PARTE 1 (00:00) Am C7M Am C7M Bbm Cm Bbm Cm A7M Am C7M Sleep as the goer Am C7M the bridge that watches the light speed thru Bbm Cm and cries while the spirit stumbles Bbm Cm A7M and inside missile for the protection of you Am C7M maybe it's siletn Am C7M the voice can't bear anymore strain Bbm Cm but speak without even knowing Bbm Cm and streams outside in the direction of truth A7M Em A7M Em E | ----------------- | B | ----------------- | G | -----2-----2---2- | D | ---2-----2---2--- | A | --4----5--------- | E | ----------------- | PARTE 2 (01:26) Gm C Dm there's no reason there's no secret to decode Gm C Dm G if you can't save it, leave it dying on the road Gm C Dm wide open arms can feel so cold C so cold Em F# feel so cold D C#m Bm E PARTE 3 (02:10) A4 balance the books, the ledges, the loons A4 F#m the disappointed look on the faces E that squint at the moon C#m Bm let's see it with shadows enhance C#m D and then vote to decide who'll advance A4 silver jet plane, making a turn F#m E exciting the brain that expects it to crash and then burn C#m Bm it's not the life lesson I'd've guessed C#m D if you're conscious you must be depressed A4 C#m or at least cynical Em but someone might still eat the steaks F# even if they're tough D spending the day C#m chewing the fat Bm E A4 floating away isn't roguh but it's not enough A4 oh marianne, pass me the joint the sandpaper's tan F#m E go-getters are surfing the point C#m Bm and london's a cratch on the lens C#m D it's over before it begins A4 silk 'round her neck falls down to her shoulders Fm E the older I get, the more I suspect there's a trick C#m Bm but really there's no trip at all C#m D that doesn't result in a fall A4 C#m or a faltering Em but something might spit out the bait F# even if it's real D rolling away C#m missing a spoke Bm E A4 C#m close to the ground like a wheel but it's not enough D holding the line C#m clutching the phone Bm E A4 nobly wasting the night, but it isn't right F# it's not right D smelling for blood C#m praying for rain Bm E A4 running away isn't rough, but it's not enough A PARTE 4 (04:56) Eb Gm Cm Fm Cm the low tide is telling me, when it's over, Bb Dm Gm to breathe in everything exposed Eb Gm Cm Fm Cm and comes back to cover me in a blanket Bb Dm Gm being here's always changing tunes Cm Bb F F7 Dm G Am Gm Em PARTE 5 (06:08) Dm G7 Am Am/G Em A7 x4 Dm G7 Am Am/G Em A7 the empty sky surrounds me but i can't see at all Dm G7 Am Am/G Em A7 wide open arms can feel so cold Dm G7 Am Am/G Em A7 and you can sit beside me and tell me what it's worth Dm G7 Am Am/G Em A7 but I hope I die before i get sold Dm G7 Am Am/G Em A7 I hope I die before I get sold Dm G7 Am Am/G Em A7 I'd rather die before I get sold PARTE 6 (08:22) Dm C G if you find the soul that you lost E Am frozen in a starry void Dm C G take it within and hope the sight of blood C7M can will signs of life to return Dm C G back to the way that it was E Am long before it made a noise Dm C G to keep on quietly reminding you C7M what's never created or destroyed Dm7 C7M Dm7 PARTE 7 (09:12) Am C7M wake as the swell peaks Am C7M the close-outs drowning the birds with roars Bbm Cm and howls scare the new unkindness Bbm Cm A7M that picks and laughs at the carrion scene Am C7M forces you see breath can Am C7M always go into hiding Bbm Cm and wait 'til it passes over Bbm Cm or stay far gone for all eternity A G#m (repete at? o final)