Biografia:
Mountains of the Moon are a 4 piece atmospheric folk band hailing from Stockholm, Sweden.
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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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Mountains of the Moon – Talking to Myself
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Tabbed by: Stefan Premovic
Tuning - Half-step down
[Chords]
C - x32010
G - 320033
D - xx0232
[Intro]
1_&_2_&_3_&_4 & 1_&_2_&_3_&_4 |
C G D
C G D
C G D
Mhmmmmmmmmmm, mhmm, mhmmmm [x4]
[Verse 1]
C G D
Waved goodbye to the evening glow
C G D
In the fall’s first fall of snow
C G D
There are brighter times ahead you know
C G D
Just gotta get through the off black winter in this god-forgotten hole
C G D
Mhmmmmmmmmmm, mhmm, mhmmmm [x2]
[Verse 2]
C G D
The streets outside hold a silent war
C G D
Everybody knows, but not what for
C G D
We are prisoners to our thoughts
C G D
Shackled up within invisible walls
[Chorus]
C G D
I forgot the ringtone of my phone
C G D
And most the days I just stay home
C G D
This city eats me to the bone
C G D
I guess it’s me who make it so
[Brigde]
C G D
Oooooooooooh, oooh, oooooh, ooooh [x4]
[Verse 3]
C G D
Why am I talking to myself?
C G D
I’m not making any sense
C G D
Where is everybody else?
C G D
Was that all? Is this it?
Mountains of the Moon – Talking to Myself
---------------------------------------------------------------------------
Tabbed by: Stefan Premovic
Tuning - Half-step down
[Chords]
C - x32010
G - 320033
D - xx0232
[Intro]
1_&_2_&_3_&_4 & 1_&_2_&_3_&_4 |
C G D
C G D
C G D
Mhmmmmmmmmmm, mhmm, mhmmmm [x4]
[Verse 1]
C G D
Waved goodbye to the evening glow
C G D
In the fall’s first fall of snow
C G D
There are brighter times ahead you know
C G D
Just gotta get through the off black winter in this god-forgotten hole
C G D
Mhmmmmmmmmmm, mhmm, mhmmmm [x2]
[Verse 2]
C G D
The streets outside hold a silent war
C G D
Everybody knows, but not what for
C G D
We are prisoners to our thoughts
C G D
Shackled up within invisible walls
[Chorus]
C G D
I forgot the ringtone of my phone
C G D
And most the days I just stay home
C G D
This city eats me to the bone
C G D
I guess it’s me who make it so
[Brigde]
C G D
Oooooooooooh, oooh, oooooh, ooooh [x4]
[Verse 3]
C G D
Why am I talking to myself?
C G D
I’m not making any sense
C G D
Where is everybody else?
C G D
Was that all? Is this it?
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