opening.
A G D Bm A
And the fall of 100 things,
G
the hint of an opening.
[Bridge]
Am G D
With all the glass in New York City, it should
C G D
be harder to hide, not so hard to find your way back home.
Am G D
They can take back all their pity, it's not a one-
C G D
way ride, nowhere to hold on, no going home,
C G D
no way to slow down.
C G D
no way to slow down.
C G
no way to slow down.
[Coda]
Bm A
Yesterday, snowed for the first time.
D G
Now no one's on the Willis Avenue Bridge.
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