From [email protected] Sun Apr 27 11:29:04 1997
Date: Wed, 23 Apr 97 09:45:31 EDT
From: Gary Von Colln
To: [email protected]
Subject: CRD: Golden Hours
GOLDEN HOURS
Brian Eno, from album Another Green Word
Music transcribed by Gary Von Colln
C - Em - C - Em - D - G - (2x)
The passage of [C]time is flicking dimly u[Em]pon the screen.
I can't see the [C]lines I used to think I could [Em]read between.
[D]Perhaps my brains have turned to [G]sand.
Oh me oh [C]my I think it's been an e[Em]ternity.
You'd be sup[C]rised at my degree of un[Em]certainty
[D]How can moments [G]go so slow
Several [C]times I've seen the evening [Em]slide away.
Watching the [C]signs taking over from the [Em]fading day.
[D]Perhaps my brains are [G]old and scrambled.
Solo
Several [C]times I've seen the evening [Em]slide away.
Watching the [C]signs taking over from the [Em]fading day.
[D]Changing water into [G]wine.
Several [C]times I've seen the evening [Em]slide away
Watching the [C]signs taking over from the [Em]fading day.
[D]Putting grapes back on the [G]vine.
Background words for last two verses:
Who would believe what a poor set of eyes can show you.
Who would believe what an innocent voice could do
Never a silence always a face at the door.
Who would believe what a poor set of ears can tell you.
Who would believe what a weak pair of hands can do.
Never a silence always a foot in the door.
Date: Wed, 23 Apr 97 09:45:31 EDT
From: Gary Von Colln
To: [email protected]
Subject: CRD: Golden Hours
GOLDEN HOURS
Brian Eno, from album Another Green Word
Music transcribed by Gary Von Colln
C - Em - C - Em - D - G - (2x)
The passage of [C]time is flicking dimly u[Em]pon the screen.
I can't see the [C]lines I used to think I could [Em]read between.
[D]Perhaps my brains have turned to [G]sand.
Oh me oh [C]my I think it's been an e[Em]ternity.
You'd be sup[C]rised at my degree of un[Em]certainty
[D]How can moments [G]go so slow
Several [C]times I've seen the evening [Em]slide away.
Watching the [C]signs taking over from the [Em]fading day.
[D]Perhaps my brains are [G]old and scrambled.
Solo
Several [C]times I've seen the evening [Em]slide away.
Watching the [C]signs taking over from the [Em]fading day.
[D]Changing water into [G]wine.
Several [C]times I've seen the evening [Em]slide away
Watching the [C]signs taking over from the [Em]fading day.
[D]Putting grapes back on the [G]vine.
Background words for last two verses:
Who would believe what a poor set of eyes can show you.
Who would believe what an innocent voice could do
Never a silence always a face at the door.
Who would believe what a poor set of ears can tell you.
Who would believe what a weak pair of hands can do.
Never a silence always a foot in the door.
