Photograph - Ed Sheeran
- Volodymyr Shalayko
- 3 jan 2019
- 2 minuten om te lezen
Een prachtig nummer van Ed Sheeran wat hij gezamenlijk schreef met Snow Patrol lid Johnny Mcdaid.
Opgebouwd vanuit een pianoloop is dit nummer ontstaan. Dat Ed Sheeran veel doet met een loop hoor
je duidelijk in meerdere van zijn nummers door de terugkerende akkoordschema's. Naast de Lead is dit nummer voornamelijk opgebouwd uit powerchords (vandaar de 5 bij de akkoordnamen). Het nummer wordt grotendeels gespeeld met Palm Mute (dempen van de snaren door je rechter hand met de palm op de snaren te leggen).
Liedjes info:
Artiest: Ed Sheeran
Nummer: Photograph
Album: X
Jaar: 2014
Categorie: Folkpop
Songwriters: Ed Sheeran, Johnny McDaid, Martin Harrington, Thomas Leonard
Uitgevers: Asylum, Atlantic
Geplaatst door: Levi Akkerman
Capo: 0
Lyrics:
Loving can hurt, loving can hurt sometimes But it's the only thing that I know When it gets hard, you know it can get hard sometimes It is the only thing makes us feel alive
We keep this love in a photograph We made these memories for ourselves Where our eyes are never closing Hearts are never broken And time's forever frozen, still
So you can keep me Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet You won't ever be alone, wait for me to come home
Loving can heal, loving can mend your soul And it's the only thing that I know, know I swear it will get easier Remember that with every piece of ya Hmm, and it's the only thing we take with us when we die
Hmm, we keep this love in a photograph We made these memories for ourselves Where our eyes are never closing Hearts were never broken And time's forever frozen, still
So you can keep me Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet You won't ever be alone
And if you hurt me That's okay, baby, only words bleed Inside these pages, you just hold me And I won't ever let you go Wait for me to come home Wait for me to come home Wait for me to come home Wait for me to come home
Oh, you can fit me Inside the necklace you got when you were sixteen Next to your heartbeat where I should be Keep it deep within your soul
And if you hurt me Well, that's okay, baby, only words bleed Inside these pages, you just hold me And I won't ever let you go
When I'm away, I will remember how you kissed me Under the lamppost back on Sixth street Hearing you whisper through the phone "Wait for me to come home"



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