Biografía:
Bronze Radio Return é uma banda americana de indie/roots rock, revival rock, com origem em Hartford, Connecticut .
A banda foi formada pelo cantor / compositor / guitarrista Chris Henderson depois que ele participou da Hartt School of Music. Completam o sexteto, Rob / Robert Griffith (bateria), Bob / Robert Tanen (baixo), Matt / Matthew Warner (órgão / teclados / samples), Packy / Patrick Fetkowitz (guitarra) e Craig Struble (gaita, banjo).
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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!
[Intro] G
G Am Em
“Where you from?” he asks*
G C G
“Oh no, that city I always pass”
G Am Em
He told me he heard it’s so hard to last
G C G
On a rising star, that seems to be sinking fast.
G Am Em
The bad news travels here so fast
G C G
While the tales of the good never will reach the mass
G Am Em
But I live here among the broken glass
G C G
It's not what you see, it's how you will make it last
Em G C x2
[Chorus]
Em G
From the late light after all the day is gone
C
When everybody leaves and the trouble comes along
Em G
There’s not quite a welcome sign aglow
C
It’s a rough town man, a rough town I know
Em G
The sound bites of the dying city noise
C
Are a fraction of the action that no one here enjoys
Em G
If you hold tight and you listen past the lows
C
It’s a rough town now, it's my rough town I know
G Am Em
“Hold your tongue, man” I say
G C G
‘Cause it's easy to scoff and underestimate
G Am Em
Yeah All the things you can’t relate to
G C G
Is the fabric I keep my memories sewn to
Em G
[Chorus]
Em G
From the late light after all the day is gone
C
When everybody leaves and the trouble comes along
Em G
There’s not quite a welcome sign aglow
C
It’s a rough town man, a rough town I know
Em G
The sound bites of dying city noise
C
Are a fraction of the action that no one here enjoys
Em G
If you hold tight and you listen past the lows
C
It’s a rough town now, it's my rough town I know
G Am Em
“Where you from?” he asks*
G C G
“Oh no, that city I always pass”
G Am Em
He told me he heard it’s so hard to last
G C G
On a rising star, that seems to be sinking fast.
G Am Em
The bad news travels here so fast
G C G
While the tales of the good never will reach the mass
G Am Em
But I live here among the broken glass
G C G
It's not what you see, it's how you will make it last
Em G C x2
[Chorus]
Em G
From the late light after all the day is gone
C
When everybody leaves and the trouble comes along
Em G
There’s not quite a welcome sign aglow
C
It’s a rough town man, a rough town I know
Em G
The sound bites of the dying city noise
C
Are a fraction of the action that no one here enjoys
Em G
If you hold tight and you listen past the lows
C
It’s a rough town now, it's my rough town I know
G Am Em
“Hold your tongue, man” I say
G C G
‘Cause it's easy to scoff and underestimate
G Am Em
Yeah All the things you can’t relate to
G C G
Is the fabric I keep my memories sewn to
Em G
[Chorus]
Em G
From the late light after all the day is gone
C
When everybody leaves and the trouble comes along
Em G
There’s not quite a welcome sign aglow
C
It’s a rough town man, a rough town I know
Em G
The sound bites of dying city noise
C
Are a fraction of the action that no one here enjoys
Em G
If you hold tight and you listen past the lows
C
It’s a rough town now, it's my rough town I know
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