TORI AMOS * w ed n es (022000@1)da y * 'Tabbed' by Tim Peeters, Haarlem, the Netherlands - version 1.0 , December 8th 2002 tim.peeters@planet.nl Written down for piano, can be played on guitar as well;loved this song as soon as I heard it ! This is just a preliminary version consisting of the basic main chords. All chords are tied together by a continuing bass-line [ e.g. Gm and Eb are linked by playing a single F-note between those chords ] which I hope to add to this transcript later. Note that both C and C minor chords appear in this song, and that the pronunciation of some words is stretched, e.g. "circling" is sung like "cir-ca-ling" Please note : the rhythm changes from a up-tempo 2/2 beat in the verses to a kind of funky 4/4 rhythm in the 'build' to a steady 3/4 in the chorus. [ 2/2 up-tempo beat ] [Gm] Nothing here to fear [ Eb] I'm just sitting around being [Bb] foolish when there is work to be [C] done [Gm] Just a hang-up call [Eb] and the quiet breathing of our [Bb] Persian we call Cajun on a [C] Wednesday [change beat to funky 4/4 ] [Eb] So we go from [Bb] year to year with [Gm] secrets we've been [C] keeping [Eb] Though you say you're [Bb] not a Templar [C] man .... [Gm] [Eb] Seems as if we're [Bb] circling for [Gm] very different [C] reasons [Eb] but one day the [Bb] Eagle has to [C] land [change beat to 3/4] [Eb] Out past the [Bb] fountain, a [Cm] left by the [Gm] station [Eb] I start the [Eb] day in the [C] usual [Gm] way [Eb] Then think "well [Bb]why not" and [Cm] stop for a [Gm] coffee [Eb] then begin [Bb] to recall [C]things that you [Gm]say [change beat to up-tempo 2/2] No one's at the door You suggest a ghost perhaps a phantom I agree with this in part Something is with us I can't put my finger on -- is Thumbalina size 10 on a Wednesday -- so we go from year to year with secrets we've been keeping Though you say you're not a Templar man Seems as if we're circling for very different reasons But one day the Eagle has to land Out past the fountain a left by the station I start the day in the usual way Then think -- well why not -- and stop for a coffee then begin to recall things that you say Pluck up the courage and snap it's gone again I start humming "When Doves Cry" Can someone help me I think that I'm Lost here Lost in a place called America