Biografía:
Modern Baseball is an American emo/pop punk/indie rock band from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.[1]
Brendan Lukens and Jake Ewald were high school friends from Brunswick, Maryland who began as an acoustic duo before relocating to Philadelphia, Pennsylvania to attend college; Lukens at Chestnut Hill College, and Ewald at Drexel University. They then met drummer Sean Huber and bassist Ian Farmer. Their name was inspired by a book that Lukens and Ewald
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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!
Hiding by Modern Baseball off their new album Holy Ghost
Standard Tuning
Intro: G
G
Take the train to Frankford
Em B
I won’t answer when they call
C Cm G
I guess that’s just my gift to myself
G
Drank a lot and danced to The Cure
Em B
Holding on for dear life
C Cm G
To the frayed edge of a feeling we misplaced years ago
D C G
And knowing we should really get back home
G
G
Made mistakes
Em B
The plants died young, like all good things
C Cm
But I wish my small self had known
G
How much water to use
G
Still some nights I find
Em B
The ideas that bring me rest
C Cm G
Are the ones that used to prod and pester and keep me up
D C G
Swinging open doors I swore I’d shut
D C
Pouring pewter
Em G C
Amassing coins to displace debt to you
D C
My straight-line shooter
Em
Let me learn here
G Bm C G
I am in pursuit of all I can undo
G
G
Entertain the cancer
Em B
We all answer upwards either way
C Cm G
The waiting game is tied again
G
Backs of hands and phrases
Em
Misplaced gazes
B C Cm G
Things we still deny to selves and hesitate to talk about
D
A call from high school two drinks in
C
I smiled but you could not see
Em Eb D C
Your tin can cell receiver hummed its New York static song
C
The lever pulled and all at once
Am
The floor was false
The center seam divided
Em Eb
Lace and well-pressed cotton
D C
Found the flood we’d since forgotten
We still leave our shoes at the door
Am
Before we wring out our wet clothes
G C
Across your floor and future
Em Eb C
Stitch the gaps that destiny assumed
G C
With floral sutures
Em Eb C
Are you hiding or have I abandoned you?
G
Let me learn here
Bm C G Bm C
I am in pursuit of all I can undo
End on G
Standard Tuning
Intro: G
G
Take the train to Frankford
Em B
I won’t answer when they call
C Cm G
I guess that’s just my gift to myself
G
Drank a lot and danced to The Cure
Em B
Holding on for dear life
C Cm G
To the frayed edge of a feeling we misplaced years ago
D C G
And knowing we should really get back home
G
G
Made mistakes
Em B
The plants died young, like all good things
C Cm
But I wish my small self had known
G
How much water to use
G
Still some nights I find
Em B
The ideas that bring me rest
C Cm G
Are the ones that used to prod and pester and keep me up
D C G
Swinging open doors I swore I’d shut
D C
Pouring pewter
Em G C
Amassing coins to displace debt to you
D C
My straight-line shooter
Em
Let me learn here
G Bm C G
I am in pursuit of all I can undo
G
G
Entertain the cancer
Em B
We all answer upwards either way
C Cm G
The waiting game is tied again
G
Backs of hands and phrases
Em
Misplaced gazes
B C Cm G
Things we still deny to selves and hesitate to talk about
D
A call from high school two drinks in
C
I smiled but you could not see
Em Eb D C
Your tin can cell receiver hummed its New York static song
C
The lever pulled and all at once
Am
The floor was false
The center seam divided
Em Eb
Lace and well-pressed cotton
D C
Found the flood we’d since forgotten
We still leave our shoes at the door
Am
Before we wring out our wet clothes
G C
Across your floor and future
Em Eb C
Stitch the gaps that destiny assumed
G C
With floral sutures
Em Eb C
Are you hiding or have I abandoned you?
G
Let me learn here
Bm C G Bm C
I am in pursuit of all I can undo
End on G
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