Biografía:
Evan Greer is twenty-something years old and lives somewhere between the Greyhound bus and your couch. Equally at home leading singalongs in a union hall or sweating in a basement punk show, her lyrically driven and energetic songs speak to radicals and hellraisers of all generations. Her powerful voice and presence often lead her to leave the microphone and stage and stand facing the crowd with nothing but an acoustic guitar and a whole lot of passion.
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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!
G Em D C B A C/G
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Capo 1st Fret
Verse 1
G Em
we used to act like we were ten years old
G Em
sittin’ on rooftops in the morning cold
G D
and we pointed at the city,
Em C
though we'd never be so bold
A D
and all i needed was a hand to hold.
G Em
it's a somewhat addictive state of mind
G Em
to always be hoping for another glimpse inside
G D Em C
and even though i know you're telling everybody else
A D
i can still think that i heard it first.
Chorus
G B Em C
Because I need a friend and i can pretend
G B Em C
that you might need one too.
G B Em C
Because I've done too much traveling alone
G B Em C
and I'm too goddamn far from home.
G D Em C
I think I'm mostly flesh. I think you're mostly bone.
G C Em D G
I am made of fire; you're made of stone.
Verse 2
G Em
i thought you might be my someone in the sand.
G
i thought i might be something you needed
Em
like a good friend.
G D
but you can keep your distance,
Em C
i guess i'll understand.
A D
no one really wants a fire on their hands.
Bridge
C
So let's climb the flagpole!
C G
See how high we get before we fall.
C
Let's meet in the belltower.
C G
If we can ever get up there at all.
Em C/G
And we can watch the gears turn.
Em C/G
Because a stone will crack before it burns.
A D
Still a fire never learns.
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Capo 1st Fret
Verse 1
G Em
we used to act like we were ten years old
G Em
sittin’ on rooftops in the morning cold
G D
and we pointed at the city,
Em C
though we'd never be so bold
A D
and all i needed was a hand to hold.
G Em
it's a somewhat addictive state of mind
G Em
to always be hoping for another glimpse inside
G D Em C
and even though i know you're telling everybody else
A D
i can still think that i heard it first.
Chorus
G B Em C
Because I need a friend and i can pretend
G B Em C
that you might need one too.
G B Em C
Because I've done too much traveling alone
G B Em C
and I'm too goddamn far from home.
G D Em C
I think I'm mostly flesh. I think you're mostly bone.
G C Em D G
I am made of fire; you're made of stone.
Verse 2
G Em
i thought you might be my someone in the sand.
G
i thought i might be something you needed
Em
like a good friend.
G D
but you can keep your distance,
Em C
i guess i'll understand.
A D
no one really wants a fire on their hands.
Bridge
C
So let's climb the flagpole!
C G
See how high we get before we fall.
C
Let's meet in the belltower.
C G
If we can ever get up there at all.
Em C/G
And we can watch the gears turn.
Em C/G
Because a stone will crack before it burns.
A D
Still a fire never learns.
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