Biografia:
The Wallflowers é uma banda de rock de Los Angeles, California.
Início
O álbum epônimo da banda foi lançado em 1992 pelo selo Virgin Records. Apesar de ter sido bem recebido pela crítica, vendeu apenas 25.000 cópias.
Os integrantes originais do Wallflowers eram o vocalista e guitarrista Jakob Dylan filho do lendário Bob Dylan, o baixista e backing-vocal Barrie Maguire, Peter Yanowitz na bateria, Rami Jaffee no teclado e o guitarrista Tobi Miller.
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Outras músicas:
- 6Th Avenue Heartache
- All Things New Again
- Angel On My Bike
- Another One In The Dark
- Ashes To Ashes
- Back To California
- Beautiful Side Of Somewhere
- Bleeders
- Blushing Girl
- Closer To You
- Days Of Wonder
- Empire Of My Mind
- Everybody Out Of The Water
- Everything I Need
- Feels Like Summer Again
- First One In The Car
- For The Life Of Me
- From The Bottom Of My Heart
- God Dont Make Lonely Girls
- God Says Nothing Back
- Halo
- Hand Me Down
- Here He Comes Confessions Of A Drunken Marionette
- Here He Comes Confessions Of A Drunkn Marionette
- Here In Pleasantville
- Heroes
- Hollywood
- How Far Youve Come
- How Good It Can Get
- I Am A Building
- I Started A Joke
- I Wish I Felt Nothing
- If You Never Got Sick
- Invisible City
- Ive Been Delivered
- Josephine
- Letters From The Wasteland
- Love Is A Country
- Mourning Train
- Murder 101
- Nearly Beloved
- One Headlight
- Peace Love And Understanding
- Rebel Sweetheart
- Reboot The Mission
- See You When I Get There
- Sixth Avenue Heartache
- Skinny Lips
- Sleepwalker
- Some Flowers Blooms Dead
- Tears Of A Clown
- The Difference
- The Passenger
- Three Marlenas
- Too Old
- Up From Under
- Used To Be Lucky
- Were Already There
- When Youre On Top
- Witness
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We're Already There
C G
Quarter Moon,
B7 Em
On a city growing thick
C G B7
With good advice that won't stick.
Em D
From the ballrooms to the suburbs,
C
abandoned mines
C
Atlantis may be rising but
B7
We're all out of time.
C G
The colored lights
B7 Em
On the fire escape,
C G B7
And bodies move behind drapes,
Em D
And the light isn't even
C
And we're safer in pairs.
C
We're no match, for what is waiting
B7
For each of us out there.
G Cm
Whistle baby, while we walk.
G Cm
Don't say anything, do not talk.
C G Am G
The journey is over, it is time to exhale.
C G D
Wherever we were going, we're already there.
So over the turnstyles,
Through the guard rails
And into Washington Square.
'Cause no amount of nightmares,
Will ever compare
To the thought of only silence
In this ghost-filled air.
Whistle baby, while we walk.
Don't say anything, do not talk.
The journey is over, it's too late to prepare.
Why can't you see that baby, we're already there.
Here comes your silhouette,
More pillow talk.
Here comes the ticking of these clocks.
They say the quickest way to end
A war is just to lose.
Another chamber locks
And I already withdrew.
Here comes the booming,
In the hunger of each night.
Here comes the burden of might.
Now this day was not divinely
Made to leave you impressed.
We may become someone someday
But we haven't yet.
Whistle baby, while we walk.
Don't say anything, do not talk.
The journey is over, it is time to repair.
Whatever we were building..... baby We're Already There.
.....We're Already There.
.....We're Already There.
.....We're Already There.
C G
Quarter Moon,
B7 Em
On a city growing thick
C G B7
With good advice that won't stick.
Em D
From the ballrooms to the suburbs,
C
abandoned mines
C
Atlantis may be rising but
B7
We're all out of time.
C G
The colored lights
B7 Em
On the fire escape,
C G B7
And bodies move behind drapes,
Em D
And the light isn't even
C
And we're safer in pairs.
C
We're no match, for what is waiting
B7
For each of us out there.
G Cm
Whistle baby, while we walk.
G Cm
Don't say anything, do not talk.
C G Am G
The journey is over, it is time to exhale.
C G D
Wherever we were going, we're already there.
So over the turnstyles,
Through the guard rails
And into Washington Square.
'Cause no amount of nightmares,
Will ever compare
To the thought of only silence
In this ghost-filled air.
Whistle baby, while we walk.
Don't say anything, do not talk.
The journey is over, it's too late to prepare.
Why can't you see that baby, we're already there.
Here comes your silhouette,
More pillow talk.
Here comes the ticking of these clocks.
They say the quickest way to end
A war is just to lose.
Another chamber locks
And I already withdrew.
Here comes the booming,
In the hunger of each night.
Here comes the burden of might.
Now this day was not divinely
Made to leave you impressed.
We may become someone someday
But we haven't yet.
Whistle baby, while we walk.
Don't say anything, do not talk.
The journey is over, it is time to repair.
Whatever we were building..... baby We're Already There.
.....We're Already There.
.....We're Already There.
.....We're Already There.
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