The Book of my life by Sting Transcribed by Fernakas 16.1.2005
F#m Violin Solo
Let me [F#m]watch by the fire and remember my days
And it [F#m/E]may be a trick of the firelight
But the [H/D#]flickering pages that trouble my sight
Is a [D]book I'm afraid to write
It's the [F#m]book of my days, it's the book of my life
And it's [F#m/E] cut like a fruit on the blade of a knife
And it's [H/D#]all there to see as the section reveals
There's some [D]sorrow in every life
If it [A]reads like a puzzle, a [Hm]wandering maze
Then I won't [F#m]understand 'til the [F#m/Eb]end of my days
I'm still [D]forced to remember,
Rem[Hm]ember the [C#m] words of my [F#m] life
There are [F#m]promises broken and promises kept
Angry [F#m/E] words that were spoken, when I should have wept
There's a [H/D#] chapter of secrets, and words to confess
If I lose [D] everything that I possess
There's a [A]chapter on loss and a [Hm] ghost who won't die
There's a [F#m]chapter on love where the [F#m/C#] ink's never dry
There are [Hm]sentences served in a [C#m]]prison I built out of [D]lies. [Hm]
[A] [Hm] Though the [D]pages are [E]numbered
[F#m] [D] I can't [Hm]see where they [E]lead
[F#m] [D] For the [Hm]end is a [E]mystery [D]no-one can read
[E]In the book of my [F#m]life
Interlude F#m
There's a [Gm]chapter on fathers a chapter on sons
There are [Gm/F]pages of conflicts that nobody won
And the [C/E[battles you lost and your bitter defeat,
There's a [D#]page where we fail to meet
There are [Bb]tales of good fortune that [Cm]couldn't be planned
There's a [Gm]chapter on god that I [Gm/E]don't understand
There's a [Cm]promise of Heaven and [Dm]Hell but I'm damned if I [D#]see [Cm]
[Bb] [Cm] Though the [D#]pages are [F]numbered
[Gm] [D#] I can't [Cm]see where they [F]lead
[Gm] [D#] For the [Cm]end is a [F]mystery [D#]no-one can read
[F]In the book of my [Gm]life
Interlude Gm
Now the [Bb]daylight's[../C] re[../D]turning [Cm]
And if one [Gm]sen[../A]tence is [../Bb]true [Dm]
All these [D#]pages [../F] [../G]are burning [F] [../G] [../C]
And [Cm]all [Ab]that's [Bb]left [Fm]is
you [G#m] [C#m] [E] [F#]
[G#m] [E] [C#m] [F#]
[G#m] [E] [C#m] [F#]
[E] [F#]
[H] [C#m] Though the [E]pages are [F#]numbered
[G#m] [E] I can't [C#m]see where they [F#]lead
[G#m] [E] For the [C#m]end is a [F#]mystery [E]no-one can read
[F#]In the book of my [G#m]life
[G#m] [E] [C#m] [F#]
[G#m] [E] [C#m] [F#]
[G#m] [E] [C#m] [F#]
[E] [F#] [G#m]
[Fm]
F#m Violin Solo
Let me [F#m]watch by the fire and remember my days
And it [F#m/E]may be a trick of the firelight
But the [H/D#]flickering pages that trouble my sight
Is a [D]book I'm afraid to write
It's the [F#m]book of my days, it's the book of my life
And it's [F#m/E] cut like a fruit on the blade of a knife
And it's [H/D#]all there to see as the section reveals
There's some [D]sorrow in every life
If it [A]reads like a puzzle, a [Hm]wandering maze
Then I won't [F#m]understand 'til the [F#m/Eb]end of my days
I'm still [D]forced to remember,
Rem[Hm]ember the [C#m] words of my [F#m] life
There are [F#m]promises broken and promises kept
Angry [F#m/E] words that were spoken, when I should have wept
There's a [H/D#] chapter of secrets, and words to confess
If I lose [D] everything that I possess
There's a [A]chapter on loss and a [Hm] ghost who won't die
There's a [F#m]chapter on love where the [F#m/C#] ink's never dry
There are [Hm]sentences served in a [C#m]]prison I built out of [D]lies. [Hm]
[A] [Hm] Though the [D]pages are [E]numbered
[F#m] [D] I can't [Hm]see where they [E]lead
[F#m] [D] For the [Hm]end is a [E]mystery [D]no-one can read
[E]In the book of my [F#m]life
Interlude F#m
There's a [Gm]chapter on fathers a chapter on sons
There are [Gm/F]pages of conflicts that nobody won
And the [C/E[battles you lost and your bitter defeat,
There's a [D#]page where we fail to meet
There are [Bb]tales of good fortune that [Cm]couldn't be planned
There's a [Gm]chapter on god that I [Gm/E]don't understand
There's a [Cm]promise of Heaven and [Dm]Hell but I'm damned if I [D#]see [Cm]
[Bb] [Cm] Though the [D#]pages are [F]numbered
[Gm] [D#] I can't [Cm]see where they [F]lead
[Gm] [D#] For the [Cm]end is a [F]mystery [D#]no-one can read
[F]In the book of my [Gm]life
Interlude Gm
Now the [Bb]daylight's[../C] re[../D]turning [Cm]
And if one [Gm]sen[../A]tence is [../Bb]true [Dm]
All these [D#]pages [../F] [../G]are burning [F] [../G] [../C]
And [Cm]all [Ab]that's [Bb]left [Fm]is
you [G#m] [C#m] [E] [F#]
[G#m] [E] [C#m] [F#]
[G#m] [E] [C#m] [F#]
[E] [F#]
[H] [C#m] Though the [E]pages are [F#]numbered
[G#m] [E] I can't [C#m]see where they [F#]lead
[G#m] [E] For the [C#m]end is a [F#]mystery [E]no-one can read
[F#]In the book of my [G#m]life
[G#m] [E] [C#m] [F#]
[G#m] [E] [C#m] [F#]
[G#m] [E] [C#m] [F#]
[E] [F#] [G#m]
[Fm]
