Biografía:
Arid is a Belgian rock band, formed in the mid-90s, made up of four members: Jasper Steverlinck (vocals and guitar), David Du Pré (guitar), Filip Ros (bass) and Steven Van Havere (drums). The group first came to the attention of record label Double T when they were finalist at Humo's Rock Rally, a prestigious Belgian rock contest, in 1996.
Their first album was 1998's Little Things Of Venom (retitled as At The Close Of Every Day for release in the United States).
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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!
Em G
Seven odd years and I'm resting my head down
Em G
Seven odd years that can't be turned around
Em G
Seven odd years and I don't know where to go
C D
I'm still roaming in your woods
C D
I'm still guessing why I never could
Em G
Seven odd years and I must be going blind
Em G
Seven odd years hang heavy on my mind
C D C
Like the rolling of my tears and the dream where
D
The heart never fears
Em
Where the heart never fears
Em G
Seven odd years and I must be going blind
Em G
Seven odd years and time is on my mind
C D C
And the fire beneath the stone, where your head lies
D
My heart often goes
C
Oh the heart often goes
Em
Oh the heart often goes
C D D
To your life and to your flame and the ghost is crowded
D
Like the game I'm playing
Em G
Seven odd years and I'm living in the past
Em G
Seven odd years and time is fading fast
C D C
See the writing of your youth see the whole and
D
the whole cuts right through
Em C
Oh cuts right through
D Am
And I just can't go on
D Am
And I just can't go on
D Am
And I just can't go on
D Am D
The road I'm taking and the bond I'm
Am D-Dsus4-D
breaking anymore
Em G
Seven odd years and meet me down the line
Em G
Seven odd years and you'd think I'd be doing fine
C D
But I'm still roaming in your woods
C
I'm still guessin why I never had
D
anything the way I should.
Seven odd years and I'm resting my head down
Em G
Seven odd years that can't be turned around
Em G
Seven odd years and I don't know where to go
C D
I'm still roaming in your woods
C D
I'm still guessing why I never could
Em G
Seven odd years and I must be going blind
Em G
Seven odd years hang heavy on my mind
C D C
Like the rolling of my tears and the dream where
D
The heart never fears
Em
Where the heart never fears
Em G
Seven odd years and I must be going blind
Em G
Seven odd years and time is on my mind
C D C
And the fire beneath the stone, where your head lies
D
My heart often goes
C
Oh the heart often goes
Em
Oh the heart often goes
C D D
To your life and to your flame and the ghost is crowded
D
Like the game I'm playing
Em G
Seven odd years and I'm living in the past
Em G
Seven odd years and time is fading fast
C D C
See the writing of your youth see the whole and
D
the whole cuts right through
Em C
Oh cuts right through
D Am
And I just can't go on
D Am
And I just can't go on
D Am
And I just can't go on
D Am D
The road I'm taking and the bond I'm
Am D-Dsus4-D
breaking anymore
Em G
Seven odd years and meet me down the line
Em G
Seven odd years and you'd think I'd be doing fine
C D
But I'm still roaming in your woods
C
I'm still guessin why I never had
D
anything the way I should.
B.J. Thomas
Bad Things
Barbarossa
BarlowGirl
Bars And Melody