Biografía:
The Postal Service es un proyecto musical formado por el cantante Ben Gibbard (Death Cab for Cutie) y el productor Jimmy Tamborello (Dntel, Headset y Figurine). Además han colaborado con ellos Jenny Lewis (cantante solista y vocalista de Rilo Kiley), Jen Wood y Chris Walla (productor de Death Cab for Cutie)
Los rumores dicen que el dúo The Postal Service fue formada a través del "servicio postal". Jimmy Tamborello, compositor y creador de toda la música del dúo
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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!
Verse:
G Em G F
Am Em G
(repeated twice every verse)
Chorus:
F Am Em
Bridge:
G Em (repeats until bridge end)
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We drained every dime, in the lower east side
And you failed to catch the train back to Queens
So you came to my room
We did some things that we knew not to do
In the glow of the night’s golden cue
Chorus:
You’ve got the tattered line of string,
And you tied round everything
That you want to call your own
But it never seems to hold
When we walk, we agreed
That we will not ever sṗeak of this night to anyone that we both knew
Then you said:
‘Every time we kissed, I felt something that couldn’t exist’
And I confessed that I thought I felt it too
Chorus:
I’ve got a tattered line of string,
And I tied round everything
That I want to call your own
But it never seems to hold
Chorus:
I got a tattered line of string,
And I tied round everything
That I want to call your own
But it never seems to hold
E-verything
Every-thing
Never seems to hold
Never seems to hold
Chorus:
You’ve got the tattered line of string,
And you tied round everything
That you want to call your own
But it never seems to hold
Chorus:
I got a tattered line of string,
And I tied round everything
That I want to call my own
But it never seems to hold
Never seems to hold
G Em G F
Am Em G
(repeated twice every verse)
Chorus:
F Am Em
Bridge:
G Em (repeats until bridge end)
---
We drained every dime, in the lower east side
And you failed to catch the train back to Queens
So you came to my room
We did some things that we knew not to do
In the glow of the night’s golden cue
Chorus:
You’ve got the tattered line of string,
And you tied round everything
That you want to call your own
But it never seems to hold
When we walk, we agreed
That we will not ever sṗeak of this night to anyone that we both knew
Then you said:
‘Every time we kissed, I felt something that couldn’t exist’
And I confessed that I thought I felt it too
Chorus:
I’ve got a tattered line of string,
And I tied round everything
That I want to call your own
But it never seems to hold
Chorus:
I got a tattered line of string,
And I tied round everything
That I want to call your own
But it never seems to hold
E-verything
Every-thing
Never seems to hold
Never seems to hold
Chorus:
You’ve got the tattered line of string,
And you tied round everything
That you want to call your own
But it never seems to hold
Chorus:
I got a tattered line of string,
And I tied round everything
That I want to call my own
But it never seems to hold
Never seems to hold
The Pretty Reckl (...)
The Prodigy
The Providence
The Quarrymen
The Raconteurs
The Red Jumpsuit (...)
The Redwalls
The Regrettes
The Remembrants
The Remus Lupins