Biografía:
Matthew and the Atlas é uma banda de folk rock britânica, fundada pelo cantor e compositor Matthew Hegarty. Vindo de Aldershot no distrito de Rushmoor, Hampshire, Inglaterra, Hegarty aprendeu sozinho a tocar violão aos 15 anos de idade, e logo se juntou a uma banda de rock alternativo. Matthew estava escrevendo músicas desde o início, mas começou a levar o processo mais a sério quando descobriu o trabalho de cantores/compositores como Bob Dylan
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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 4
Am F G
North coast swells,
Am F G
I feel it when the cold comes in.
Am F G Am F G
Run red deer, they'll need you when they hunt your skin.
Am F G Am F G
Evening came, to the corners of my mind again.
Am F G Am F G
Cold and clean, a ringing on an open plain.
F G Am G
But it seems so long... my friend.
F G Am F
My memory is all but gone,
Am F
Back to my whispering mind.
Am F G
Pale sun rose,
Am F G
A shimmer on the dusty morn.
Am F G
Wheel will turn,
Am F G
Spinning in my past will burn
F G Am G
But it seems so long... my friend.
F G Am F
My memory is all but gone.
Am F
Back to my whispering mind.
(Am F G)
C Em Am F
I wait, with all threats, while the earth it slowly spins.
C Em Am F
I recall some other place, son, of the time just for the north wind
C Em Am F
But it's been this way for a thousand years (for the north), but I'm starting to forget...
C Em Am F
I'm starting to forget.
Am F G
Am F G
North coast swells,
Am F G
I feel it when the cold comes in.
Am F G Am F G
Run red deer, they'll need you when they hunt your skin.
Am F G Am F G
Evening came, to the corners of my mind again.
Am F G Am F G
Cold and clean, a ringing on an open plain.
F G Am G
But it seems so long... my friend.
F G Am F
My memory is all but gone,
Am F
Back to my whispering mind.
Am F G
Pale sun rose,
Am F G
A shimmer on the dusty morn.
Am F G
Wheel will turn,
Am F G
Spinning in my past will burn
F G Am G
But it seems so long... my friend.
F G Am F
My memory is all but gone.
Am F
Back to my whispering mind.
(Am F G)
C Em Am F
I wait, with all threats, while the earth it slowly spins.
C Em Am F
I recall some other place, son, of the time just for the north wind
C Em Am F
But it's been this way for a thousand years (for the north), but I'm starting to forget...
C Em Am F
I'm starting to forget.
Am F G
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