Biografía:
The Hotelier (inicialmente The Hotel Year) é uma banda emo de Dudley, Massachusetts.
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Otras canciones:
- Among The Wildflowers
- An Ode To The Nite Ratz Club
- Dendron
- Fear Of Good
- Goodness Pt 1
- Goodness Pt 2
- Housebroken
- In Framing
- Lonely Hearts Club
- Opening Mail For My Grandmother
- Our Lives Would Make A Sad Boring Movie
- Piano Player
- Soft Animal
- The Scope Of All This Rebuilding
- Two Deliverances
- Vacancy
- Weathered
- Your Deep Rest
¡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!
[Intro]
D#, A#, G#
D#, A#, G#
D#, A#, G#
Cm, Cm, A#, D#
D# A# G#
The icons cluttering your bureau
D# A# G#
Are eyeing me as I walk in
Cm A# G# D#
Your guardians are present in here
Cm A# D#
And I trust that they have always been
D# A# G#
Hiding somewhere in your closet
D# A# G#
Collecting moisture from your face
Cm A# G# D#
Your secret world speaks without words
Cm A# G#
And I feel clumsy and cumbersome in this place
Cm A# G# D#
But if I want them too, will they speak to me soon
Cm A# G#
In a language ripe for my listening?
Cm A# G# D#
When the harsh sun breaks in your stained glass eyes
Cm A# D#
The refracted light keeps glistening
D# A# G#
A drapery of clashing fabrics
D# A# G#
In every corner of your room
Cm A# G# D#
They hung like lace on the whitewashed face
Cm A# D#
Of the walls that are begging you to move
D# A# G#
And leave the things that hold a history
D# A# G#
As if they're present in your will
Cm A# G# D#
A brand new place a few miles away
Cm A# G#
But I just wasn't sure I was staying still
Cm A# G# D#
But if you choose this too, it's an honest move
Cm A# G#
And I guess that it makes for no deferences
Cm A# G# D#
There's a gleam of blue from a cold night's moon
Cm A# G#
Just a touch too soon, two deliverances
Cm A# G# D# Cm
On an empty panel floor I lie here
A# G# D#
For communion just waiting for one more
Cm A# G# D#
But in the quiet empty hours of my afternoon
Cm A# G#
What am I supposed to do? What was I supposed to do?
Cm A# G# D#
But if I want them to, will they come to me soon?
Cm A# G# D#
Will they fluctuate between midnight and past noon?
Cm A# G# D#
Was kind of banking on a future that'd be involving you
Cm A# G#
But I couldn't ask this of you, I couldn't ask that
Cm, A#, G#
Cm, A#, D#
Cm, A#, D#
Cm A# G# D#
In this young night's sky there are pinhole lights
Cm A# G#
Find the shape of a harp and an arrowhead
Cm A# G# D#
Do I hear your tunes or acknowledge wounds
Cm A# D#
That I got from rubbing elbows with a sharpened edge?
Cm A# G# D#
But if I choose this too does it count as my move?
Cm A# G#
I can't drop my history just to become new
Cm A# G# D#
Now I'm swimming through the nothingness and the absolute
Cm A# G#
But I couldn't ask this of you, I couldn't ask that
D#, A#, G#
G#, A#, G#
Cm, A#, G#, D#
Cm, A#, G#
D#, A#, G#
D#, A#, G#
D#, A#, G#
Cm, Cm, A#, D#
D# A# G#
The icons cluttering your bureau
D# A# G#
Are eyeing me as I walk in
Cm A# G# D#
Your guardians are present in here
Cm A# D#
And I trust that they have always been
D# A# G#
Hiding somewhere in your closet
D# A# G#
Collecting moisture from your face
Cm A# G# D#
Your secret world speaks without words
Cm A# G#
And I feel clumsy and cumbersome in this place
Cm A# G# D#
But if I want them too, will they speak to me soon
Cm A# G#
In a language ripe for my listening?
Cm A# G# D#
When the harsh sun breaks in your stained glass eyes
Cm A# D#
The refracted light keeps glistening
D# A# G#
A drapery of clashing fabrics
D# A# G#
In every corner of your room
Cm A# G# D#
They hung like lace on the whitewashed face
Cm A# D#
Of the walls that are begging you to move
D# A# G#
And leave the things that hold a history
D# A# G#
As if they're present in your will
Cm A# G# D#
A brand new place a few miles away
Cm A# G#
But I just wasn't sure I was staying still
Cm A# G# D#
But if you choose this too, it's an honest move
Cm A# G#
And I guess that it makes for no deferences
Cm A# G# D#
There's a gleam of blue from a cold night's moon
Cm A# G#
Just a touch too soon, two deliverances
Cm A# G# D# Cm
On an empty panel floor I lie here
A# G# D#
For communion just waiting for one more
Cm A# G# D#
But in the quiet empty hours of my afternoon
Cm A# G#
What am I supposed to do? What was I supposed to do?
Cm A# G# D#
But if I want them to, will they come to me soon?
Cm A# G# D#
Will they fluctuate between midnight and past noon?
Cm A# G# D#
Was kind of banking on a future that'd be involving you
Cm A# G#
But I couldn't ask this of you, I couldn't ask that
Cm, A#, G#
Cm, A#, D#
Cm, A#, D#
Cm A# G# D#
In this young night's sky there are pinhole lights
Cm A# G#
Find the shape of a harp and an arrowhead
Cm A# G# D#
Do I hear your tunes or acknowledge wounds
Cm A# D#
That I got from rubbing elbows with a sharpened edge?
Cm A# G# D#
But if I choose this too does it count as my move?
Cm A# G#
I can't drop my history just to become new
Cm A# G# D#
Now I'm swimming through the nothingness and the absolute
Cm A# G#
But I couldn't ask this of you, I couldn't ask that
D#, A#, G#
G#, A#, G#
Cm, A#, G#, D#
Cm, A#, G#
The Howl & The H (...)
The Howls
The HU
The Hubbards
The Hues Corpora (...)
The Hunters
The Hype Theory
The Ian Carey Pr (...)
The Icicle Works
The Icicles