Biografia:
Gregory & the Hawk é um projeto de música indie/acoustic. Sua fundadora e membro preliminar, Meredith Godreau, canta e toca guitarra junto os amigos desde a adolescência. Meredith tem usado sua música como um veículo para sua poesia romântica desde que ganhou de seus pais uma guitarra e aprendeu a tocá-la, aos 14 anos de idade.
Meredith, filha de um porto-riquenho e uma holandesa, começou a tocar guitarra acústica com 14 anos de idade, adquirindo experiência.
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Outras músicas:
- August Moon
- Boats And Birds
- I'm Your Puppet
- Isabelle
- Memory And Honesty
- Oats We Sow
- Olly Olly Oxen Free
- Sets
- Slow Vines
- en-US
- A Wish
- Avalanche Oh Avalanche
- Blind And Unwise
- Dare And Daring
- Debate The Taste
- Doubtful
- Fin Song 8
- For The Best
- Ghost
- Grey Weather
- Harmless
- Im Your Puppet
- Miss Miss
- Sleeping States
- Soulgazing
- The People Who Raised Me
- Victorian Full
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!
The other one on here didn't have the whole song, and parts of it were wrong.
Here's the entire, unabridged, correct version.
C G
I wish to feel smaller under your sheets.
C G
I wish for the whole truth
Am G
every time you speak.
C G Am G
I'm thinkin' about how you care half as much for me
C G Am G
As I watch you arrive, smoke cigarettes, sleep...
C G Am G
And I guess it doesn't matter what I say or what I seem
C G Am G
You stuck what I felt for you in the pocket of your jeans
C G Am G
Ignoring me the morning after isn't enough
C G Am G
and I swear I'm gonna cry I'm sick of tryin' to be tough.
C G Am G
And my blood won't stick
G Am G
To the confines of my veins.
C G Am
And your heart
G Am G
Is gonna tear mine away.
And I wish to feel smaller under your hands,
though you seem satisfied as you slip mine
down your pants.
And I'm thinkin' about how you care half as much for me
While you lift up my shirt after asking politely.
And I guess it doesn't matter what I am or pretend to be
Cuz it's her you'll always love and it's her I'll always envy.
I want to end this now so dreams of you won't keep me up.
But I swear I'm gonna cry.
I'm sick of tryin' to be tough.
And my blood won't stick
To the confines of my veins.
And your heart
Is gonna tear mine away.
And it's hard to find
What I want
When it's buried beneath the biggest rock.
I could pay lots of money
To help lift it with machines
But I'm not sure you'd cooperate.
Not sure you'd come clean.
And I wish to feel smaller
under your sheets.
I wish for the whole truth
every time you speak.
And I'm thinkin' about how you care half as much for me
As I watch you arrive, smoke cigarettes, sleep.
And I guess it doesn't matter what I say or what I seem
You stuck what I felt for you in the pocket of your jeans.
Ignoring me the morning after isn't enough
and I swear I'm going to cry.
I'm sick of tryin' to be tough.
Yeah, I swear I'm gonna cry.
I'm sick of tryin' to be tough.
And my blood won't stick
To the confines of my veins.
And your heart
Is gonna tear mine away.
Is gonna tear mine away
Here's the entire, unabridged, correct version.
C G
I wish to feel smaller under your sheets.
C G
I wish for the whole truth
Am G
every time you speak.
C G Am G
I'm thinkin' about how you care half as much for me
C G Am G
As I watch you arrive, smoke cigarettes, sleep...
C G Am G
And I guess it doesn't matter what I say or what I seem
C G Am G
You stuck what I felt for you in the pocket of your jeans
C G Am G
Ignoring me the morning after isn't enough
C G Am G
and I swear I'm gonna cry I'm sick of tryin' to be tough.
C G Am G
And my blood won't stick
G Am G
To the confines of my veins.
C G Am
And your heart
G Am G
Is gonna tear mine away.
And I wish to feel smaller under your hands,
though you seem satisfied as you slip mine
down your pants.
And I'm thinkin' about how you care half as much for me
While you lift up my shirt after asking politely.
And I guess it doesn't matter what I am or pretend to be
Cuz it's her you'll always love and it's her I'll always envy.
I want to end this now so dreams of you won't keep me up.
But I swear I'm gonna cry.
I'm sick of tryin' to be tough.
And my blood won't stick
To the confines of my veins.
And your heart
Is gonna tear mine away.
And it's hard to find
What I want
When it's buried beneath the biggest rock.
I could pay lots of money
To help lift it with machines
But I'm not sure you'd cooperate.
Not sure you'd come clean.
And I wish to feel smaller
under your sheets.
I wish for the whole truth
every time you speak.
And I'm thinkin' about how you care half as much for me
As I watch you arrive, smoke cigarettes, sleep.
And I guess it doesn't matter what I say or what I seem
You stuck what I felt for you in the pocket of your jeans.
Ignoring me the morning after isn't enough
and I swear I'm going to cry.
I'm sick of tryin' to be tough.
Yeah, I swear I'm gonna cry.
I'm sick of tryin' to be tough.
And my blood won't stick
To the confines of my veins.
And your heart
Is gonna tear mine away.
Is gonna tear mine away
Grey
Grey Larson
Greyson Chance
Gribi
Griffin House
Groucho Marx
Groundation
Grouplove
Grover Washingto (...)
Gruff Rhys