Biografia:
É uma banda folk inglesa formada por Nick Hemming, e composta por: Nick Hemming, Christian Hardy, Mike Siddell, William Calderbank, Helen Whitaker, Sebastian Hankins e Darren Bonehill.
The Leisure Society tem sido muito apreciada, e elogiada pela crítica que as músicas e os vídeos trazem. Sendo assim, apelidada de "English answer to popular U.S acts" ("Resposta inglesa pelos atos populares do EUA"). Comparada neste aspecto com Grizzly Bear, Department of Eagles e Fleet Foxes.
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Outras músicas:
- A Softer Voice Takes Longer Hearing
- Another Sunday Psalm
- Better Written Off Than Written Down
- Dust On The Dancefloor
- Everyone Understands
- Fight For Everyone
- Forever Shall We Wait
- If God Did Give Me A Choice
- Save It For Someone Who Cares
- Tall Black Cabins
- The Fine Art Of Hanging On
- The Sober Scent Of Paper
- The Undefeated Ego
- We Were Wasted
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!
Capo 3
A
The tide behind the eyes that never shut
The restless legs that never loosen up
F#m A
Oh the sweet smell of the blood
F#m A E
Though the heart aches she was not made to love
A E A
Another summer wasted on a boy
A
When shadows leech the colour from your skin
And team by team we split and start again
F#m A
Let the old, cracked mirror-ball
F#m A E
Spread the spotlight from the bar to the door
A E A
And visualise the roles you never played
Chorus:
E F#m
Brave words die on your lips
A D E
In the wake of relationships
F#m
Eternal passers by
A D E
With the reek of repeat on our hides
D C#m Bm D
But we're reaching out from every fall
Am
Relief
G
Beneath
E A
The dust on the dancefloor
A
Reflecting now his life is where he sits
An epitaph falls flat between dry lips
F#m A
What a great day for demise
F#m A E
What a long road I have walked, just to die
A E A
To fall apart the way that people do
Chorus
A
The tide behind the eyes that never shut
The restless legs that never loosen up
F#m A
Oh the sweet smell of the blood
F#m A E
Though the heart aches she was not made to love
A E A
Another summer wasted on a boy
A
When shadows leech the colour from your skin
And team by team we split and start again
F#m A
Let the old, cracked mirror-ball
F#m A E
Spread the spotlight from the bar to the door
A E A
And visualise the roles you never played
Chorus:
E F#m
Brave words die on your lips
A D E
In the wake of relationships
F#m
Eternal passers by
A D E
With the reek of repeat on our hides
D C#m Bm D
But we're reaching out from every fall
Am
Relief
G
Beneath
E A
The dust on the dancefloor
A
Reflecting now his life is where he sits
An epitaph falls flat between dry lips
F#m A
What a great day for demise
F#m A E
What a long road I have walked, just to die
A E A
To fall apart the way that people do
Chorus
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