Biografia:
Will Varley (born in Brixton, London, on 7 March 1987) is a British folk singer and co-founder of the arts collective Smugglers Records.
Varley spent his teenage years in Kingston playing solo shows and singing in bands. His debut album was released on Smugglers Records in July 2011. He plays an explosive and subversive brand of British folk music.
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Outras músicas:
- Advert Soundtrack
- As For My Soul
- As The Crow Flies
- Dark Days Away
- From Halcyon
- I Got This Email
- Is Anyone Out There
- King For A King
- Newborn
- One Last Look At The View
- Outside Over There
- Seize The Night
- Send My Love To The System
- Seven Days
- Something Is Breaking
- Statues
- The Endlessness And The Space Between
- The Man Who Fell To Earth
- The Sound Of The Markets Crashing
- These Are The Days
- This House
- To Build A Wall
- Until The Grass Gets Greener
- We Dont Believe You
- We Want Our Planet Back
- Weddings And Wars
- When Youre Gone
- Where The Wild Wind Blows
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!
[Verse 1]
G Am
I put it all on one last spin,
C G
see I was hoping you might be lucky.
G Am
I lost it all like the winter loses to the spring,
C G
now I’m hoping that you might forgive me.
[Pre-Chorus]
Am C D
I’m thinking to myself though we never had much else we always had something safe.
Am C D
I can’t understand as we made all these plans it felt like we needed more days.
[Chorus 1]
Am C G
And the years go by and she takes each morning with her
Am C G
Maybe time is a statue not a river.
[Verse 2]
G Am
Well I drank away the last few years turned them into a single picture
C G
Wish I could show you, but its fading by the hour
G Am
I’m trying to find a new man a new way of living
C G
This one is giving me a heart attack
[Pre-Chorus]
Am C D
But there’s ghosts at every door looking through my mind trying to find things to destroy
Am C D
And I’m sure its speeding up a decade to me now feels like a summer when I was a boy
[Chorus 2]
Am C G
And the years go by and I wait to be delivered,
Am C G
Maybe time is a statue not a river.
[Bridge]
Am C
Why were you so kind to me?
Am C
Why were you so kind?
E7 Am
Why were you so kind to me?
E7 G
Why where you so kind?
[Chorus 3]
Am C G
As the years went by and the night is drawing closer
Am C G
Maybe time is a heartbeat not a river
Am C G
And the years go by and I wish I could go with her
Am C G
Maybe love is a statue not a river.
G Am
I put it all on one last spin,
C G
see I was hoping you might be lucky.
G Am
I lost it all like the winter loses to the spring,
C G
now I’m hoping that you might forgive me.
[Pre-Chorus]
Am C D
I’m thinking to myself though we never had much else we always had something safe.
Am C D
I can’t understand as we made all these plans it felt like we needed more days.
[Chorus 1]
Am C G
And the years go by and she takes each morning with her
Am C G
Maybe time is a statue not a river.
[Verse 2]
G Am
Well I drank away the last few years turned them into a single picture
C G
Wish I could show you, but its fading by the hour
G Am
I’m trying to find a new man a new way of living
C G
This one is giving me a heart attack
[Pre-Chorus]
Am C D
But there’s ghosts at every door looking through my mind trying to find things to destroy
Am C D
And I’m sure its speeding up a decade to me now feels like a summer when I was a boy
[Chorus 2]
Am C G
And the years go by and I wait to be delivered,
Am C G
Maybe time is a statue not a river.
[Bridge]
Am C
Why were you so kind to me?
Am C
Why were you so kind?
E7 Am
Why were you so kind to me?
E7 G
Why where you so kind?
[Chorus 3]
Am C G
As the years went by and the night is drawing closer
Am C G
Maybe time is a heartbeat not a river
Am C G
And the years go by and I wish I could go with her
Am C G
Maybe love is a statue not a river.
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