Biografia:
Laura Stevenson is an American singer-songwriter based in Long Island, New York and keyboardist for musical collective, Bomb the Music Industry!
Laura Stevenson was raised in Nassau County, New York, where she was introduced to music at an early age. Her grandfather, Harry Simeone, was a successful pianist and composer whose works included "The Little Drummer Boy" and "Do You Hear What I Hear?". Simeone's wife (and Laura's grandmother), Margaret McCravy was a singer for the jazz bandleader Benny Goodman.
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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!
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C Bb F A
How else can I say I am not your hide-away,
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Get your face out from the crook in my arm.
C Bb F A
And not only just I can be what's keeping you alive,
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If I slip up, if I fall asleep you're gone.
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And god knows I've tried,
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But I am god damned tired.
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C Bb F A Bb
And I will build a fort around you, the bricks are drying in the sun,
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Stay real still I'll soon be done.
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But I'm not strong enough to hold you up,
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I've got a hole inside my gut and it's tearing me apart.
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Yeah this hole inside my gut it is tearing me apart.
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It is tearing me apart. (x4)
Dm F
I am small the television's falling from the second floor,
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My sister's hand in mine as we watch it go.
Dm F
Another scene with sirens in the front yard
Gm Bb
For the neighbors to read by the lights of.
C Bb F A
How else can I say I am not your hide-away,
Bb Bbm F
Get your face out from the crook in my arm.
C Bb F A
And not only just I can be what's keeping you alive,
Bb Bbm F
If I slip up, if I fall asleep you're gone.
Dm C Bb F
And god knows I've tried,
Dm C Bb
But I am god damned tired.
F Bb F A Bb Bbm F
C Bb F A Bb
And I will build a fort around you, the bricks are drying in the sun,
Bbm F
Stay real still I'll soon be done.
C Bb F A
But I'm not strong enough to hold you up,
Bb F Bb F
I've got a hole inside my gut and it's tearing me apart.
Bb F Bb F
Yeah this hole inside my gut it is tearing me apart.
Bbm F
It is tearing me apart. (x4)
Dm F
I am small the television's falling from the second floor,
Gm Bb F
My sister's hand in mine as we watch it go.
Dm F
Another scene with sirens in the front yard
Gm Bb
For the neighbors to read by the lights of.
Laura-Mae
Laure Briard
Laureano Brizuel (...)
Laurel & Hardy
Laurel Aitken