Biografia:
Salvaged from the tangled threads of Brunswick’s derelict textile mills, The Orbweavers have been wooing Melbourne with their Twin Peaks-style country folk for the last year, supporting The Spoils, The Dumb Earth and Conway Savage amongst others. Chiming electric guitar, violin, bass & drums, their haunting tunes travel the sea, moon and old forgotten places.
"Folk Noir is a genre that is largely misunderstood. Okay, If you are deliberating over a bottle of sleeping pills or assembling a Charles Manson shrine in your bedroom
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Outras músicas:
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!
[Intro]
Am C G F Dm
Gm Am C F Dm
[Verse]
Am G C
Down by the river where the factories lie
F Dm
and the Westgate stretches across the sky
Am G C
i’ve Live north and i’ve Moved south
F Dm
but I always return to the river mouth
Am G C F Dm
[Verse]
Am G C
Out from the city all the secrets pour
F Dm
through the pipes that we laid a hundred years ago
Am G C
love and ruin in the strainign wells
F Dm
rags and bodies and teeth and gold
Am G C F Dm
[Verse]
Am G C
a woman of science in her tower above
F Dm
her laboratory s labour of love
Am G C
there she works while the war raged on
F Dm
never to marry or she’d lose it all
Am G C F Dm
[Verse]
Am G C
when I was young I never knew
F Dm
that i’d be brought back here to you
Am G C
no stranger thing than how we’re drawn
F Dm
back to place from which we’re born
Am G C F Dm
Am C G F Dm
Gm Am C F Dm
[Verse]
Am G C
Down by the river where the factories lie
F Dm
and the Westgate stretches across the sky
Am G C
i’ve Live north and i’ve Moved south
F Dm
but I always return to the river mouth
Am G C F Dm
[Verse]
Am G C
Out from the city all the secrets pour
F Dm
through the pipes that we laid a hundred years ago
Am G C
love and ruin in the strainign wells
F Dm
rags and bodies and teeth and gold
Am G C F Dm
[Verse]
Am G C
a woman of science in her tower above
F Dm
her laboratory s labour of love
Am G C
there she works while the war raged on
F Dm
never to marry or she’d lose it all
Am G C F Dm
[Verse]
Am G C
when I was young I never knew
F Dm
that i’d be brought back here to you
Am G C
no stranger thing than how we’re drawn
F Dm
back to place from which we’re born
Am G C F Dm
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