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Volvemos a acudir al rescate de una banda perdida con el paso de los años, en realidad una banda que en su momento ya andaba completamente perdida entre el efervescente (cuatro gatos en realidad), también desesperante, movimiento independiente de los primeros 90’s en España. Moving Pictures andaban perdidos o más bien ignorados en aquellos años poblados de grupos que abrazaban sin vergüenza ni disimulo el inglés (aunque no se dominase) como lengua vehicular para dar salida a sus paupérrimas letras
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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!
Moving Pictures - Travellers Tales
## NOTE: Lyrics & Chords based on the 2015 'Picture This' album recording ##
CAPO: 4th Fret
# NOTE: ~ ~ = Walk-Down from C to Am ##
[INTRO:] C F Dm7 C F Dm G
[VERSE 1:]
C F
Each Sunday morning's the same as the one before
Dm C
That's something that means more and more
G F C
To me, as the years turn into rituals
G F C F Dm G
To me - I like the peace, the peace that at home can bring
[VERSE 2:]
C F
The grey skies of London could tell a tale or two
Dm C
And maybe some are true
G F C
While some are fables from forgotten times
G F C ~ ~ Am
While some - are dreams snatched from thin air
[BRIDGE:]
G Am
What are these stories?
G Am
But travellers tales
G F
While the household lies sleeping
Am
I'll set my sails
G Am
Tales of adventure
D F
Fortune and fame
C G
Heartache and romance
Of pride and of shame
[VERSE 3:]
C F
Time waits for no man, no man can turn back time
Dm C
I'm guilty of the crime of trying
G F C
To hold onto days so long gone now
G F C
To hold - onto love that has now flown
[OUTRO:] C F Dm C F Dm C F Dm C F Dm
C F
Each Sunday morning's the same as the one before
## NOTE: Lyrics & Chords based on the 2015 'Picture This' album recording ##
CAPO: 4th Fret
# NOTE: ~ ~ = Walk-Down from C to Am ##
[INTRO:] C F Dm7 C F Dm G
[VERSE 1:]
C F
Each Sunday morning's the same as the one before
Dm C
That's something that means more and more
G F C
To me, as the years turn into rituals
G F C F Dm G
To me - I like the peace, the peace that at home can bring
[VERSE 2:]
C F
The grey skies of London could tell a tale or two
Dm C
And maybe some are true
G F C
While some are fables from forgotten times
G F C ~ ~ Am
While some - are dreams snatched from thin air
[BRIDGE:]
G Am
What are these stories?
G Am
But travellers tales
G F
While the household lies sleeping
Am
I'll set my sails
G Am
Tales of adventure
D F
Fortune and fame
C G
Heartache and romance
Of pride and of shame
[VERSE 3:]
C F
Time waits for no man, no man can turn back time
Dm C
I'm guilty of the crime of trying
G F C
To hold onto days so long gone now
G F C
To hold - onto love that has now flown
[OUTRO:] C F Dm C F Dm C F Dm C F Dm
C F
Each Sunday morning's the same as the one before
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Moymoy Palaboy
Mozart Season
Mozes And The Fi (...)
Mozzarella
Mr Little Jeans
Mr Seley
Mr Twin Sister
Mr-7
Mr. Bungle