Biografía:
Puede que las influencias le delaten y que tanto el clasicismo de su propuesta como el tono de voz con el que ataca sus composiciones obliguen a pensar en una reencarnación nórdica de Bob Dylan, aún así, si algo ha conseguido el sueco Kristian Matsson es esquivar el siempre odioso juego de las comparaciones para irrumpir con autoridad en el folk contemporáneo. Voz, guitarra y banjo son las únicas herramientas que necesita The Tallest Man On Earth para moldear un puñado de sonidos emocionantes y desgarrados que
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Otras canciones:
- A Lions Heart
- Kids On The Run
- King Of Spain
- King Of Spain (open F Tuning)
- The Dreamer
- The Gardener
- The Gardner
- Where Do My Bluebird Fly
- 1904
- An Ocean
- Before The Morning
- Beginners
- Bright Lanterns
- Burden Of Tomorrow
- Criminals
- Cycles
- Dark Bird Is Home
- Darkness Of The Dream
- Drying Of The Lawns
- East Virginia
- Fields Of Our Home
- Forever Is A Very Long Time
- Graceland
- Heart Is Like A River
- Honey Wont You Let Me In
- I Wont Be Found
- Ill Be Glad
- Into The Stream
- It Will Follow The Rain
- Like The Wheel
- Little Brother
- Little Nowhere Towns
- Lost My Shape
- Love Is All
- On Every Page
- Over The Hills
- Pistol Dreams
- Revelation Blues
- Rivers
- Sagres
- Same Ghosts
- Seventeen
- Shallow Grave
- Slow Dance
- Somewhere In The Mountains Somewhere In New York
- Steal Tomorrow
- Talk Pyramids
- Tangle In This Trampled Wheat
- The Blizzards Never Seen The Desert Sands
- The Sparrow And The Medicine
- The Wild Hunt
- Theres No Leaving Now
- This Wind
- Thousand Ways
- Thrown Right At Me
- Time Of The Blue
- Timothy
- To Just Grow Away
- Troubles Will Be Gone
- Weather Of A Killing Kind
- Where I Thought I Met The Angels
- Wind And Walls
- Youre Going Back
¡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!
[Intro]
G C
G C Em D x2
[Verse 1]
G C
I was more than just a coward, I was handsome too
Em D
I felt nothing when your flood came down
G C
Holding fines that made me wonder if the lights were wrong
Em D
With my hands that never touched no ground
Am D
When your talent is in numbers
Bm Em
Of the many times you've gone
C D
I could lie I don't care about forgiving
G
But sometimes it's just roses dying too young
[Instrumental]
G C Em D x2
[Verse 2]
G C
And you're fencing up the hours in the fields of red
Em D
While you think I'm on a loveless stray
G C
In the letters from the lovers in a land gone wrong
Em D
Explanations always written late
Am D
When your talent curse the framing
Bm Em
Of the crying you heard sung
C D
I could lie I don't care about what's missing
G
But sometimes it's just roses dying too young
[Instrumental]
G C Em D x2
[Bridge]
Em Bm C Am
With your train of thought always passing here
Em Bm C Am
With its falling paint, and its broken gears
Em Bm C Am
It's the damn revelation blues when you see the path
Em D C
And you know you won't be the last, oh lord, oh lord
[Verse 3]
G C
I was more than just a terror, I was crying too
Em D
But you showed me in the gusts between
G C
That a wind is sometimes broken and its flying path
Em D
Has no meaning no a ghost within
Am D
When your talent is in hiding
Bm Em
That your feeling's always wrong
C D
I always want to bring you something
G
But sometimes it's just roses dying too young
[Instrumental]
G C Em D x2
[Outro]
Am D
When your talent is in hiding
Bm Em
That your feeling's always wrong
C D
I always want to bring you something
But sometimes it's just roses dying too young
(on "young", play this to the end)
C D Em Bm C Am Em Bm C G Em G C C Em G C G
G C
G C Em D x2
[Verse 1]
G C
I was more than just a coward, I was handsome too
Em D
I felt nothing when your flood came down
G C
Holding fines that made me wonder if the lights were wrong
Em D
With my hands that never touched no ground
Am D
When your talent is in numbers
Bm Em
Of the many times you've gone
C D
I could lie I don't care about forgiving
G
But sometimes it's just roses dying too young
[Instrumental]
G C Em D x2
[Verse 2]
G C
And you're fencing up the hours in the fields of red
Em D
While you think I'm on a loveless stray
G C
In the letters from the lovers in a land gone wrong
Em D
Explanations always written late
Am D
When your talent curse the framing
Bm Em
Of the crying you heard sung
C D
I could lie I don't care about what's missing
G
But sometimes it's just roses dying too young
[Instrumental]
G C Em D x2
[Bridge]
Em Bm C Am
With your train of thought always passing here
Em Bm C Am
With its falling paint, and its broken gears
Em Bm C Am
It's the damn revelation blues when you see the path
Em D C
And you know you won't be the last, oh lord, oh lord
[Verse 3]
G C
I was more than just a terror, I was crying too
Em D
But you showed me in the gusts between
G C
That a wind is sometimes broken and its flying path
Em D
Has no meaning no a ghost within
Am D
When your talent is in hiding
Bm Em
That your feeling's always wrong
C D
I always want to bring you something
G
But sometimes it's just roses dying too young
[Instrumental]
G C Em D x2
[Outro]
Am D
When your talent is in hiding
Bm Em
That your feeling's always wrong
C D
I always want to bring you something
But sometimes it's just roses dying too young
(on "young", play this to the end)
C D Em Bm C Am Em Bm C G Em G C C Em G C G
The Tellers
The Temper Trap
The Temptations
The Thermals
The Tiger Lillie (...)