Biography:
Television was one of the most creative bands to emerge from New York's underground scene of the mid-'70s, creating an influential new guitar vocabulary. While guitarists Tom Verlaine and Richard Lloyd liked to jam, they didn't follow the accepted rock structures for improvisation — they removed the blues while retaining the raw energy of garage rock, adding complex, lyrical solo lines that recalled both jazz and rock. With its angular rhythms and fluid leads
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Intro
A F#m (Repeat)
A F#m A F#m
Last night I drifted down to the docks
A F#m A F#m
The water, glittering and black.
A F#m A F#m
The snow fell lightly and disappeared.
A F#m A F#m
I felt the old ropes grow slack.
Bm E Bm E
I thought I'd dissolve when the beacon revolved.
D A F#m (Repeat)
I just get carried, so carried, carried away.
A F#m A F#m
Once I had a ship, yes I had a map
A F#m A F#m
I had the wind like a tree has sap
Bm E Bm E
I sank into these banks of clay
D
I just get carried, so carried, carried…
G Em Bm Abm G
Those rooms were freezing and always dark but where we were never mattered
G Em Bm Abm G
Your head was golden, there was lightning in your arms and then the glass shattered.
A F#m A F#m
It was noon at midnight., the day that never ends
A F#m A F#m
The lamp it whispers and makes amends
Bm E Bm E
everything was more than I took it for.
D A F#m (Repeat)
I just get carried, so carried, carried away.
A F#m (Repeat)
A F#m A F#m
Last night I drifted down to the docks
A F#m A F#m
The water, glittering and black.
A F#m A F#m
The snow fell lightly and disappeared.
A F#m A F#m
I felt the old ropes grow slack.
Bm E Bm E
I thought I'd dissolve when the beacon revolved.
D A F#m (Repeat)
I just get carried, so carried, carried away.
A F#m A F#m
Once I had a ship, yes I had a map
A F#m A F#m
I had the wind like a tree has sap
Bm E Bm E
I sank into these banks of clay
D
I just get carried, so carried, carried…
G Em Bm Abm G
Those rooms were freezing and always dark but where we were never mattered
G Em Bm Abm G
Your head was golden, there was lightning in your arms and then the glass shattered.
A F#m A F#m
It was noon at midnight., the day that never ends
A F#m A F#m
The lamp it whispers and makes amends
Bm E Bm E
everything was more than I took it for.
D A F#m (Repeat)
I just get carried, so carried, carried away.
Temposhark
Temptations
Ten Feet
Ten Years After
Ten2five