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The work of Johnny Lynch, aka ‘The Pictish Trail’ is more stirringly subversive stuff from the Fence Collective. Lynch writes warm, welcoming tales with tiny keyboard patterns, acoustic neo-folk rumblings and all manner of undeniable oddball noises.'
‘Akin to Lou Barlow sobbing his tiny heart out while submerged in Loch Ness, this is the sound of Scotland quietly floating far, far out to some deep enchanting waters. And never dreaming of floating back.
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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!
The Pictish Trail - Words Fails Me Noe
From the album Secret Soundz Volume 1 - 2008
http://www.myspace.com/pictishtrail
E (bar on 7th + 9th)
You became a memory of something I forgot to be
A
Now someone has told me you're like me
Well that's enough
E
I declined apologies upon apologies oh jeez
A
I hope you have something to pray for
You had the choice
B
I went out of my way
I pulled out the safety pin
D
I should stop...
Words fails me now.
E, A x3
E
Lets go back in history
and see just what we used to be
A
Now baby you love me
I killed you
I had the gun
E
Holding back a temper dear
I hope to God you run, come here
A
I know you'll forgive me
I'm crying, I'm out of luck
B
I went out of my way, I pulled out the safety pins
D
I should stop. Oh I know...
B
I went out of my way, I pulled out the safety pins
D
I...
E, A
Words fail me now
E, A
Oooooh oooh...
End on E.
This was done just from listening to the song a few times -if you see anything wrong
feel free to drop me an e-mail to mac-miller[at]hotmail[dot]com!
From the album Secret Soundz Volume 1 - 2008
http://www.myspace.com/pictishtrail
E (bar on 7th + 9th)
You became a memory of something I forgot to be
A
Now someone has told me you're like me
Well that's enough
E
I declined apologies upon apologies oh jeez
A
I hope you have something to pray for
You had the choice
B
I went out of my way
I pulled out the safety pin
D
I should stop...
Words fails me now.
E, A x3
E
Lets go back in history
and see just what we used to be
A
Now baby you love me
I killed you
I had the gun
E
Holding back a temper dear
I hope to God you run, come here
A
I know you'll forgive me
I'm crying, I'm out of luck
B
I went out of my way, I pulled out the safety pins
D
I should stop. Oh I know...
B
I went out of my way, I pulled out the safety pins
D
I...
E, A
Words fail me now
E, A
Oooooh oooh...
End on E.
This was done just from listening to the song a few times -if you see anything wrong
feel free to drop me an e-mail to mac-miller[at]hotmail[dot]com!
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