Biografia:
Lisa Hannigan nasceu em 12 de Fevereiro, 1981em Kilcloon, County Meath - Irlanda e é uma cantora/compositora que é mais conhecida como a bela voz feminina das músicas de Damien Rice. Lisa começou a cantar com Damien em 2001 e também o acompanhava nos shows cantando e tocando alguns instrumentos. Ela está presente na maioria das músicas do albúm "O" e também do albúm "9", ambos de Damien, no qual ela participa da música "9 Crimes" que foi o primeiro single do disco.
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Outras músicas:
- Fall
- Home
- I Don't Know
- On Love
- Ora
- Passenger
- Teeth
- A Sail
- Blue Moon
- Braille
- Flowers
- I Dont Know
- Knots
- Little Bird
- Nowhere To Go
- O Sleep
- Ocean And A Rock
- Oh You Pretty Things
- Paper House
- Pistachio
- Prayer For The Dying
- Safe Travels Dont Die
- Sea Song
- Snow
- Song Of The Sea
- Undertow
- Venn Diagram
- We The Drowned
- Whatll I Do
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!
Am E F E (repeat thru entire song)
Bird, you've so many hearts on your sleeve
One for each feather, though you never see
Blue eyes blink bright lights, through leaves on the trees
From seeds that did grow where you sowed
You'll never have nowhere to go
Look at this silver and gold
Shook through a tangle of thorns
Bird, we've so many days spent beside
This sulk of a river, now we're deep down dyed
Into the marrow and out with the tide
With all that you have and I hold
You'll never have nowhere to go
Your heart it holds more than you hands
Not bought or sold, more than mountains
Look at this silver and gold
You'll never have nowhere to go...
Bird, you've so many hearts on your sleeve
One for each feather, though you never see
Blue eyes blink bright lights, through leaves on the trees
From seeds that did grow where you sowed
You'll never have nowhere to go
Look at this silver and gold
Shook through a tangle of thorns
Bird, we've so many days spent beside
This sulk of a river, now we're deep down dyed
Into the marrow and out with the tide
With all that you have and I hold
You'll never have nowhere to go
Your heart it holds more than you hands
Not bought or sold, more than mountains
Look at this silver and gold
You'll never have nowhere to go...
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