Тональность: D major
Verse 1
D
Bm
Swimming in a snifter
Pretty as a picture
Don't get it twisted man
A
her right is a bitch
D
You can name, you can keep 'em
But take care when you feed her
F#m
D
You never can take the fight out the fish
G
Chomping at the drill bit
Never want to still sit
You can touch my metal with a
F#m
D
magnet and some tin snips
Em
Ink test all I see is cannons
and some wing tips
F#m
D
Pilot pen in pocket I'm writ ing in ink jets
Bm
Around here we don't
like talk of big dreams
A
To stand out is a pride of conceit
D
To aim high is to make waves
to split seams
But that's not what it seem
F#m
D
s like to me
G
I wanna try I wanna risk
And I don't wanna walk
F#m
D
rather swing and a miss
Em
I'm not above apologies
but I don't ask permissions
D
Em
F#m
Got a lot of imperfections but I don't carry
D
Bm
my am bition in them
Verse 2
Bm
Zeno's arrow never hits the mark
C#m
A
D
It's always hanging
there over its shadow
F#m
Safe from battle,
D
G
waste of archer's time and trouble
F#m
Waste of effort, waste of parts
D
Em
If you don't aim for the center
D
it's a waste of the art
Verse 3
Bm
I didn't come looking for love
A
I didn't come to pick a fight
Bm
D
I didn't come to wave
D
A
To some benefactor ring on
Bm
every broken finger
Or extends my wings to get clipped
I know the culture here is
A
to stay humble but shit
D
If we all go round bowed heads
F#m
D
If never none of us go for the belt who wins
loved too many men
But I took and left something
F#m
D
Em
in every bed
Turns his head
The night might rise up in
F#m
D
vestigate the grid
Bm
Bend the genre, I guess I'm on one
D
Women, children let me tell
I've been both
F#m
And it's a myth we all swim
G
I didn't come looking for love
F#m
D
I didn't come looking for a fight
Em
D
I come here every night
Em
to work
F#m
D
Bm
And you can pick an
Verse 4
Zeno's arrow never hits the mark
A
D
It's always hanging
there over its shadow
F#m
Safe from battle,
D
G
waste of archer's time and trouble
F#m
Waste of effort, waste of parts
D
Em
If you don't aim for the center
D
it's a waste of the art
Verse 5
Bm
Self taught, self made,then self styled
A
D
Self came
We march in converse
F#m
D
G
Own tools
My joints hold steady
F#m
D
Chucks laced ready
Em
D
I travel by kite, travel
Touchdown
A
I make my own luck now
Verse 6
Bm
Zeno's arrow never hits the mark
A
D
It's always hanging with its own
F#m
D
G
shadow in the dark
It's always hanging with its own
F#m
D
shadow in the dark
Em
D
Em
F#m
D
Bm
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