Photograph

intro (let ring):
  C#m            B            C#m
E|---4---------------0---------4--
B|----5--4--------2---2---------5-
G|--------6--------4--------------
D|-6-------6-6s| l/4--4--4-4sl/6--
A|--------------------------------
E|--------------------------------

E|-------0-|             
B|-4-----2-| (end intro) 
G|--6----4-|             
D|-----6-6-4-|           
A|---------|             
E|---------|             


C#m             B
   I found this photograph,
A
underneath the broken picture glass.
C#m            A
Tender face of black and white,
C#m          A
Beautiful, a haunting sight.


C#m            B
Looked into an angel's smile,
A
captivated all the while.
C#m               A
From the hair and clothes she wore,
C#m            A
I'd place her in between the wars.


E               B
Was she willing when she sat
    A                D
and posed the pretty photograph?
E                  B
Save her flowering and fair,
    A                 D
the days to come, the days to share.
E     B     D  Dsus2
A big smile for the camera,
A           D
how did she know?
    E            B       D   Dsus2
the moment could be lost forever
Continúa después del anuncio
A  C#m
forever more


C#m             B
   I found this photograph,
A
stashed between the old joist walls,
C#m              A
in a place where time is lost,
C#m                A
lost behind, where all things fall.

C#m              B
Broken books and calendars,
A
letters script in careful hand,
C#m          A
music too, a standard tune by
C#m            A
some forgotten big brass band.


E                   B
From the threshhold what's to see
A
of our brave new century?
E                B
The television's just a dream,
A
the radio, the silver screen.
E     B     D  Dsus2
A big smile for the camera,
A           D
how did she know?
    E            B       D   Dsus2
the moment could be lost forever
A  C#m
forever more


Bridge: {play intro riff 3 times}


E B D Dsus2 A D (repeats) last 
repeat replace last D with C#m

E                 B
Was her childhood filled with 
rhymes,
A             D
stolen hooks, impassioned crimes?
E           B
Was she innocent or blind
A              D
to the cruelty of her time?
E               B
Was she fearful in her day,
A                D
was she hopeful, did she pray?
E               B
Were there skeletons inside,
A               D
family secrets, sworn to hide?
E                B
Did she feel the heat that stirs,
A                      D
the fall from grace of wayward 
girls?
E               B
Was she tempted to pretend,
A                      D
the love and laughter, 'til the end?