Тональность

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[Verse]
D                        
..Meet me out by the fire escape
                       
It’s been forty nights and forty days
            G                 
And I’ve become uncertain in a cosmic way
                           
I chewed my fingers to the bone today

[Pre-Chorus]
D                    
Oh, won’t you come around and meet me by the fire escape
                        G 
Untie this tied tongue tie
                                                
What’s it that I wanna say, what’s it that I really wanna say?
                                     
What are the words I’ve been choking on, hoping someone will articulate?

[Chorus]
D
..Oh no, that’s some murky water
                                A
Alright, we’re in the trenches now
                      
I don’t know when the party’s over
                                  G   
All I know’s I’m getting out somehow
                    D 
Oh, what a fever dream

[Verse]
 D                
Meet me out by the fire escape
                                       
Join the procession down the alleyway, oh
 G           
Our freedom’s a joke and we’ve got debts to pay

How many waves until the levee breaks?

[Pre-Chorus]
D
Oh, won’t you come around and meet me by the fire escape
                        G 
Untie this tied tongue tie

What’s it that I wanna say, what’s it that I really wanna say?

What are the truths we’ve been choking on, hoping someone will articulate?

[Chorus]
D
..Oh no, that’s some murky water
                                A 
Alright, we’re in the trenches now
                                 
And I don’t know how the story ends
                                                  G   
But the pages just turn over and then turn over again

[Bridge]
                                                         
And redemption’s always outta sight and just around the bend
                                                        D  
And the outcome doesn’t match with what it is that I intend
                                                         
Like a stack of books grows and gathers dust beside the bed
                                                           A  
Or the disconnect between what people Do and what they’ve said
                                                    
And I wanna read the news maybe without losing my head
                   D  
Oh, what a fever dream

[Interlude]
D   A   G 
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[Outro]
D
..Meet me out by the fire escape
                          
It’s been forty nights and forty days
          G                                            
And I’ve become uncertain in a cosmic way
                                      D
I chewed my fingers to the bone today….