Biografia:
Sean Rowe (born in Troy, New York) is an alternative folk singer-songwriter and musician.
Born and raised in Troy, New York, Rowe started playing music at an early age. He received a bass guitar from his father on his 12th birthday and performed in a local band. After receiving an acoustic guitar as a gift from his uncle, Rowe began playing solo.
He wrote his first song at the age of seven on a Fisher-Price typewriter after listening to Survivor's "Eye of the Tiger.
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CAPO I (Though he's played live on III, might be easier to sing to that way)
G Em C D
G
There was a time I could not cry
Em
But that has left me now
C
For 7 years I could not dream
D
But now that's done
G
There were songs I could not sing
Em
Words I could not know
C
Oh but now they found me on a bridge
D C G
And they broke my heart
G
There was a way I used to talk
Em
I cannot recognize
C
And now my language cannot give me
D
what I need
G Bm C Em
And I tore it from my bible and I kept it from my god
G Em G
I would not lose to junkies on the street
Em
It hit me so hard
C
I could not see
D
That shot was only meant for me
Em C
And all the faces that I knew
D
They were lying
Em G
When the hard road went back to sand
Bm C
And with the wheel still in my hand
G C (Em)
I built a highway out of dust
D
And I was flying
G
There was a way I used to talk
Em
I cannot recognize
C
And now my language cannot give me
D
what I need
G Bm C Em
And I tore it from my bible and I kept it from my god
G Em G
I would not lose to junkies on the street
Em
It hit me so hard
C
I could not see
D
That shot was only meant for me
Em C
And all the faces that I knew
D
They were lying
Em G
When the hard road went back to sand
Bm C
And with the wheel still in my hand
G Em (C if you prefer)
I built a highway out of dust
D C G
And I was flying
G Em C D
G
There was a time I could not cry
Em
But that has left me now
C
For 7 years I could not dream
D
But now that's done
G
There were songs I could not sing
Em
Words I could not know
C
Oh but now they found me on a bridge
D C G
And they broke my heart
G
There was a way I used to talk
Em
I cannot recognize
C
And now my language cannot give me
D
what I need
G Bm C Em
And I tore it from my bible and I kept it from my god
G Em G
I would not lose to junkies on the street
Em
It hit me so hard
C
I could not see
D
That shot was only meant for me
Em C
And all the faces that I knew
D
They were lying
Em G
When the hard road went back to sand
Bm C
And with the wheel still in my hand
G C (Em)
I built a highway out of dust
D
And I was flying
G
There was a way I used to talk
Em
I cannot recognize
C
And now my language cannot give me
D
what I need
G Bm C Em
And I tore it from my bible and I kept it from my god
G Em G
I would not lose to junkies on the street
Em
It hit me so hard
C
I could not see
D
That shot was only meant for me
Em C
And all the faces that I knew
D
They were lying
Em G
When the hard road went back to sand
Bm C
And with the wheel still in my hand
G Em (C if you prefer)
I built a highway out of dust
D C G
And I was flying
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Seasons After
Seasons Of Chang (...)
Seaway