Biografía:
The Airborne Toxic Event, originarios de Los Feliz, en California, es un grupo que ha creado unas expectativas increíbles en muy poco tiempo. Hace apenas dos años de su creación y su popularidad crece tanto como su indudable talento.
Mikel Jollett se encontraba escribiendo una novela, en marzo de 2006, cuando le diagnosticaron una enfermedad autoinmune, rompió con su pareja sentimental y se enteró de que su madre padecía de cáncer. Todo en una misma semana.
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Otras canciones:
- Bride and Groom
- Changing
- Gasoline
- Happiness Is Overrated
- Innocence
- Missy
- Papillon
- Sometime Around Midnight
- Strange Girl
- The Graveyard Near The House
- True Love
- Wishing Well
- A Certain Type Of Girl
- All At Once
- All For A Woman
- All I Ever Wanted
- America
- April Is The Cruelest Month
- Bride Groom
- California
- Change And Change And Change And Change
- Cocaine And Abel
- Does This Mean Youre Moving On
- Dublin
- Duet
- Elizabeth
- Goodbye Horses
- Half Of Something Else
- Hell And Back
- It Doesnt Mean A Thing
- Letter To Georgia
- Numb
- One Time Thing
- Parson Red Heads
- Poor Isaac
- Safe
- Something New
- Strangers
- The Fall Of Rome
- The Fifth Day
- The Girls In Their Summer Dresses
- The Kids Are Ready To Die
- The Secret
- The Storm
- The Thing About Dreams
- The Way Home
- The Winning Side
- This Is London
- This Losing
- Timeless
- Whats In A Name
- Why Why Why
- Wishing Song
- Wrong
¡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!
Standard Tuning
Capo on 7
C G C G C G Am Em
C G
We imagined ourselves as cathedral bells
C G
Ringing out through the moribund streets
C G
Like shrill courtesans, making fanciful plans
Am Em
That we whispered while drifting to sleep
C G
And I told you I’d stay in every possible way
C G
Though we both knew that that wasn’t true
C
You said you’d would understand
G
If it was for something so grand
Am Em
As this mirrored reflection of you
C G
And New York in October was never so sober
C G
As the beating on the windows in March
C G
Trying so hard in vain to stay out of the rain
Am Em
Falling off our cathedral arch
C G C G C G Am Em
C G
You were Zelda, Isolde, and you were Audrey and Kate
C G
You were Miss Cleopatra in heels
C G
Then anonymously, you were April to me
Am Em
Throwing rocks just to see how it feels
C G
But those lines in your eyes and that platinum crown
C G
And that gaudy red rouge on your cheeks
C G
You must’ve looked so divine to some neophyte trying
Am Em
But you looked like a common whore to me
C G
But I liked you the best when you were a plain simple mess
C G
Drinking wine from a pink plastic cup
C G
While the radio played some soft serenade
Am Em
And we noticed the sun coming up
C G
And the blue in your eyes looked like ice when you cried
C G
You were always so cold when we touched
C G
Happy birthday to you, I sure hope it’s untrue
Am Em
Even though I don’t miss you that much
Capo on 7
C G C G C G Am Em
C G
We imagined ourselves as cathedral bells
C G
Ringing out through the moribund streets
C G
Like shrill courtesans, making fanciful plans
Am Em
That we whispered while drifting to sleep
C G
And I told you I’d stay in every possible way
C G
Though we both knew that that wasn’t true
C
You said you’d would understand
G
If it was for something so grand
Am Em
As this mirrored reflection of you
C G
And New York in October was never so sober
C G
As the beating on the windows in March
C G
Trying so hard in vain to stay out of the rain
Am Em
Falling off our cathedral arch
C G C G C G Am Em
C G
You were Zelda, Isolde, and you were Audrey and Kate
C G
You were Miss Cleopatra in heels
C G
Then anonymously, you were April to me
Am Em
Throwing rocks just to see how it feels
C G
But those lines in your eyes and that platinum crown
C G
And that gaudy red rouge on your cheeks
C G
You must’ve looked so divine to some neophyte trying
Am Em
But you looked like a common whore to me
C G
But I liked you the best when you were a plain simple mess
C G
Drinking wine from a pink plastic cup
C G
While the radio played some soft serenade
Am Em
And we noticed the sun coming up
C G
And the blue in your eyes looked like ice when you cried
C G
You were always so cold when we touched
C G
Happy birthday to you, I sure hope it’s untrue
Am Em
Even though I don’t miss you that much
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