Parts III - VI Transcribed by Cory  

(Eyewitness)

Dm
Still wait ing for  my  sav-iour, storms tear me limb from limb
C                                                           Dm
my fingers feel like seaweed. I'm  so  far  out I'm too far in.
Dm
I am a lonely man, my solitude is true,
C                                                        Dm
my eyes have borne stark witness and now my nights are numbered, too.

C                       Am   Bm
I've seen the smiles on dead hands,
Em                           C       Am
the stars shine, but they're not for me.

Dm         
I prophesy disaster and then I count the cost...
C                                              Dm
I shine but, shining, dying, I know that I am almost lost.
Dm
On the table lies blank paper and my tower is built on stone;
C                                              Dm
I only have blunt scissors, I only have the bluntest home.
 
C                             Am      Bm
I've been the witness and the seal of death
Em                             C     Am
lingers in the molten wax that is my head.

Dm         
When you see the skeletons
Bb
of sailing-ship spars sinking low
Ab
You'll begin to wonder if the points of all the ancients myths
G                             Dm
are solemnly directed straight at you...
 
Dm    
No time now for contrition, the time for that's long past,
C                                                     Dm       
the walls are thin as tissue and if I talk I'll crack the glass.

C                         Am         Bm
So I only think on how it might have been,
Em                             C      Am
locked in silent monologue, in silent scream.
  
Dm    
I am much too tired to speak
Bb
and as the waves crash on the bleak
Ab
stones of the tower I start to freak
G                    Dm
and find that I am overcome....
         

(S.H.M.)

G
"Unreal, unreal" ghost  helmsmen scream and fall in through the sky,
G
not breaking through my seagull shrieks - no breaks until I die.

Am 
The spectres scratch on window-slits,
Bm
the hollowed faces and mindless grins
C                  Am/B                    Am    Ab  G  F#
are only intent on destroying what they've lost.

G         
I crawl the wall till steepness ends in the vertical fall;
G
my pain has sailed into the sea -no joking hopes at dawn.

Am
White bone shine in the iron-jaw mask,
Bm
lost mastheads pierce the freezing dark
C               Am/B     Am
and parallel my isolated tower...
   G        F       Em
no paraffin for the flame,
   Dm      C       Bm     Am
no harbour left to gain.


(Presence of the night / Kosmos tours)
  Am                      F7M (or Am/F or Am6 call it what you want)
--------------------------------------- | 
---1----------------------1------------ | 
---2----------------------2------------ | 
---2----------------------2------------ | 
-0-----------------2----------------0-- | 
---------------------3----1-----0h1---- | 
       
Am                 [ B     G ]  F7M    [ E F A ]
'Alone, alone' the ghosts all call,
Am                [ B   G ]  F7M  [ E F A ]
pinpoint me in the light.
Am          [ B   G ] F7M   [ E F A ]
The only life I feel at all
Am                    [ B G ] F7M  [ E F A ]
is the presence of the night.

Am   [ B G ] F7M  [ E F A ]   repeated
[ E F G ] Am
[ E F G ] Am

n.C.         
Would you cry if I died?

  G   Em Dm  Em Dm     Am  Am  Em    Am  Em
-------6-5----6-5--- |  ------8---7-----8--7-- | 
-------8-6----8-6--- |  ------10--8-----10-8-- | 
-------7-7----7-7--- |  ------(b9)--(b9)----(b9)-(b9)- | 
--5----------------- |  ---------------------- | 
-------------------- |  --0------------------- | 
-------------------- |  ---------------------- | 
G     Em  Dm        Em    Dm
Would you catch the final words of mine?
G     Em  Dm    Em Dm
Would you catch my words?

Am Am  Em           Am Em
I know that there's no time,
Am Am  Em           Am Em
I know that there's no rhyme,
false signs find me.

(You don't have to play it this way, I just thought it would be fun.)
  Am        Em/B      Am/C     Em/D       Am/E     Em/F 
----8---------7---------8--------7----------8--------7------ | 
------10--------8---------10-------8----------10-------8---- | 
------------------(b9)-----------------(b9)------------------(b9)- | 
-------------------------------0---------------------------- | 
--0---------------------------------------7--------8-------- | 
------------7---------8------------------------------------- | 

  Am            Em           Am
--8-----8-------7-----7------5-- | 
----10----10------8-----8----5-- | 
-------(b9)----8------(b9)----(b9)-5-- | 
-----------------------------7-- | 
--0-----0--------------------0-- | 
----------------0-----0--------- | 

Am      Em          Am       Em
I don't want to hate, I just want to grow;
Am        Em       Am
why can't I let me live and be free?
         Em              Am
...but I die very slowly alone.

Am     Em          Am     Em         
I know no more ways, I am so afraid,
Am     Em           Am
myself won't let me just be myself
Em                       Am
and so I am completely alone.

Am         
The maelstrom of my memory
Bm
is a vampire and it feeds on me;
C                    C/B                Am
now, staggering madly, over the brink I fall.


((Custard's) Last stand)

C#  F#  F

C#          F#             F    Bb  C  Bb       
Lighthouses might house the key
C#        F#        F       C C# Eb
but can I reach the door?

Bb                 Bb?            A              D? C7
----------------------------------------------------------- | 
----------6----------------5----------------5--------6--5-- | 
--------7---7------------6---6------------6---6------4--3-- | 
------8-------8--------5-------5--------7-------7----6--5-- | 
----8-----------8----7-----------7----7-----------7--5--3-- | 
--6----------------6----------------5---------------------- | 

C#        F#          F    Bb  C  Bb 
I want to walk on the sea 
C#         F#            F          C C# Eb
so that I may better find a shore;
Bb          Bb?   A           F
but how can I ever keep my feet dry?
E7 A    A   A G F 
I  scan the horizon,
E7 A    A    A  G    F  Dm  Am/C     Bm
I  must keep my eyes on all parts of me.

C#      F#          F      Bb  C  Bb   
Looking back on the years 
C#                  F#   F          C C# Eb
it seems that I have lost my way:
Bb               Bb?                  A
Like a dog in the night I have run to a manger,
             F          E
now I am the stranger I stay in.
C#  Eb  E
      Ah, well.

C#         F#     F            Bb C Bb
All of the grief I have seen
C#              F#         F       C C# Eb  
leaves me chasing solitary peace;
Bb         Bb?      A      F
But I hold experience in my head.
E7  A   A     A  G   F
I'm too close to the light,.
E7 A     A     A G   F 
I  don't think I see right, 
Dm   Am/C   Bm
for I blind me.


(The clot thickens)
C                     B      C  G           
Where is the God that guides my hand?
C                    B  C   F  
How can the hands of others reach me?
C                     B C     G 
When will I find what I grope for?
C       B   C   F 
Who is going to teach me?
C         Bb          C        Bb
I am me / me are we / we can't see
C   Bb  B
any way out of here.
C              Bb         C
Crashing sea,  a trophied history:
Bb     C    B                   
chance has lost my Guinevere...
A A A  B A Ab B A Ab B A Eb

C C B C G - C C B C F - C C B C G - C C B C F
C Bb C Bb C Bb B
C Bb C Bb C Bb B
A A A  B A Ab B A Ab B A Eb
         
I don't want to be one wave in the water
but sea will drag me deep:
one more haggard drowned man.
         
I can see the lemmings coming, but I know I'm just a man.
Do I join or do I founder? Which can is the best I may?


(Land's end (Sineline) / We go now)

Eb  Bb  F# Absus

Eb              Bb             F#              Ab    
Oceans drifting sideways, I am pulled into the spell,
[ Ab Bb ]  Bb        [ Bb C ] C   Ab7/C Bb7  Eb
I        feel you around  me, I know you well.
            Bb                 F#                Ab
Stars slice horizons where the lines stand much too stark;
[ Ab Bb ]  Bb        [ Bb C ]  C  Ab7/C         Bb7    Eb
I        feel I am drowning - hands stretch in the dark.
Bb   F#   Ab  [ Ab Bb ]  Bb        [ Bb C ] C

C  Bb7/D C7  F

F                  C                 Eb         Bb
Camps of panoply and majesty, what is Freedom of Choice?
[ Bb C ] C                   [ C D ]  D   Bb7/D C7    F
   Where do I stand in the pageantry, whose is my voice?
                       C         Eb                    Bb 
It doesn't feel so very bad now, I think the end is the start,
[ Bb C ] C              [ C D ] D   Bb7/D      C7    F
   begin to feel very glad now: All things are a part
Bb7/D      C7    F
All things are apart
Bb7/D      C7    F
All things are a part.
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