Biografia:
The Narrative é uma banda de indie,rock pop vinda de Long Island, New York, US que começou no verão de 2008. A banda é formada por Suzie Zeldin (vocal/teclado) e Jesse Gabriel (vocal/violão). Até agora lançaram um álbum de estúdio: The Narrative (2010) e 2 EPs: Just Say Yes (2008), B-Sides and Seasides (2012).
A primeira reuinão da banda aconteceu depois de Suzie Zeldin ter respondido ao folheto pregado por Jesse Gabriel, que estava a procura de um parceiro para fazer sua música.
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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!
Capo 1
Intro:
C F Am G
Verse1:
C
Waiting in line,
F Am G
passing the time reading four month old magazines.
C F
The pale walls given life by the florescent lights,
Am G
exposing stains in the carpeting.
C F
And sitting at my side this mockery of life:
Am G
a plastic plant strictly for tasteless decor.
C
No one makes a sound
F Am G
but the sirens seeping through the space between the door and the floor.
Chorus:
Dm F
Well there's nothing left to say.
C G
The word's just collapse into
Dm F C G
colorful waves in the spectrum of sound
Dm F
and it's easy on the ears
C G
and it's nice to hear
F G Am
but it doesn't mean a thing.
F G
No it doesn't mean a thing.
C F Am G
Verse2:
The silence breaks
like a small earthquake shattering the calm - it's my name.
The familiar scent of sterile instruments
filters out from inside the hallway.
Your chin falls towards your lap, you know you can't come back
Just one more thing to make this a little bit harder.
You'll wait for the turn out.
Until then a sense of doubt hangs in the air like grief in a funeral parlor.
Chorus:
Dm F
Well there's nothing left to say.
C G
The word's just collapse into
Dm F C G
colorful waves in the spectrum of sound
Dm F
and it's easy on the ears
C G
and it's nice to hear
F G Am
but it doesn't mean a thing
F G
No, it doesn't mean
F G
No, it doesn't mean
F G C
No, it doesn't mean a thing
C C F G x4
C F G C
So tell me I'm okay with no areas of gray.
C F G Am
Tell me I can go, just don't say you don't know,
Am F G C
because there's nothing I can't take like these areas of gray,
C F G
so tell me I'm okay
Ending:
C
Intro:
C F Am G
Verse1:
C
Waiting in line,
F Am G
passing the time reading four month old magazines.
C F
The pale walls given life by the florescent lights,
Am G
exposing stains in the carpeting.
C F
And sitting at my side this mockery of life:
Am G
a plastic plant strictly for tasteless decor.
C
No one makes a sound
F Am G
but the sirens seeping through the space between the door and the floor.
Chorus:
Dm F
Well there's nothing left to say.
C G
The word's just collapse into
Dm F C G
colorful waves in the spectrum of sound
Dm F
and it's easy on the ears
C G
and it's nice to hear
F G Am
but it doesn't mean a thing.
F G
No it doesn't mean a thing.
C F Am G
Verse2:
The silence breaks
like a small earthquake shattering the calm - it's my name.
The familiar scent of sterile instruments
filters out from inside the hallway.
Your chin falls towards your lap, you know you can't come back
Just one more thing to make this a little bit harder.
You'll wait for the turn out.
Until then a sense of doubt hangs in the air like grief in a funeral parlor.
Chorus:
Dm F
Well there's nothing left to say.
C G
The word's just collapse into
Dm F C G
colorful waves in the spectrum of sound
Dm F
and it's easy on the ears
C G
and it's nice to hear
F G Am
but it doesn't mean a thing
F G
No, it doesn't mean
F G
No, it doesn't mean
F G C
No, it doesn't mean a thing
C C F G x4
C F G C
So tell me I'm okay with no areas of gray.
C F G Am
Tell me I can go, just don't say you don't know,
Am F G C
because there's nothing I can't take like these areas of gray,
C F G
so tell me I'm okay
Ending:
C
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The Neal Morse B (...)
The Negro Proble (...)
The Neighborhood (...)
The Nelons