Fanfarlo - Comets (from Reservoir)
Tabbed by mattam-at-mattam.org

That's how I hear the picking part on the album.

Verse: G (320003) Em (022000) C (x32010)
Chorus: Em C G D (xx0232) D9b(add Eb played by bass: xx1242)

Picking pattern:

G                                 Em
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-3-----3-3-------3-3-----3-3------3-0------0-0-------0-0-----0-0------0-|

C                                   G
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-----1-------1---------1--------1--------0--------0--------0--------0----|
---0-------0---------0-------0---------0-------0---------0-------0-------|
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-3-----3-3-------3-3-----3-3------3--------------------------------------|
------------------------------------3-----3-3-------3-3-----3-3------3---|

G    	    	  Em
Look up, open the clouds
     	       C
Here comes the bombshell
     	   G
On the way home...

   G		   Em
And now we want the coal?
    	   C
we want the coal?
   	  G
Confusing times

G Em C G

    G			 Em
Cry murder, cry what you like
    	     C    	    G	D
Just let the comets lead the way

     	     Em
We'll tear it down
      	      C		G		D   D9b
We'll hold the truth by the neck, by the neck
      	    Em 	     	       C
Kick in the doors and burn the books
     	    G	      	   D D D D...
Try to forget, Try to forget

G Em C G (quick C G)

    G		   Em
And wear it like a flag
    	  C
Try to be patient
          G
On the way home

      G		           Em
Cause inside, behind every curtain
      	       C		       G  D
They count the minutes, they count the days

     	      Em
We'll tear it down
      	      C		    G		 D
We'll hold the truth by the neck, by the neck
      	    Em 	     	       C
Kick in the doors and burn the books
     	    G	      	   D
Try to forget, Try to forget

G Em G Em D

G Em
If you look at the horizon there is always something ducking out of sight
When you're looking at the treetops and they're scratching out their patterns in the sky

G    	    	  Em
Look up, open the clouds
     	       C
Here comes the bombshell
     	   G
On the way home...
G      C   G
On the way home...