Biografía:
Bell X1 es una banda de música originaria de Celbridge, al Norte de County Kildare, Irlanda. Originariamente conocida como Juniper, pasó a ser un cuarteto con el abandono del vocalista Damien Rice, rebautizándose como Bell X1. El batería Paul Noonan pasó a ser el líder de la banda. Este hecho cambió considerablemente el estilo del grupo. Entre otros miembros, están el guitarrista y teclista Brian Crosby y el bajista Dominic Philips. Tim O' Donovan, de la banda Neosupervital, es el batería de Bell X1 cuando el grupo sale de gira.
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Otras canciones:
- Rocky Took A Lover
- 74 Swans
- Amsterdam Says
- Beautiful Madness
- Careful What You Wish For
- Diorama
- Eve The Apple Of My Eye
- Flame
- Ill See Your Heart And Ill Raise You Mine
- Just Like Mr Benn
- Lamposts
- Light Catches Your Face
- Natalie
- Next To You
- Nightwatchmen
- Pinball Machine
- Shes A Mystery To Me
- Slowset
- The End Is Nigh
- The Great Defector
- The Ribs Of A Broken Umbrella
- The Trailing Skirts Of God
- Tongue
- Upswing
- Velcro Acoustic
¡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!
Bell X1 - Nightwatchmen
Verse
Am - F/C - C/G
Chorus
G - F/C
(last line - Am - F/C - C/G)
the last verse and Chorus have slight distortion and power chords, but works fine on
acoustic without them
To the girl among nightwatchmen
My other, my joy
With your oil-drum fire
You were my gentle unfolding
The wool and the dye
The needle and eye
These songs you sing
as you waltz her up the stairs
And the boy smiles
at the wheels of the chair
We are loved for these
things that pass us by
All we're good for
As the sand flows into the hourglass
You hold every grain
That it might remain
Part of me wants to see you crumble
Like those toys on a plinth
Pool of alabaster limbs
Into my arms,
so that I might have my place
Although the crutch may just
serve to dull the only blade
That you brought to this fight
Let's go another round
Let's go another round
To the girl among nightwatchmen
The long fingers of morning
Will take you by the hand
Precious stones,
they're all spoken for
You've chosen the tunes,
Everything is just so, just so
And now birdsong,
ice clinking in the sun
Dripfeed
Of gentle talk
and pleasantries
And I wait for a gap in the traffic
To tell her I'll always hold you close
It's all I'm good for
Verse
Am - F/C - C/G
Chorus
G - F/C
(last line - Am - F/C - C/G)
the last verse and Chorus have slight distortion and power chords, but works fine on
acoustic without them
To the girl among nightwatchmen
My other, my joy
With your oil-drum fire
You were my gentle unfolding
The wool and the dye
The needle and eye
These songs you sing
as you waltz her up the stairs
And the boy smiles
at the wheels of the chair
We are loved for these
things that pass us by
All we're good for
As the sand flows into the hourglass
You hold every grain
That it might remain
Part of me wants to see you crumble
Like those toys on a plinth
Pool of alabaster limbs
Into my arms,
so that I might have my place
Although the crutch may just
serve to dull the only blade
That you brought to this fight
Let's go another round
Let's go another round
To the girl among nightwatchmen
The long fingers of morning
Will take you by the hand
Precious stones,
they're all spoken for
You've chosen the tunes,
Everything is just so, just so
And now birdsong,
ice clinking in the sun
Dripfeed
Of gentle talk
and pleasantries
And I wait for a gap in the traffic
To tell her I'll always hold you close
It's all I'm good for
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Belle Mt
Bellefire
Beloved
Bely Basarte