SONG: 11th Fret
BAND: Gordon Downie
ALBUM: Battle Of The Nudes (2003)
TABBED BY: Ross Guertin (ross_guertin@yahoo.ca)
TUNING: EADGBe
[E] [B] [E]
[A]So this is [E]fucking off by degrees
And [A]I suppose we turned [E]out to be not-quite Hawaii
But [A]I can float back to [B]sleep
Cause at least you're [B]lying to me
Like [A]music that dances from glowing apartments
As [B]shadows entwine into a creamy darkness
Like [A]jewlery hung down from rich silhouettes
[E]Portrays on the sidewalk where [B]wetness reflects
All the [A]colours of evening and the onset of lights
Like the [B]promise of nothing, sweet nothing, tonight.
[E] [B] [C] [E] [C] [E] [C] [B] [E]
So this is enacting ecstasy
And I suppose we turned out to be bathroom graffiti
But I can float back to sleep
Cause at least you're lying to me
Like shoveling hope into the infinite us
Til the world surges in yelling, "this is a drug bust"
Might turn up the heat and make us into one person
But then the temperature plunges and the predicament worsens
Til we're a fleck of new snow on the eyelash of a cow
And we melt away, melt away, melt away now
BAND: Gordon Downie
ALBUM: Battle Of The Nudes (2003)
TABBED BY: Ross Guertin (ross_guertin@yahoo.ca)
TUNING: EADGBe
[E] [B] [E]
[A]So this is [E]fucking off by degrees
And [A]I suppose we turned [E]out to be not-quite Hawaii
But [A]I can float back to [B]sleep
Cause at least you're [B]lying to me
Like [A]music that dances from glowing apartments
As [B]shadows entwine into a creamy darkness
Like [A]jewlery hung down from rich silhouettes
[E]Portrays on the sidewalk where [B]wetness reflects
All the [A]colours of evening and the onset of lights
Like the [B]promise of nothing, sweet nothing, tonight.
[E] [B] [C] [E] [C] [E] [C] [B] [E]
So this is enacting ecstasy
And I suppose we turned out to be bathroom graffiti
But I can float back to sleep
Cause at least you're lying to me
Like shoveling hope into the infinite us
Til the world surges in yelling, "this is a drug bust"
Might turn up the heat and make us into one person
But then the temperature plunges and the predicament worsens
Til we're a fleck of new snow on the eyelash of a cow
And we melt away, melt away, melt away now
