Biografía:
Monzano's lead singer Sjur Lyseid's side project. From Oslo, Norway. Folkier and slower version of Monzano.
Urort: http://www11.nrk.no/urort/user/?id=52779
Myspace: http://www.myspace.com/thelittlehandsofasphalt
Read more on Last.fm
Otras canciones:
¡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!
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The little hands of asphalt - Love song for young novelists
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The recording i heard was played with capo on the 5th fret.
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1. Verse
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Em F C G
Count the days, decisions are boring
Em F C G
so i fold them up, and tuck them away
Em F C G
I like you now, but who knows in the morning
Em F C G
When the alcohol, has fled the brain.
2. Verse
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Em F C G
When i get off work, i need new words to wage war on
Em F C G
So let's meet outside the library doors
Em F C G
I'll trade you a notebook and some fresh oxymoron's
Em F C G
for the smiles that tend to throw me of course.
1. Chorus
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Dm C E Am G Dm
Cause now your just not making sense, my dearest friend under the lens
G E Am G Dm
I got it wrong this time i found better ways of changing my mind
C E Am G Dm
There still nothing wrong with love it's just stuck in traffic not thinking of
G E Am G Dm
the day it will change lanes but there is only one thing that stays the same
G C
so i propose a toast to change.
3. Verse
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Em F C G
When spring hits town, let's go out to the islands
Em F C G
to work on our post-apocolyptic skills
Em F C G
I found a thing that might just keep us on dry land
Em F C G
my raw affection for you is soon this thing
4. Verse
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Em F C G
As my maps unfurl don't always be pretty
Em F C G
their polar opposites in light and sound
Em F C G
Your the brightest burn in this whole city
Em F C G
and i was the darkest boy around
2. Chorus
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Dm C E Am G Dm
So once the right corrections made you roll your eyes in my cell and mates
G E Am G Dm
why choose different trails on our quest for pure empty taste
C E Am G
For now let's round up our regrets and our imaginary pets
Dm G E Am G Dm
and play the same old games but give them new and better names
G C
i know you like inventing names.
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Please don't sue me.
I don't know much but feel free to ask.
Comment if you like to.
Thank you!
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The little hands of asphalt - Love song for young novelists
===============================================================================
The recording i heard was played with capo on the 5th fret.
===============================================================================
1. Verse
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Em F C G
Count the days, decisions are boring
Em F C G
so i fold them up, and tuck them away
Em F C G
I like you now, but who knows in the morning
Em F C G
When the alcohol, has fled the brain.
2. Verse
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Em F C G
When i get off work, i need new words to wage war on
Em F C G
So let's meet outside the library doors
Em F C G
I'll trade you a notebook and some fresh oxymoron's
Em F C G
for the smiles that tend to throw me of course.
1. Chorus
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Dm C E Am G Dm
Cause now your just not making sense, my dearest friend under the lens
G E Am G Dm
I got it wrong this time i found better ways of changing my mind
C E Am G Dm
There still nothing wrong with love it's just stuck in traffic not thinking of
G E Am G Dm
the day it will change lanes but there is only one thing that stays the same
G C
so i propose a toast to change.
3. Verse
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Em F C G
When spring hits town, let's go out to the islands
Em F C G
to work on our post-apocolyptic skills
Em F C G
I found a thing that might just keep us on dry land
Em F C G
my raw affection for you is soon this thing
4. Verse
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Em F C G
As my maps unfurl don't always be pretty
Em F C G
their polar opposites in light and sound
Em F C G
Your the brightest burn in this whole city
Em F C G
and i was the darkest boy around
2. Chorus
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Dm C E Am G Dm
So once the right corrections made you roll your eyes in my cell and mates
G E Am G Dm
why choose different trails on our quest for pure empty taste
C E Am G
For now let's round up our regrets and our imaginary pets
Dm G E Am G Dm
and play the same old games but give them new and better names
G C
i know you like inventing names.
===============================================================================
Please don't sue me.
I don't know much but feel free to ask.
Comment if you like to.
Thank you!
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