Help me sing it All you weary strangers, raise your voice In this chain-gang chorus in our younger days My brothers, we were naive sailors The storms we've all endured Oh, the road And all you who sing the praises of dust and bones And places that she takes us, the choice was ours We wanted much more than our fathers While our mothers said their prayers And we're moving on up To the east side And we finally got a piece of the pie Yeah, of the pie Baby doll All you women of the travelers, your empty arms Your patient hearts and waiting, bless your hearts And your never-ending patience I could not go on without you We're all the same All the blue and bright white collars, we're all the same All our troubles and our sorrows, but underneath It's just blood and bone and mixture Though we dance to different songs And your momma's alright And your daddy's alright And they just seem a little bit weird Oh, surrender Every man Every woman with a burden, raise your hands Raise 'em up to the firmament, let's see those hands Meet your brothers and your sisters, use your hands We are our fathers' sons
Das war so ungefähr der beste Konzerttag in meinem Leben. Völligst verkatert im Hostel angerufen werden: "FALLON AKUSTIK IM RAMONES MUSEUM!" Taxi - hin - gehen müssen und zur Bookerin, Tour gekriegt, zurück, DAVE HAUSE, trinken, GASLIGHT ANTHEM, Hostel, verkatert aufwachen - PERFEKT
Every new piece a heartbreaking work of staggering genius
Raise your hands
Brian leaves you hanging on every word
Help me sing it
All you weary strangers, raise your voice
In this chain-gang chorus in our younger days
My brothers, we were naive sailors
The storms we've all endured
Oh, the road
And all you who sing the praises of dust and bones
And places that she takes us, the choice was ours
We wanted much more than our fathers
While our mothers said their prayers
And we're moving on up
To the east side
And we finally got a piece of the pie
Yeah, of the pie
Baby doll
All you women of the travelers, your empty arms
Your patient hearts and waiting, bless your hearts
And your never-ending patience
I could not go on without you
We're all the same
All the blue and bright white collars, we're all the same
All our troubles and our sorrows, but underneath
It's just blood and bone and mixture
Though we dance to different songs
And your momma's alright
And your daddy's alright
And they just seem a little bit weird
Oh, surrender
Every man
Every woman with a burden, raise your hands
Raise 'em up to the firmament, let's see those hands
Meet your brothers and your sisters, use your hands
We are our fathers' sons
danke :-) !
Das war so ungefähr der beste Konzerttag in meinem Leben. Völligst verkatert im Hostel angerufen werden: "FALLON AKUSTIK IM RAMONES MUSEUM!" Taxi - hin - gehen müssen und zur Bookerin, Tour gekriegt, zurück, DAVE HAUSE, trinken, GASLIGHT ANTHEM, Hostel, verkatert aufwachen - PERFEKT
He has so much soul in his voice.
Woher wusstest du von dieser Acousticsession in Berlin?
Ich würde Brian nur zu gerne auch einmal bei einem solchen Set live sehen.
LG
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