How To Explain Cat Empire Tabbed by Damsk1849 I'm pretty sure a lot of this is right. I'm least certain about the end of the chorus "music is the language of us all" bit, so if anyone that knows better would like to email me that'd be cool: jazzman_law@hotmail.com (I don't consider to be a jazzman of any sort, I made that address when I was 12) Chords: C: 8 10 10 9 8 8 Bb: 6 8 8 7 6 6 A7: 5 7 5 6 5 5 Gm: 3 5 5 3 3 3 F: 1 3 3 2 1 1 Dm: x 5 7 7 6 5 F7: 1 3 1 2 1 1 Dm*: x x 0 2 3 1 C*: x 3 2 0 1 0 (Trumpet Intro) C Bb A7 A7When (x02020@1)a room becomes an altar And what beast that must exist BbIt (x1333x@1)flies with music from our lips Gm (355333@1) And steals a kiss and blows it Bb (x1333x@1) A7Out (x02020@1)into the mist (A7) Where castles stand on cliffs And cobbled streets they wind and drift BbAnd (x1333x@1)moods are made and set but shift GmThis (355333@1)place where skies are low Bb (x1333x@1) A7And (x02020@1)birds are big (A7) We went to sleep in day And woke again the same day BbWe (x1333x@1)have learned to cheat the time GmAnd (355333@1)find the hours Bb (x1333x@1) A7That (x02020@1)the clocks cannot define (A7) As I looked up from that stage BbI (x1333x@1)felt the thing that had been made And how it raged GmAnd (355333@1)how it raged Chorus BbHow (x1333x@1)to explain? Something makes me howl CAnd (x32010@1)shiver to the core FAh (133211@1)outside if it was raining Bb (x1333x@1) CThen (x32010@1)inside there'd be a storm DmWe've (xx0231@1)got a pair of hands for climbing Bb (x1333x@1) CAnd (x32010@1)a pair of knees to spring FAnd (133211@1)a pair of balls for strength Bb (x1333x@1) CAnd (x32010@1)a pair of lungs to sing F7And (131241@1)these simple chords Bb (x1333x@1) Dm (xx0231@1) CThat (x32010@1)say: music is the language of us all Trumpet Break Dm* C* Gm x3 Dm C C Bb A7 (A7) To write these songs is to be written Ah the chorus always knows BbWhat (x1333x@1)is in store GmAnd (355333@1)what is more the thing that sings us Bb (x1333x@1) A7Is (x02020@1)the thing that makes us roar (A7) I felt that beast 'kisso my neck We clapped our hands BbAnd (x1333x@1)heard them spread GmThere (355333@1)was a trumpet and a call Bb (x1333x@1) A7A (x02020@1)pack of Spaniards screamed for more Music is the language of us all Music is the language of us all A7Music (x02020@1)is the language of us all Music is the language of us all Trumpet Break II Dm* C* Gm x(many) Dm* C* Chorus (C) BbI (x1333x@1)find it hard to speak emotional CCos (x32010@1)these things are the things that FCan't (133211@1)be said And when it's struck it strikes Bb (x1333x@1) CThe (x32010@1)memory from our heads DmOnce (xx0231@1)I wrote to play's Bb (x1333x@1) CTo (x32010@1)be immortal for a night F (133211@1) And despite the unknown hours BbSomething (x1333x@1)happens C (x32010@1) F7When (131241@1)the light turns out the lights Then we fade and yawn Bb (x1333x@1) Dm (xx0231@1) C (x32010@1) To music that's the language of us all