Tarred And Feathered

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[Verse]
I find I understand the rules but 
                   F    A
cannot find the reasons
Do they include everything and they 
                    F     A
change for every season

It's only a matter of...
Time is of the essence, shall I put 
           F       A
up some resistance?
Cursed with the awareness of my own 
   F     A
existance

It's only a matter of...

[Chorus]
C                     G#
Time tends to pass by quicker than 
the nail (Yes)
     D                    A
That boxes me together forever it 
forms the seal (Yes)
F                            A#  
Is the knowledge of my own 
    C#  G#  C#  G#  C#  G#  C#  G#
existance real?

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[Instrumental]
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[Verse]
I find I understand the rules but 
                   F    A
cannot find the reasons
Do they include everything and they 
                    F    A
change for every season

It's only a matter of...

[Chorus]
C                     G#
Time tends to pass by quicker than 
the nail (Yes)
     D                    A
That boxes me together forever it 
forms the seal (Yes)
F                            A#  
Is the knowledge of my own 
    C#  G#  C#  G#  C#  G#  C#  G#
existance real?

[Bridge I]
Bm         G               B
A slice of life a piece of mind
          A               D
Laid on a plate of my own kind
            A#              C
I'll take a key from the gravy
               D                   
And unlock the cage that holds the 
Bm          G  Bm  A  D  A#  C
ravens in
  D  Bm


A  A   A A F# F F E
A      A A F# F F E

A#              G#
 What's it like flying high?
F#           F   A A#           
 I've a cone for a beak, but the tar
 G#
 makes me cry
     F#
That hol ds me together, tarred and 
feathered

[Bridge II]
Bm        E     A              D
Breathing home, hoping for the day
    Bm        E            A     
The radio and television's thrown
           D
 the rest away
Bm E        A                 D
Oh dear me, look who's come around
    Bm            E             A
Now all I have to do is hide my 
           G      G
body in the ground
     G     G       G
It's all I have to do

[Otro]
     C               Gm     F
When they who to the sea go down
    Am     G      Am        G
And in the waters ply their toil
    C      C#     G# A#  C
Are lifted on the surges crown
    B             A        B      
And plunged where seething eddies 
G
boil