Biografia:
Patrick Wolf, pseudônimo de Patrick Apps, é um cantor, compositor e multi-instrumentista nascido em 30 de Junho de 1983, em Londres, Inglaterra. Toca vários instrumentos, entre os quais ukelele, clarinete, piano, cravo, clavicórdio, saltério, harmónio, autoharpa, kantele, teclado, harpa, violino, guitarra, acordeão, gaita, órgão e theremin.
Em 2003 lançou seu primeiro álbum, Lycanthropy, sucesso de crítica assim como o segundo álbum, Wind in the Wires, lançado em 2005.
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Outras músicas:
- Accident Emergency
- The Days
- Tristan
- Augustine
- Bermondsey Street
- Bloodbeat
- Bluebells
- Boy Like Me
- Childcatcher
- Damaris
- Enchanted
- Ghost Song
- Godrevy Point
- Gypsy King
- Happy Without You
- Hard Times
- House
- Lands End
- Libertine
- London
- Lycanthropy
- Magic Position
- Magpie
- Overture
- Paris
- Penzance
- Pigeon Song
- Teignmouth
- The City
- The Falcons
- The Future
- The Shadowsea
- Theseus
- This Weather
- Time Of My Life
- To The Lighthouse
- Together
- Who Will
- Wind In The Wires
- Wolf Song
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!
descending Riff during verse
D G
The work is done and the record pressed
Now you're doing battle
With the fickle press
You've got to strike the hammers
And pull the bow
And another fool
Is just another show
It's all the same
And you've seen it before
(chorus)
G G D A
And don't it seem like too long a time
Since you were sweating in the streetlight?
Too many dreams, not enough schemes
And a bike with no gears to ride
With the wheels going too slow
(verse)
D G
So, you tell 'em:
"I'm leaving London for Lands End
With a green tent and a violin
I'm going to strike the hammers
And pull the bow
Just another day to forget this show
And come back to me"
Come back to me
Darling come back to me
Come back....
(chorus)
G G D A
Now don't it seem like to long a time
Since you were sweating in the spotlight?
Too many jeers, not enough cheers
But when you sing you've got nothing to hide
Singing: "where does the time go?
And where did the time go?"
G G D A
Oh Darling when will you ever learn?
The grass is always greener,
Its everywhere you turn
You'll see it:
Everything you're sure of is up for change
We're all stuck on this spinning stage
Spinning around and round
And round and round and round
(transition chord: G)
(the towans)
intro
Bm G
G A Bm
it's a wild stretch land
such a sad place to be
when the night comes heavy down
and the sand turns to sea
many saints have lost their love
many pilgrims died unseen
in this wild stretch of land
in that fire to be free
D G
The work is done and the record pressed
Now you're doing battle
With the fickle press
You've got to strike the hammers
And pull the bow
And another fool
Is just another show
It's all the same
And you've seen it before
(chorus)
G G D A
And don't it seem like too long a time
Since you were sweating in the streetlight?
Too many dreams, not enough schemes
And a bike with no gears to ride
With the wheels going too slow
(verse)
D G
So, you tell 'em:
"I'm leaving London for Lands End
With a green tent and a violin
I'm going to strike the hammers
And pull the bow
Just another day to forget this show
And come back to me"
Come back to me
Darling come back to me
Come back....
(chorus)
G G D A
Now don't it seem like to long a time
Since you were sweating in the spotlight?
Too many jeers, not enough cheers
But when you sing you've got nothing to hide
Singing: "where does the time go?
And where did the time go?"
G G D A
Oh Darling when will you ever learn?
The grass is always greener,
Its everywhere you turn
You'll see it:
Everything you're sure of is up for change
We're all stuck on this spinning stage
Spinning around and round
And round and round and round
(transition chord: G)
(the towans)
intro
Bm G
G A Bm
it's a wild stretch land
such a sad place to be
when the night comes heavy down
and the sand turns to sea
many saints have lost their love
many pilgrims died unseen
in this wild stretch of land
in that fire to be free
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Patty Hill And M (...)
Patty Loveless
Patty Smyth
Paty Cantu