ALL CHORDS AD D A TIVE TO CAPO, ALL LICKS AD NOT.
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INTRO
Guitar 1
C F (Play each chord 16 times, play the whole process 3 times)
Guitar 2
G C (Play each chord 2 times, quick strokes. This is somewhat the main melody)
Guitar 1 OR 2, doesn't matter which.
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B-|-8-10---8-10-----|
G-|-----9------9-10-|
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A-|-----------------|
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Both guitars end intro on F5 (x 8 10 10 x x)
VERSE - Only bass plays in the verse, until...
I breathe out smoke against the window,
G5
Trace the letters in your name.
F5
Our letters sound the same;
G5F5
Full of all our changing that isn't change at all.
All straight lines circle sometime.
POST-VERSE (Part 1) - Repeat the intro.
VERSE - Once again, only bass plays until...
Somewhere sympathy is more than just a way of leaving.
Somewhere someone says 'I'm sorry.'
G5
Someone's making plans to stay."
F5
So tell me it's okay.
G5F5
Tell me anything, or show me there's a pull,
G5
Unassailable, that will lead you there,
F5
From the dark, alone, to benevolence that you've never known,
C5B5A5
Or you knew when you were four and can't remember.
G5
Where a small knife tears out those sloppy seams,
F5
And the silence knows what you silence means,
C5B5A5
And your metaphors, as mixed as you can make them,
Are linked, like days, together.
POST-VERSE (Part 1)
POST-VERSE (Part 2) - Play this after Part 1.
Both guitars play A5 and let it ring.
Guitar 1
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B-|-13-10-13-10-13-10-13-10--8-6-9-9h10p9-7-|
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D-|-----------------------------------------|
A-|-----------------------------------------|
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(Play the whole lick twice)
Guitar 2
C5 A5 (Play each chord 16 times, play the whole process twice)
VERSE
G5F5
I still hear trains at night, when the wind is right
G5F5
I remember everything, lick
G5
And thread this string that will never mend you
F5
Or tailor more than a memory of a kitchen floor,
C5B5A5
Or the fire-door that we kept propping open.
G5
And I love this place; the enormous sky,
F5
And the faces, hands that I'm haunted by,
C5B5A5
So why can't I forgive these buildings,