Biografia:
O começo de tudo foi a banda The Stalkers, em 1965. Eles trabalharam por dois anos tocando covers em shows em clubes. Dessa banda faziam parte o guitarrista Mick Box e o vocalista David Garrick, que mais tarde mudou seu nome artístico para David Byron, para se diferenciar de um homônimo. Durante 1967 decidiram se tornar profissionais. Os outros membros da banda acharam muito arriscado, e o grupo se separou. Depois de um tempo pensando no que fazer, Box e Byron formaram a banda Spice.
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Outras músicas:
- Lady In Black
- Beautiful Dream
- Believe
- Cant Keep A Good Band Down
- Cheat N Lie
- Circle Of Hands
- Circus
- Come Away Melinda
- Come Back To Me
- Dreammare
- Easy Livin
- Echoes In The Dark
- Fallen Angel
- Free Me
- Hanging Tree
- I Wanna Be Free
- Im Alive
- July Morning
- Look At Yourself
- Paradise
- Poets Justice
- Question
- Rain
- Rainbow Demon
- Return To Fantasy
- Something Or Nothing
- Stealin
- Suicidal Man
- Sunrise
- Sweet Freedom
- Sweet Lorraine
- Sympathy
- Tales
- The Park
- The Wizard
- Time To Live
- Traveller In Time
- What Kind Of God
- Why Did You Go
- Wise Man
- Wonderworld
- Year Or A Day
- Your Turn To Remember
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:
C Bb Am G
C Bb F C
C Bb
Circle of hands, cold spirits plan
F C
Searching my land for an enemy
C Bb
Came across love's sweet cost
F C
And in the face of beauty, evil was lost
Sky full of eyes, minds full of lies
Black from their cold hearts, down to their graves
Murdered the dawn, spreading their scorn
Cursing the sun of which love was born
F C F C
We must keep them away, or pretty soon we'll pay
F C
And count the cost in sorrow
F C F C
Sacrifice, the future has its price
F C
And today is only yesterday's tomorrow
C Bb Am G
C Bb F C
C Bb
Circle of hands, cold spirits plan
F C
Searching my land for an enemy
C Bb
Came across love's sweet cost
F C
And in the face of beauty, evil was lost
Sky full of eyes, minds full of lies
Black from their cold hearts, down to their graves
Murdered the dawn, spreading their scorn
Cursing the sun of which love was born
F C F C
We must keep them away, or pretty soon we'll pay
F C
And count the cost in sorrow
F C F C
Sacrifice, the future has its price
F C
And today is only yesterday's tomorrow
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