Biografia:
Mount Eerie é uma banda de lo-fi de Anacortes, Washington, que tem como líder Phil Elverum. Elverum também participou da banda chamada The Microphones.
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Outras músicas:
- Between Two Mysteries
- Climb Over
- Crow
- Crow Pt 2
- Dont Smoke
- Dragon
- Forest Fire
- Grave Robbers
- Great Ghosts
- House Shape
- I Say No
- I Walked Home Beholding
- If We Knew
- Lost Wisdom
- Lost Wisdom Part 2
- Moon Sequel
- My Burning
- My Chasm
- Now Only
- O My Heart
- Ocean Roar
- Pumpkin
- Ravens
- Real Death
- Seaweed
- Soria Moria
- Stones Ode
- Swims
- The Blow Part 2
- The Place I Live
- The Place Lives
- This
- Through The Trees Part 2
- Tintin In Tibet
- Toothbrushtrash
- Turmoil
- Uh Oh Its Mourning Time Again
- Uh
- Voice In Headphones
- When I Take Out The Garbage At Night
- Who
- Winds Dark Poem
- You Swan Go On
- Youth
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!
This is how I play the song. Suggestions and corrections welcome!
Bb E B Bb
Bb
I stayed inside all morning
G
watching waves of rain pass over
F
cold and dry by the window
I didn't turn a light on.
Bb
The fireplace dead since last night
G
emptiness inside, cold morning
F
low grey sky immense living belly
of a silver fur thing.
Bb
In waves of weather the house lies
G
piled up wood with me inside
F
I'm piled up dust, alive, dreaming
or walking whirlpool of water
Bb
awake and indifferent
G
looking at cars go by and then get forgotten
F
only a sound of a waterfall breathing out
in one long exhale
Bb
rings in my ears for a moment
G
then another wave of rain blows over
F
greying out the light
the lawn through window seems undiscovered.
Bb
A separate way of seeing.
G
A separate way of breathing it in.
F
A lost world separate from the usual
barely meaningful waking and dreaming.
Bb
Lost in an unfolding
G
thinking about what to do with a day
F
sitting while the light dies
until finally it's over.
Bb
In blue dusk I finally step outside
G
breathing in the cloud that has settled
F
noticing a black looming house shape
and at last my eyes crack open.
Bb E B Bb
Bb
I stayed inside all morning
G
watching waves of rain pass over
F
cold and dry by the window
I didn't turn a light on.
Bb
The fireplace dead since last night
G
emptiness inside, cold morning
F
low grey sky immense living belly
of a silver fur thing.
Bb
In waves of weather the house lies
G
piled up wood with me inside
F
I'm piled up dust, alive, dreaming
or walking whirlpool of water
Bb
awake and indifferent
G
looking at cars go by and then get forgotten
F
only a sound of a waterfall breathing out
in one long exhale
Bb
rings in my ears for a moment
G
then another wave of rain blows over
F
greying out the light
the lawn through window seems undiscovered.
Bb
A separate way of seeing.
G
A separate way of breathing it in.
F
A lost world separate from the usual
barely meaningful waking and dreaming.
Bb
Lost in an unfolding
G
thinking about what to do with a day
F
sitting while the light dies
until finally it's over.
Bb
In blue dusk I finally step outside
G
breathing in the cloud that has settled
F
noticing a black looming house shape
and at last my eyes crack open.
Mountain Faith
Mountain Heart
Mountain Sounds
Mountain Station
Mountains Like W (...)
Mouth and Little (...)
Mouth And Macnea (...)
Moveis Coloniais (...)
Movimiento Origi (...)
Moving Castles