Biografía:
Blind Pilot es una agrupación Americana de Indie Pop con base en Portland, Oregon. El sencillo del grupo "Go On, Say It", fue elegido para ser el sencillo de la semana en Julio del 2008 en Apple Inc's iTunes Store, ganando potencialmente aproximadamente 2 millones de descargas.
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Otras canciones:
- 3 Rounds And A Sound
- Go On, Say It
- I Buried A Bone
- One Red Thread
- Oviedo
- Paint Or Pollen
- The Story I Heard
- We Are The Tide
- Always
- Dont Doubt
- Get It Out
- Go On Say It
- Half Moon
- It Was Enough
- Joik 3
- Just One
- Keep You Right
- Like Lions
- Look At Miss Ohio
- New York
- Oviedo No Capo
- Packed Powder
- Poor Boy
- The Bitter End
- The Colored Night
- Things I Cannot Recall
- Three Rounds And A Sound
- Two Towns From Me
- Umpqua Rushing
- Which Side Im On
- White Apple
¡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!
Blind Pilot
Packed Powder
Capo 2
[Intro] strumming
G
[Verse]
G
I started working at the second hand,
C
I thought it would make me more colorful.
D
I saw the world as a stitch and patch.
G
I saw the sky as torn grey wool.
G
I started working as a dime store clerk,
C
I thought it would make me the kind to put you first.
D
My only dreams were in fluorescent light,
G
My only goal was to forget what I was worth.
[Chorus]
G
I want to see how it takes me.
C
I want to see how the powder burns.
D
Don't want to keep what I can't have more of.
G
Don't want to wait and miss my turn.
[Interlude]
G C D G
[Verse]
G
I started working as a tour guide,
C
I thought it would make me believe my own words.
D
Every patient thought just passed me by,
G
Every truth I said sounded just absurd.
G
I started working at a small town church,
C
I thought it would make me a better man.
D
They said the sins I had would fly away,
G
As if the birds were in the palms of my own hands.
[Chorus]
G
I want to see how it takes me.
C
I want to see how the powder burns.
D
Don't want to keep what I can't have more of.
G
Don't want to wait and miss my turn.
[Outro]
G C D G
G C D G
Packed Powder
Capo 2
[Intro] strumming
G
[Verse]
G
I started working at the second hand,
C
I thought it would make me more colorful.
D
I saw the world as a stitch and patch.
G
I saw the sky as torn grey wool.
G
I started working as a dime store clerk,
C
I thought it would make me the kind to put you first.
D
My only dreams were in fluorescent light,
G
My only goal was to forget what I was worth.
[Chorus]
G
I want to see how it takes me.
C
I want to see how the powder burns.
D
Don't want to keep what I can't have more of.
G
Don't want to wait and miss my turn.
[Interlude]
G C D G
[Verse]
G
I started working as a tour guide,
C
I thought it would make me believe my own words.
D
Every patient thought just passed me by,
G
Every truth I said sounded just absurd.
G
I started working at a small town church,
C
I thought it would make me a better man.
D
They said the sins I had would fly away,
G
As if the birds were in the palms of my own hands.
[Chorus]
G
I want to see how it takes me.
C
I want to see how the powder burns.
D
Don't want to keep what I can't have more of.
G
Don't want to wait and miss my turn.
[Outro]
G C D G
G C D G
Block B
Blockflöte (...)
Blonde Redhead
Blondie
Blood On The Dan (...)