Тональность: D minor
Intro 1
G#m
F#
B
C#m
E
G#m
F#
C#m
B
G#m
F#
B
C#m
D#
E
D#
C#m
D#
G#m
F#
C#m
E
G#m
F#
C#m
B
G#m
Verse 1
F#
I could never tell you
C#m
E
G#m
The impossible story
F#
C#m
Words will never get close to
F#
G#m
The colour of your mourning
F#
You know that I am so sincere
C#m
D#m
G#m
But what is that help ing?
E
D#
C#m
I won't be the author of a story
D#
That is not mine to tell
G#m
F#
Make the fuckers talk
C#m
E
G#m
F#
C#m
B
Standing in the flame of fire
G#m
F#
Say it like it is
C#m
D#
Shout it like you're in the fire
E
D#
D#m
C#m
Verse 2
D#
G#m
B
As angry and as urgent as a teen
C#m
I try to set the scene,
E
natural human instinct is to intervene
G#m
The same that cut the ones
C#m
Cos shit is so naive,
B
are cutting down the very thing that the people need
G#m
Cos everything is already
C#m
And already been deemed to be
G#m
agreed and disagreed
And it seems we're
first
C#m
In a post modern post truth
B
world truth's ghostly
G#m
For what it's worth
F#
B
you can quote me and
C#m
I'm a lay it like an IED and
E
G#m
trigger it re motely
B
No wonder these bars get
banked with boasting
C#m
B
Privilege does not necessarily
G#m
mean you're coasting
B
So keep a pin close to burst
the bubble
C#m
Of some earnest motherfucker that
E
G#m
has gone to the trouble
Of being a grave digger digging
F#
B
the dead to life
C#m
There's nothing to suggest
B
that salvation will arrive
G#m
F#
And to remind me of it is so contrived
B
C#m
I don't need a broken record
E
to bring me down off my high
G#m
I just need these green eyes
B
to roll back and sigh
C#m
As much as I wish that I
B
G#m
had the answer why
Verse 3
F#
Make the fuckers talk
C#m
E
Standing in the flame
G#m
F#
C#m
of fire
B
G#m
F#
Say it like it is
C#m
B
Shout it like you're in the fire
E
D#
D#m
C#m
D#
G#m
F#
I could never tell you
C#m
E
G#m
The impossible story
F#
C#m
Words will never get close to
F#
G#m
The colour of your morning
F#
You know that I am so sincere
C#m
D#m
G#m
But what is that help ing
E
D#
C#m
I can't be the author of a story
D#
That is not mine to tell
G#m
This is not the body that has
Verse 4
F#
grown out of a squalor
C#m
E
This is not the optimism born
from living horror
G#m
The guilt could make a brother
F#
wanna lose a white collar
C#m
But uh he need
it today he'll
G#m
give it up tomorra
The dirt under the fingernails
F#
was never the grains
C#m
That the bones had replaced
D#m
in a rubbish tip grave
E
The sweat they wiped off when
G#m
they put their knives away
Is the same sweat we get when
D#
D#m
we dance the night away
G#m
And if I could turn the sun around
F#
and il luminate the hell
B
Cos you best believe it can be found
E
F#
where humanity dwell
G#m
An d I could write a book about
F#
a book that wouldn't sell
C#m
Be the author of a story that
B
G#m
was never mine to tell but
Where would that lead us? Preach
C#m
To believers we're needing
G#m
I am no teacher and
you resent the grievance
B
C#m
But if I don't at least try it's like
G#m
The story must be told some
C#m
But it won't be delivered
E
by the man in the tux
G#m
Nor will it be heard over the
C#m
Saying fuck it all fuck it all fuck
B
G#m
it all for all 12 months
Verse 5
F#
I could never tell you
C#m
E
The impossible story
G#m
F#
Words will never get
B
G#m
The colour of your morning
F#
You know that I am so sincere
C#m
D#m
G#m
But what is that help ing
E
D#
D#m
C#m
I can't be the author of a story
D#
G#m
That is not mine to tell
Outro 1
F#
C#m
E
G#m
F#
C#m
B
C#m
G#m
F#
C#m
D#
G#m
E
D#
D#m
G#m
C#m
D#
G#m
F#
C#m
E
G#m
F#
C#m
B
G#m
F#
C#m
D#
E
D#
D#m
C#m
D#
G#m
F#
B
C#m
E
G#m
F#
C#m
B
G#m
F#
C#m
D#
E
D#
C#m
D#
G#m
B
G#m
C#m
E
G#m
B
C#m
B
G#m
C#m
D#
E
D#
D#m
C#m
D#
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