Biografia:
The earth turns, but we don't feel it move. Then at night you look up and with one spark the whole sky is on fire.
"On this EP, I Can See Mountains prove to be just another example of how good the North American punk rock scene is these days, mixing elements from both the somewhat trending, raw, mid-west punk sound, and the more quirky melodies from the more underground streams of indie/emo. The result is bright, buzzing songs, sung about partying and being drunk and sounding like nostalgia and great times.
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Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
[Verse]
G D Bm A
.....Revelations in a hotel bathroom,
G
Rebecca's dancing in the rain.
D
Chatter over leaky faucets.
Bm A
One mirror, two bodies
G D
Talk fast into the bottle.
Bm A
Come in, and let your blonde hair down.
G D Bm
Tell me about a lifeless body,
A
some promise in numbers
[Verse]
G D
....Driving 80 through a country road mall.
G D
....I wasn't smoking because you hate the smell of cigarettes.
Bm A G
Turned the drunk bus into new trust with me.
D G
We were dancing in the basement of this bar.
D
We made our mark for freedom.
Bm A
Then I taught you indie dance moves.
[Pre-Chorus]
G
Then we lost track of time counting stars in our eyes
G
and we both realized we were inspirational
[Chorus]
D A G
We were walking down dead end streets
D A G
like the salt on your teeth from that foreign sea.
D A G
Gorged with promise.
D A G F#m G
Smoke-filled champion
[Verse]
G D
....It's Saturday shouldn't you be up at the bar,
G D
cautiously dancing to your favorite David Bowie song.
Bm A
The future, the loser, and me
G D
If I had my way then we would climb up on my car,
G D
pass you a note that says come with me to Brooklyn.
Bm A
The future, the loser.
[Pre-Chorus]
G
Then we lost track of time counting stars in our eyes
G
and we both realized we were inspirational
[Chorus]
D A G
We were walking down dead end streets
D A G
like the salt on your teeth from that foreign sea.
D A G
Gorged with promise.
D A G
Smoke-filled champion
F#m G
Gorged with promise.
F#m G
Smoke-filled champion
[Spoken word]
D A
Considering that I cannot think of a word
G D
that intertwines gold and democracy
A G
I will end my weeks on notes of good exposure
D A G
Maybe I’ll sink, maybe I’ll swim.
D A G
I’ll bet I spend the majority of them floating.
[Bridge]
G D
.....Will you feel the same
Bm A
.....when my hair gets longer?
G D
.....And will you feel the same
Bm A
.....when your eyes see sober?
G D
.....Will you feel the same
Bm A
.....when my hair gets longer?
G D
.....And will you feel the same
Bm A
.....when your eyes see sober?
[Pre-Chorus]
G
Then we lost track of time counting stars in our eyes
G
and we both realized we were inspirational
[Chorus]
D A G
We were walking down dead end streets
D A G
like the salt on your teeth from that foreign sea.
D A G
Gorged with promise.
D A G
Smoke-filled champion
D A G
Gorged with promise.
D A G
Smoke-filled champion
D A G
Gorged with promise.
D A G
Smoke-filled champion
G D Bm A
.....Revelations in a hotel bathroom,
G
Rebecca's dancing in the rain.
D
Chatter over leaky faucets.
Bm A
One mirror, two bodies
G D
Talk fast into the bottle.
Bm A
Come in, and let your blonde hair down.
G D Bm
Tell me about a lifeless body,
A
some promise in numbers
[Verse]
G D
....Driving 80 through a country road mall.
G D
....I wasn't smoking because you hate the smell of cigarettes.
Bm A G
Turned the drunk bus into new trust with me.
D G
We were dancing in the basement of this bar.
D
We made our mark for freedom.
Bm A
Then I taught you indie dance moves.
[Pre-Chorus]
G
Then we lost track of time counting stars in our eyes
G
and we both realized we were inspirational
[Chorus]
D A G
We were walking down dead end streets
D A G
like the salt on your teeth from that foreign sea.
D A G
Gorged with promise.
D A G F#m G
Smoke-filled champion
[Verse]
G D
....It's Saturday shouldn't you be up at the bar,
G D
cautiously dancing to your favorite David Bowie song.
Bm A
The future, the loser, and me
G D
If I had my way then we would climb up on my car,
G D
pass you a note that says come with me to Brooklyn.
Bm A
The future, the loser.
[Pre-Chorus]
G
Then we lost track of time counting stars in our eyes
G
and we both realized we were inspirational
[Chorus]
D A G
We were walking down dead end streets
D A G
like the salt on your teeth from that foreign sea.
D A G
Gorged with promise.
D A G
Smoke-filled champion
F#m G
Gorged with promise.
F#m G
Smoke-filled champion
[Spoken word]
D A
Considering that I cannot think of a word
G D
that intertwines gold and democracy
A G
I will end my weeks on notes of good exposure
D A G
Maybe I’ll sink, maybe I’ll swim.
D A G
I’ll bet I spend the majority of them floating.
[Bridge]
G D
.....Will you feel the same
Bm A
.....when my hair gets longer?
G D
.....And will you feel the same
Bm A
.....when your eyes see sober?
G D
.....Will you feel the same
Bm A
.....when my hair gets longer?
G D
.....And will you feel the same
Bm A
.....when your eyes see sober?
[Pre-Chorus]
G
Then we lost track of time counting stars in our eyes
G
and we both realized we were inspirational
[Chorus]
D A G
We were walking down dead end streets
D A G
like the salt on your teeth from that foreign sea.
D A G
Gorged with promise.
D A G
Smoke-filled champion
D A G
Gorged with promise.
D A G
Smoke-filled champion
D A G
Gorged with promise.
D A G
Smoke-filled champion
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