A Comet Appears The Shins

A Comet Appears

The Shins

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Accordage Standard (E A D G B E)
Signature rythmique 4/4
Tonalité: Bm
Capo:
Case 2
Rythmique 1

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Paroles

[Intro]
| Am G | F C | Am G | C - |
| Am G | F C | F  - | G - |

[Verse 1]
Am        G          F    C
  One hand on this wily comet
Am       G             C
  Take a drink just to give me some weight
Am      G         F    C
  Some uberman I'd make
    F
I'm barely a vapor
G Am          G  F             C
    They shone a chlorine light on
Am  G           C
  A host of individual sins
Am           G    F        C
  Let's carve my aging face off
G               C
Fetch us a knife
G                 C
Start with my eyes
G                C
Down so the lines
       F         G
Form a grimacing smile

[Verse 2]
Am               G      F        C
  Close your eyes to corral a virtue
Am       G        C
  Is this fooling anyone else?
Am            G   F            C
  Never worked so long and hard
   F               G
To cement a failure
Am       G                 F       C
  We can blow on our thumbs and posture
Am        G               C
  But the lonely are such delicate things
Am        G           F          C
  The wind from a wasp could blow them
G           C
Into the sea
     G                   C
With stones on their feet
G                C        F         G
Lost to the light and the loving we need

[Chorus]
F         C   F
 Still to come
          C            G      F
The worst part and you know it
           C       F
There is a numbness
        C              G
In your heart and it's growing
D7sus2/A

[Guitar Solo]
                 Am | G F |
| C Am | G C | - Am | G F |
| C F  | - G | - Am | G F |
| C Am | G C | - Am | G F |
| C F  | - G | - -  | -

[Verse 3]
Am           G          F           C
  With burnt sage and a forest of bygones
Am           G
  I click my heels
        C
Get the devils in line
Am          G                 F         C
  A list of things I could lay the blame on
      F                G
Might give me a way out
Am              G
  But with each turn
          F            C
It's this front and center
Am       G          C
  Like a dart stuck square in your eye
Am      G                 F          C
  Every post you can hitch your faith on
     G             C
Is a pie in the sky
G                 C
Chock full of lies
  G             C
A tool we devise
        F             G
To make sinking stones fly

[Chorus]
F             C   F
 And still to come
          C            G      F
The worst part and you know it
           C       F
There is a numbness
        C              G      D7sus2/A
In your heart and it's growing

[Outro]
                 Am | G F |
| C Am | G C |

Mesures

[Intro]
| Am G | F C | Am G | C - |
| Am G | F C | F  - | G - |

[Verse 1]
| Am G | F C | Am G | C - |
| Am G | F C | F  - | G - |
| Am G | F C | Am G | C - |
| Am G | F C | G  C | G C |
| G  C | F G | -  - | -

One hand on this wily comet
Take a drink just to give me some weight
Some uberman I'd make
I'm barely a vapor
They shone a chlorine light on
A host of individual sins
Let's carve my aging face off
Fetch us a knife
Start with my eyes
Down so the lines
Form a grimacing smile

[Verse 2]
                       Am |
| G F | C Am | G C | - Am |
| G F | C F  | - G | - Am |
| G F | C Am | G C | - Am |
| G F | C G  | C G | C G  |
| C F | G -  | - - |

Close your eyes to corral a virtue
Is this fooling anyone else?
Never worked so long and hard
To cement a failure
We can blow on our thumbs and posture
But the lonely are such delicate things
The wind from a wasp could blow them
Into the sea
With stones on their feet
Lost to the light and the loving we need

[Chorus]
                         | F - |
| C -        | F - | C G | F - |
| C -        | F - | C G | - - |
| - D7sus2/A | - - | -

Still to come
The worst part and you know it
There is a numbness
In your heart and it's growing

[Guitar Solo]
                 Am | G F |
| C Am | G C | - Am | G F |
| C F  | - G | - Am | G F |
| C Am | G C | - Am | G F |
| C F  | - G | - -  | -

[Verse 3]
                       Am |
| G F | C Am | G C | - Am |
| G F | C F  | - G | - Am |
| G F | C Am | G C | - Am |
| G F | C G  | C G | C G  |
| C F | G -  | - - |

With burnt sage and a forest of bygones
I click my heels
Get the devils in line
A list of things I could lay the blame on
Might give me a way out
But with each turn
It's this front and center
Like a dart stuck square in your eye
Every post you can hitch your faith on
Is a pie in the sky
Chock full of lies
A tool we devise
To make sinking stones fly

[Chorus]
                         | F - |
| C -        | F - | C G | F - |
| C -        | F - | C G | - - |
| - D7sus2/A | - - | -

And still to come
The worst part and you know it
There is a numbness
In your heart and it's growing

[Outro]
                 Am | G F |
| C Am | G C |

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