Isabel BY Frank Turner from Poetry of The Deed intro e------| b------| g--4~--| d--4~--| a--2~--| e------| B (Em) B (Em) So now the years are rolling by, and it?s not long since you and I G#m E Gb B could have been train drivers and astronauts B (Em) B (Em) And now we?re stuck in furnished ruts, but yet the thing that really cuts G#m E Gb B (Em) is that we can?t remember how we got caught B (Em) B (Em) Filtered air,computer screens, muffled sighs and might-have-beens ? G#m E Gb B (Em) count your blessings, then breathe, and count to ten B (Em) B (Em) And though it doesn?t often show, we are scared because we know G#m E Gb G#m our forefathers were farmers and fishermen G#m Eb E Gb G#m And so the world has changed, worse or better?s hard to tell, Eb E Gb but my hope remains within the arms of Isabel B (Em) B (Em) So now our calloused hands once told a story honest as it?s old G#m E Gb B of sowing seeds and setting sail. B (Em) B (Em) But now our hands are soft and weak and working seven days a week G#m E Gb G#m at these salvation schemes that are bound to fail back to chorus C#m Bm Gb And I?ll admit that I am scared of what I don?t understand. C# Bm Gb But darling, if you?re there, gentle voice and soothing hands C# Bm Gb Eb E to quiet my despair, to shore up all my plans, darling, if you?re there... G#m Eb E Gb G#m And so the world has changed, and I must change as well Eb E Gb G#m The machines we?ve made will damn us into hell Eb E Gb G#m And the time will come when all must save themselves. Eb E Gb I will save my soul in the arms of Isabel outro B (Em) G#m E Gb
