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Joe

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My love has gone
His boots no longer by my door
He left at dawn and as i slept, i felt him go
[loop of erik satie, as in pet shop boys’ jack the lad]

New york, new york, temperature’s droppin’
The band’s out shoppin’, not stoppin’ ‘til ears pop
Cops protect shops, lots of yellow cabs and bellhops
And it never stops

I’m waitin’ to do an interview, so much to tell you
Today i feel close enough to smell you
Additional dates they were plannin’ just fell through
Florida’s out, we fly september 22 to heathrow
So there’s not really long to go
Tonight will be a brilliant show
Lettin’ you know i miss you
More than four hits the floor at a party
Send my love to everybody
Please, send my love to everybody (everybody everybody everybody…)
Send my love to everybody (everybody everybody everybody…

Honey, i’m writin’ from d.c., feelin’ queasy
Stayin’ healthy on the road isn’t easy
The tm recommend sanatogen
Not one of them could resist takin’ the piss
I miss you like a lock in the door what’s more
I go to sleep with my walkman ‘cos half the crew snore
Don’t mean to be a bore, everybody’s been great
But there’s fifteen of us in a bus state-to-state
So i stay up late with a tape or meditate
My bed is travellin’ at fifty-five mph
When we make it to l.a., i’ll still be miles away
It’s not my best day i’m gonna get some rest
God bless

My love has gone
(wo wo)
My love has gone (has has has …)
(wo wo)

We just stopped a diner so i’m takin’ time
To write a few lines. i’m fine, sun shinin’
Bus driver’s reclinin’ on the grass as the trucks pass
Gleamin’ with a flash of sunlight from the glass
On the windscreen. as for us there’s too much to relate
We’ve done five gigs but we’re only in our third state
America’s big! you’d love how they pile up your plate
Only place in the world even i could gain weight
Our next date is wilmington, delaware, open air
There’s a rumor melle mel’ll be there
Anyway, all the best, god bless i’m yawning
I really miss watching you get dressed in the morning

My love has gone
(wo wo)
My love has gone
(wo wo)
My love has gone
No earthly ships will ever
Bring him home

Written by maxi jazz, d. armstrong, jamie catto, r. armstrong & sister bliss
Lyrics marked in this color sung by dido

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Postcards (Letra)

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Dido:
My love has gone
His boots no longer by my door
He left at dawn and as I slept, I felt him go
[Loop of Erik Satie, as in Pet Shop Boys’ Jack The Lad]

Maxi Jazz:
New York, New York, temperature’s droppin’
The band’s out shoppin’, not stoppin’ ‘til ears pop
Cops protect shops, lots of yellow cabs and bellhops
And it never stops
I’m waitin’ to do an interview, so much to tell you
Today I feel close enough to smell you
Additional dates they were plannin’ just fell through
Florida’s out
We fly September 22 to Heathrow,
but there’s not really long to go
Tonight will be a brilliant show
Lettin’ you know I miss you
More than four hits the floor at a party
Send my love to everybody
Please, send my love to everybody
(everybody everybody everybody…)
Send my love to everybody
(everybody everybody everybody…)

Honey, I’m writin’ from D.C., feelin’ queasy
Stayin’ healthy on the road isn’t easy
The TM recommends an antigen
One of them could resist again
I miss you like a lock in the door
What’s more, I go to sleep with my Walkman
‘cause half the crew snored
Don’t mean to be a bore, everybody’s been great,
But there’s fifteen of us in a bus state-to-state
So I stay up late with a tape, or meditate
My bed is travellin’ at fifty-five m.p.h.
When we make it to LA, I’ll still be miles away
It’s not my best day
I’m a get some rest, God bless

Dido:
My love has gone
(wo wo)
My love has gone
(has has has …)
(wo wo)

Maxi Jazz:
We just stopped a diner so I’m takin’ time to write a few lines
I’m fine, sunshine, the bus driver’s
reclinin’ by the grass as the trucks pass
Gleamin’ with the flash of sunlight from the glass on the windscreen
As for us, there’s too much to relate
We’ve done five gigs, yet we’re only in our third state
America’s big, you’d love how they pile up your plate
Only place in the world even I can gain weight
Our next date is Wilmington, Delaware
Open air, there’s a rumor Melle Mel’ll be there
Anyway, all my love, God bless, I’m yawning
I really miss watching you get dressed in the morning

Dido:
My love has gone
(wo wo)
My love has gone
(wo wo)
My love has gone
No earthly ships will ever
Bring him home

Postcards (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Dido:
My love has gone
His boots no longer by my door
He left at dawn and as i slept, i felt him go
[loop of erik satie, as in pet shop boys’ jack the lad]

Maxi jazz:
New york, new york, temperature’s droppin’
The band’s out shoppin’, not stoppin’ ‘til ears pop
Cops protect shops, lots of yellow cabs and bellhops
And it never stops
I’m waitin’ to do an interview, so much to tell you
Today i feel close enough to smell you
Additional dates they were plannin’ just fell through
Florida’s out
We fly september 22 to heathrow,
But there’s not really long to go
Tonight will be a brilliant show
Lettin’ you know i miss you
More than four hits the floor at a party
Send my love to everybody
Please, send my love to everybody
(everybody everybody everybody…)
Send my love to everybody
(everybody everybody everybody…)

Honey, i’m writin’ from d.c., feelin’ queasy
Stayin’ healthy on the road isn’t easy
The tm recommends an antigen
One of them could resist again
I miss you like a lock in the door
What’s more, i go to sleep with my walkman
‘cause half the crew snored
Don’t mean to be a bore, everybody’s been great,
But there’s fifteen of us in a bus state-to-state
So i stay up late with a tape, or meditate
My bed is travellin’ at fifty-five m.p.h.
When we make it to la, i’ll still be miles away
It’s not my best day
I’m a get some rest, god bless

Dido:
My love has gone
(wo wo)
My love has gone
(has has has …)
(wo wo)

Maxi jazz:
We just stopped a diner so i’m takin’ time to write a few lines
I’m fine, sunshine, the bus driver’s
Reclinin’ by the grass as the trucks pass
Gleamin’ with the flash of sunlight from the glass on the windscreen
As for us, there’s too much to relate
We’ve done five gigs, yet we’re only in our third state
America’s big, you’d love how they pile up your plate
Only place in the world even i can gain weight
Our next date is wilmington, delaware
Open air, there’s a rumor melle mel’ll be there
Anyway, all my love, god bless, i’m yawning
I really miss watching you get dressed in the morning

Dido:
My love has gone
(wo wo)
My love has gone
(wo wo)
My love has gone
No earthly ships will ever
Bring him home

Postcards (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Sundays sitting on your back porch
And I came on with a couple of chords
And I played for you
You let me keep you entertained
With stories I exaggerate
That you know aren’t true
And as you sit there
Making daisy chains
And I throw in a hand grenade
And tell you how it is I really feel for you

I’m sending postcards from my heart
Your love for a postmark and then
You know that you make me feel like
We’ve been caught like kids in the schoolyard again
And I can’t keep it to myself
Can’t spell it any better
L. O. V. E forever
I hope you know that
I’m sending a postcard
I don’t care who sees what I’ve said
Or if the whole world knows what’s in my head

We chased the sun til it got away
On a bicycle that your daddy made
But not made for two
Then we sat out on your rocking chair
You with a flower in your hair
That I found for you
But then Monday always comes around
And it’s sad ‘cause I can’t see you now
Want you to know you’re always in my head

I’m sending postcards from my heart
Your love for a postmark and then
You know that you make me feel like
We’ve been caught like kids in the school yard again
And I can’t keep it to myself
Can’t spell it any better
L. O. V. E forever
I hope you know that
I’m sending a postcard
I don’t care who sees what I’ve said
Or if the whole world knows what’s in my head

You know sometimes its hard to see
You say the words that torture me
But inside I know exactly how I feel
The things that I can’t say out loud
I’ll find a place to write it down
I hope that they will find you in the end

I’m sending postcards from my heart
Your love for a postmark and then
You know that you make me feel like
We’ve been caught like kids in the school yard again
And I can’t keep it to myself
Can’t spell it any better
L. O. V. E forever
I hope you know that
I’m sending a postcard
I don’t care who sees what I’ve said
Or if the whole world knows what’s in my head

Know oh oh know oh oh know oh oh
All the things I want you to know
oh oh know oh oh know oh oh
All the things I want you to know
oh oh know oh oh know oh oh
All the things I want you to know
oh oh know oh oh know oh oh
All the things I want you to know
oh oh know oh oh know oh oh
All the things I want you to know
oh oh know oh oh know oh oh
All the things I want you to know

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Faithless

Faithless

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

New York, New York temperature’s droppin’
The band’s out shoppin’ not stoppin’ till ears pop
cops protect shops, lotsa yellow cabs and bell hops
An’ it never stops
I’m waiting to do an interview, so much to tell you
Today i feel close enough to smell you
Additional date they were planning just fell through
Florida’s out, we fly September 22 to Heathrow
So there’s not really long to go
Tonight will be a brilliant show lettin’ you know
I miss you more than four hits the floor at a party
Send my love to everybody

Honey I’m writing from DC, feelin’ quasy
Stayin’ healthy on the road isn’t easy
The T.M. Recommend Sanatogen
Not one of them could resist takin’ the piss
I miss you like a lock on the door what’s more
I go to sleep with my Walkman ‘cos half the crew snore
Don;t mean to be a bore, everybody’s been great
But there’s fifteen of us on a bus state to state
So I stay up late with a tape or meditate
By bed is travellin’ at 55 mph
When we make it to L.A. I’ll still be miles away
It’s not my best day I’m gonna get some rest
God Bless

We just stopped at a diner so I’m takin’ time
To write a few lines. I’m fine, sun’s hinin’
Bus driver’s reclinin’ on the grass aas the truck’s pass
Gleamin’ with a flash of sunlight from the glass
On the windscreen. As for us there’s too much to relate
W’ve done five gigs but we’re only in our third state
America’s big! You’d love how they pile up your plate
Only place in the world even I could gain weight
Our next day is Wilmiginton, Delaware, open air
There’s a rumour Melle Mel’ll be there
Anyway, All the best, God bless I’m yawning
I really miss watchin’ you get dressed in the morning

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Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Face me, are you tired of living?
Replace, she was so unforgiving
And i’m so frustrated, so dilated
And she’s telling me i’ve wasted my time
And i’m running back like, just to face the facts right
To tell me your voice takes me through the night

Your smile and your memory
Simply eases me to sleep
In my ear while the whispering
Melts my heart on every beat

Still you’re singing lullabies and postcards to this place
And we’re asking for so much more
Now you’re bringing smiles and laughter to this face
While bad memories are in pieces on the floor

Face me, are you tired of living?
Replace, she was so unforgiving
And i’m so frustrated, so dilated
And she’s telling me i’ve wasted my time
And i’m running back like, just to face the facts right
To tell me your voice takes me through the night

Time past, heal this broken heart
Pulled away that sellotape
Take your time, ‘cos i won’t mind
I doubt if i even know that i’m awake

And still you’re singing lullabies and postcards to this place
And we’re asking for so much more
Now you’re bringing smiles and laughter to this face
While bad memories are in pieces on the floor