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SONG: 11th Fret
BAND: Gordon Downie
ALBUM: Battle Of The Nudes (2003)
TABBED BY: Ross Guertin (ross_guertin@yahoo.ca)
TUNING: EADGBe


E (022100@1) B (x2444x@1) E (022100@1)A (x02220@1)        ESo (022100@1)this is fucking off by degrees
    A (x02220@1)                 EAnd (022100@1)I suppose we turned out to be not-quite Hawaii
    A (x02220@1)                 BBut (x2444x@1)I can float back to sleep
                      BCause (x2444x@1)at least you're lying to me
     ALike (x02220@1)music that dances from glowing apartments
   BAs (x2444x@1)shadows entwine into a creamy darkness
     ALike (x02220@1)jewlery hung down from rich silhouettes
E (022100@1)                            BPortrays (x2444x@1)on the sidewalk where wetness reflects
        AAll (x02220@1)the colours of evening and the onset of lights
         BLike (x2444x@1)the promise of nothing, sweet nothing, tonight.

E (022100@1)B (x2444x@1)C (x32010@1)E (022100@1)C (x32010@1)E (022100@1)C (x32010@1)B (x2444x@1)E (022100@1)So this is enacting ecstasy
And I suppose we turned out to be bathroom graffiti
But I can float back to sleep
Cause at least you're lying to me
Like shoveling hope into the infinite us
Til the world surges in yelling, "this is a drug bust"
Might turn up the heat and make us into one person
But then the temperature plunges and the predicament worsens
Til we're a fleck of new snow on the eyelash of a cow
And we melt away, melt away, melt away now