Biografia:
O Sparklehorse foi uma banda norte-americana de rock alternativo liderada pelo falecido Mark Linkous (9 de setembro de 1962 – 6 de março de 2010).
Entre os membros que passaram pela banda estão Scott Minor, Bob Rupe, Johnny Hott e David Lowery de Cracker. Eles se juntaram em 1995 na cidade de Richmond, nos Estados Unidos.
Em 1996, durante a turnê da banda pela Europa com o Radiohead, o vocalista Linkous provocou uma overdose com a combinação de antidepressivos, valium, álcool e heroína em um quarto de hotel em Londres.
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Outras músicas:
- Piano Fire
- Almost Lost My Mind
- Apple Bed
- Babies On The Sun
- Box Of Stars Pt 1
- Caroline
- Cow
- Dead Opera Star
- Eyepennies
- Gasoline Horseys
- Getting It Wrong
- Ghost Of His Smile
- Go
- Gold Day
- Hammering The Cramps
- Happy Man
- Happy Place
- Heart Of Darkness
- Hey Joe
- Homecoming Queen
- Hundreds Of Sparrows
- Insane Lullaby
- Its A Wonderful Life
- Its Not So Hard
- Junebug
- Knives Of Summertime
- Little Fat Baby
- Marias Little Elbows
- More Yellow Birds
- Morning Hollow
- Most Beautiful Widow In Town
- Mountains
- Painbirds
- Pig
- Rainmaker
- Saturday
- Shade And Honey
- Shade Honey
- Sick Of Goodbyes
- Some Sweet Day
- Someday I Will Treat You Good
- Spirit Ditch
- Star Eyes I Cant Catch It
- Sunshine
- The Hatchet Song
- Waiting For Nothing
- Weird Sisters
- Wish You Were Here
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wings of hundreds of beats per second
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of people whose wings are just a blur
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afraid our eyes might become impaled
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by their sharp and tiny beaks
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I'm so sorry
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my spirit's rarely in my body
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it wanders through the dry country
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looking for a good place to rest
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your head upon my chest
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and I can feel the pillow of your breast
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you are worth hundreds of sparrows
every hair on your head is counted
C G F
you are worth hundreds of sparrows
Am G F
the tree you planted has become fecund
C G F
with kamikaze hummingbirds
C G F
wings of hundreds of beats per second
C G F
of people whose wings are just a blur
Am G F
afraid our eyes might become impaled
C G F
by their sharp and tiny beaks
Em F
I'm so sorry
Em F
my spirit's rarely in my body
Em F
it wanders through the dry country
Fm C
looking for a good place to rest
G F
your head upon my chest
C G F
and I can feel the pillow of your breast
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you are worth hundreds of sparrows
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Spill Canvas
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Spin Doctors
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