Biografía:
We Are Augustines is an American indie rock group based in Brooklyn, New York and consisting of guitarist Billy McCarthy, bassist Eric Sanderson and drummer Rob Allen.
Following the break-up of their former band Pela, McCarthy and Sanderson decided to continue producing the songs that were originally supposed to comprise Pela's second studio album.[1] The album, titled Rise Ye Sunken Ships, was released digitally on June 6, 2011.
The band derived its name from the month of August.
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Otras canciones:
- Chapel Song
- East Los Angeles
- Are We Alive
- Augustines
- Chapel
- Cruel City
- Headlong Into The Abyss
- Hold Onto Anything
- Juarez
- Kid Youre On Your Own
- Landmine
- Now You Are Free
- Patton State Hospital
- Philadelphia Acoustic
- Strange Days
- The Avenue
- This Aint Me
- This Is Your Life
- Waiting On The Stairs
- Walkabout
- Weary Eyes
¡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!
Capo 2.
Dm
Am Em F C
Put up a fight, like a ghost ship in the night.
Am Em F C
Count to two, count to three, and fade away.
Am Em F C
Went overboard, said curses to the lord.
Am Em F C
Count to four, count to five, and sink a ways.
Am Em F C
You hate yourself, put the bottle on the shelf.
Am Em F C
Count to seven, count to eight, and weep that way.
Am Em F C
Broken heart, touching strangers in the dark.
Am Em F
Count to nine, count to ten, and drink all day.
C G Am C G Am
The days seem so strange, from my windowpane.
C G Am
She's gone, she's gone, she ain't never coming back again.
C G Em
So I got to turn the page.
Windowpane.
Dm
Am Em F C
Yeah you got scars, but you got savings in your jar.
Am Em F C
It's your time, it's your time, so board the train.
Am Em F C
Put up a fight, like a ghost ship in the night.
Am Em F
Count to three, count to three, and fade away.
C G Am C G Am
The days seem so strange, from my windowpane.
C G Am
She's gone, she's gone, she ain't never coming back again.
C G Em
So I got to turn the page.
Windowpane.
Am F C G
A home.
A home.
A home.
Gone.
Dm
Am Em F C
Put up a fight, like a ghost ship in the night.
Am Em F C
Count to two, count to three, and fade away.
Am Em F C
Went overboard, said curses to the lord.
Am Em F C
Count to four, count to five, and sink a ways.
Am Em F C
You hate yourself, put the bottle on the shelf.
Am Em F C
Count to seven, count to eight, and weep that way.
Am Em F C
Broken heart, touching strangers in the dark.
Am Em F
Count to nine, count to ten, and drink all day.
C G Am C G Am
The days seem so strange, from my windowpane.
C G Am
She's gone, she's gone, she ain't never coming back again.
C G Em
So I got to turn the page.
Windowpane.
Dm
Am Em F C
Yeah you got scars, but you got savings in your jar.
Am Em F C
It's your time, it's your time, so board the train.
Am Em F C
Put up a fight, like a ghost ship in the night.
Am Em F
Count to three, count to three, and fade away.
C G Am C G Am
The days seem so strange, from my windowpane.
C G Am
She's gone, she's gone, she ain't never coming back again.
C G Em
So I got to turn the page.
Windowpane.
Am F C G
A home.
A home.
A home.
Gone.
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