Biografía:
Willy Mason (nascido no dia 21 de novembro de 1984) é um cantor e compositor americano. Filho de Jemima James e Michael Mason, ambos cantores folk que, de acordo com Mason, influenciaram sua música. Quando Mason tinha 5 anos, ele e sua família se mudaram de Nova York para West Tisbury, Massachusetts na ilha de Martha Vineyard. Ele frequentou a Escola Primária West Tisbury e fez o ensino médio na Martha’s Vineyard Regional High School, onde participou em várias bandas locais como Keep Thinking, Cultivation, e Slow Leslie.
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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]
C
Beside my bed there is a lamp
F
And in that lamp there is a lonely moth
C
He’s got one night, he’s got one life
F
And one thing on his mind, and that’s the fire
Am
He doesn’t care from where it comes
G
He only knows he’s got to run
F
Toward the brightest promise in his eye
Am
Now he’s circling to the ground
G
His wings have burned, he’s falling down
F C F
I just watch, and wonder how we carry on
[Verse 2]
C
It was a world I never made
F
I just fell into this old parade
C
They told me it’s my time to shine
F
And they got ways to light me up at night
Am
They didn’t care from where I came
G
It seemed they lost their pride and shame
F
Looking for a fire of their own
Am
One last ember hits the ground
G
The wood’s all burned, it's ashes now
F C F
If you look up to the moon, you’ll help me carry on
[Verse 3]
C
Old man in a bar tonight
F
He sits down on a stool to watch the fight
C
He says “One last drink to light me up
F
And then I do believe I’ve had enough”
Am
Chasing dreams that end in pain
G
I’ve chased the sun, I’ve chased the rain
F
But nothing ever seemed to fill my cup
Am
I see the angels circling now
G
I feel the moon behind the clouds
F C F
That’s the kind of fire I’d be proud to carry on
C
Beside my bed there is a lamp
F
And in that lamp there is a lonely moth
C
He’s got one night, he’s got one life
F
And one thing on his mind, and that’s the fire
Am
He doesn’t care from where it comes
G
He only knows he’s got to run
F
Toward the brightest promise in his eye
Am
Now he’s circling to the ground
G
His wings have burned, he’s falling down
F C F
I just watch, and wonder how we carry on
[Verse 2]
C
It was a world I never made
F
I just fell into this old parade
C
They told me it’s my time to shine
F
And they got ways to light me up at night
Am
They didn’t care from where I came
G
It seemed they lost their pride and shame
F
Looking for a fire of their own
Am
One last ember hits the ground
G
The wood’s all burned, it's ashes now
F C F
If you look up to the moon, you’ll help me carry on
[Verse 3]
C
Old man in a bar tonight
F
He sits down on a stool to watch the fight
C
He says “One last drink to light me up
F
And then I do believe I’ve had enough”
Am
Chasing dreams that end in pain
G
I’ve chased the sun, I’ve chased the rain
F
But nothing ever seemed to fill my cup
Am
I see the angels circling now
G
I feel the moon behind the clouds
F C F
That’s the kind of fire I’d be proud to carry on
Wings
Winnie The Pooh
Winona Oak
Winset Rose Jaco (...)
Winter Sonata