"Austin Song" by 100 Portraits
From "Five Wise Virgins"
Words and music by Ben and Robin Pasley
Copyright1997 Blue Renaissance Music
http://100portraits.com http://awakeningrecords.com
Transcribed by [email protected] http://ccws.net/t-rev
022100 E
320033 G
x00232 D
x00230 D2
2x0033 /F#
x30033 C2
x20033 /B
x00233 D4
x35500 Cmaj7
x24400 B4
INTRO: E . . . E . . . E . . . G . . . D . D2 . D . G /F#
[E]conversation [G]pouring over my [D(2)]lips
black coffee[C2] drip[G] dr[/F#]ip
[E]i've been quoting [G]someone you've never [D(2)]read
am i [C2]over your [/B]head
[C2]i would feel better if [D(4)]i understood me
[C2]what did i say oh [D(4)]i can't remember
CHORUS:
[E]all that we've (he/she) [D2]said [G]falls with a [/F#]clatter
by the [E]black silhou[D2]ette of the [Cmaj7]dark twisted [B4]chatter
of [E]poets and [D2]cynics [G]girl taking [/F#]orders
who [E]never can [D2]find her [Cmaj7]pen[D2]
(looks a lot like my sister/
has a strange tatoo on the back of her neck)
contemplation swirling around my head
lock ticking tick tick
you tell me what nietzsche said
as he rolled out of bed god must be dead
if pain was the problem what was the answer
pray for a rescue or swear at the heavens
inspiration moves her onto the stage
microphone check check
she reads her thoughts from a ragged red book
turning blue in the face
i glance at the book i stare at the binding
i'm lost in the thread that is slowly unwinding
Transcribed 8/13/2000 by [email protected]
More tab available at http://ccws.net/t-rev
From "Five Wise Virgins"
Words and music by Ben and Robin Pasley
Copyright1997 Blue Renaissance Music
http://100portraits.com http://awakeningrecords.com
Transcribed by [email protected] http://ccws.net/t-rev
022100 E
320033 G
x00232 D
x00230 D2
2x0033 /F#
x30033 C2
x20033 /B
x00233 D4
x35500 Cmaj7
x24400 B4
INTRO: E . . . E . . . E . . . G . . . D . D2 . D . G /F#
[E]conversation [G]pouring over my [D(2)]lips
black coffee[C2] drip[G] dr[/F#]ip
[E]i've been quoting [G]someone you've never [D(2)]read
am i [C2]over your [/B]head
[C2]i would feel better if [D(4)]i understood me
[C2]what did i say oh [D(4)]i can't remember
CHORUS:
[E]all that we've (he/she) [D2]said [G]falls with a [/F#]clatter
by the [E]black silhou[D2]ette of the [Cmaj7]dark twisted [B4]chatter
of [E]poets and [D2]cynics [G]girl taking [/F#]orders
who [E]never can [D2]find her [Cmaj7]pen[D2]
(looks a lot like my sister/
has a strange tatoo on the back of her neck)
contemplation swirling around my head
lock ticking tick tick
you tell me what nietzsche said
as he rolled out of bed god must be dead
if pain was the problem what was the answer
pray for a rescue or swear at the heavens
inspiration moves her onto the stage
microphone check check
she reads her thoughts from a ragged red book
turning blue in the face
i glance at the book i stare at the binding
i'm lost in the thread that is slowly unwinding
Transcribed 8/13/2000 by [email protected]
More tab available at http://ccws.net/t-rev
