Biografía:
Born from sailors and hippies, Laura Brino discovered the piano in her parents house when she was 8 years old. She put her head against the keys, closed her eyes and began playing tunes that she heard her older sister practicing after school. Shortly after falling madly in love with the tinkling sounds of the wooden box, Laura pushed down the middle C and scribbled her name along with 'my life' on the inside of the key. From then on, she spent nights writing music that soothed her antsy soul. She adopted two guitars. One was blue.
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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!
Capo: I
[Intro]
G D Em
[Verse 1]
G D Em
They are here, down, next to mine
G D Em
Put your hand inside my hand, we'll be alright
G D Em
There are no words left to say, we're too weak to fight
G D Em
There's a shadow creeping in, blacking out all the light
[Chorus]
G D
There's an elephant
Em Bm G
We're so used to him
G D G
Storing books on his back
G D G
Don't notice how fast
G D G
He's filling up our whole house
G D G
We don't talk, we don't even shout anymore
[Verse 2]
G D Em
If we lay real still, we'll be okay
G D Em
Let the dust settle 'round our bodies, as we decay
G D Em
There is nothing left for us to throw, resentment's gone away
G D Em
We're both waiting for some sort of truth, that neither of us will say
[Chorus]
G D
There's an elephant
Em C G
We're so used to him
G D G
Storing books on his back
G D G
Don't notice how fast
G D G
He's filling up our whole house
G D G
We don't talk, we don't even shout anymore
[Intro]
G D Em
[Verse 1]
G D Em
They are here, down, next to mine
G D Em
Put your hand inside my hand, we'll be alright
G D Em
There are no words left to say, we're too weak to fight
G D Em
There's a shadow creeping in, blacking out all the light
[Chorus]
G D
There's an elephant
Em Bm G
We're so used to him
G D G
Storing books on his back
G D G
Don't notice how fast
G D G
He's filling up our whole house
G D G
We don't talk, we don't even shout anymore
[Verse 2]
G D Em
If we lay real still, we'll be okay
G D Em
Let the dust settle 'round our bodies, as we decay
G D Em
There is nothing left for us to throw, resentment's gone away
G D Em
We're both waiting for some sort of truth, that neither of us will say
[Chorus]
G D
There's an elephant
Em C G
We're so used to him
G D G
Storing books on his back
G D G
Don't notice how fast
G D G
He's filling up our whole house
G D G
We don't talk, we don't even shout anymore
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