Biografía:
The Collection is a collection of chaunters and cantatrices collectively carousing carols by a close to competent composer enciting colloquial celebrations with christ, citizens, criminals and miscreants.
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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]
Am D
Callous fingers from your strings
G D Em D
Trying to make the guitar sing
C D G G#
And once again release the joy it brings
Am D
But even with the old notes played
G D Em D
The strings are rusted and slightly frayed
C D G
So I can’t get it sounding quite the same
[Chorus]
B Em C G D B
When you get caught in what they want
Em C D
It’s hard to remember who you are
B Em C G D B
A wild heart kept in the dark
Am D G
A tired hand that’s fumbling for the door
[Instrumental]
Am D G Em D C D G E
[Verse 2]
Am D
Kept the branches dry from rain
G D Em D
But you brought matches and propane
C D G G#
And now the air in here could light a flame
Am D
Why so set on being right
G D Em D
All your words braced for the fight
C D G
But there are so many ways to see the light
[Chorus]
B Em C G D B
When you get caught in what they want
Em C D
It’s hard to remember who you are
B Em C G D B
A wild heart kept in the dark
Am D G
A tired hand that’s fumbling for the door
[Instrumental]
Am G# C F#m F F#m G E
Am E C D F D B
[Chorus]
Em C G D B
When you get caught in what they want
Em C D
It’s hard to remember who you are
B Em C G D B
A wild heart kept too long in the dark
Am D G
A tired hand that’s fumbling for the door
[Chorus]
Em C G D B
When you get caught in what they want
Em C D
It’s hard to remember who you are
B Em C G D B
A wild heart left in the dark
Am D G
But the light can no longer be ignored
[Outro]
E Am D G
Am D
Callous fingers from your strings
G D Em D
Trying to make the guitar sing
C D G G#
And once again release the joy it brings
Am D
But even with the old notes played
G D Em D
The strings are rusted and slightly frayed
C D G
So I can’t get it sounding quite the same
[Chorus]
B Em C G D B
When you get caught in what they want
Em C D
It’s hard to remember who you are
B Em C G D B
A wild heart kept in the dark
Am D G
A tired hand that’s fumbling for the door
[Instrumental]
Am D G Em D C D G E
[Verse 2]
Am D
Kept the branches dry from rain
G D Em D
But you brought matches and propane
C D G G#
And now the air in here could light a flame
Am D
Why so set on being right
G D Em D
All your words braced for the fight
C D G
But there are so many ways to see the light
[Chorus]
B Em C G D B
When you get caught in what they want
Em C D
It’s hard to remember who you are
B Em C G D B
A wild heart kept in the dark
Am D G
A tired hand that’s fumbling for the door
[Instrumental]
Am G# C F#m F F#m G E
Am E C D F D B
[Chorus]
Em C G D B
When you get caught in what they want
Em C D
It’s hard to remember who you are
B Em C G D B
A wild heart kept too long in the dark
Am D G
A tired hand that’s fumbling for the door
[Chorus]
Em C G D B
When you get caught in what they want
Em C D
It’s hard to remember who you are
B Em C G D B
A wild heart left in the dark
Am D G
But the light can no longer be ignored
[Outro]
E Am D G
The Color
The Color Morale
The Color Purple
The Color Wild
The Colour Movem (...)