¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
When I try to submit this tab, since theres no other tabs for the details, I have
to provide a link:
http://www.thedetails.ca/
anyway..
It's not 100% perfect, but it should be close enough to get by..
N.C. D Bm
Your hurried footsteps sound as if you're packing up and leaving town
G A
Beneath the second floor, every sound's exaggerated, and..
D Bm
This November snow, it makes it hard to see the open road.
G A
It seems the seasons change exactly when you're desperate for things to stay
G A D A/C# Bm
But if you call, if you call I will always answer you
G A D A/C# Bm
With words that ring with broken dreams, and are seldom ever used
G A D
And it may come to you underground.
N.C. D Bm
I wrote a clever song I always dreamt the crowd would sing along
G A
To my empty thoughts, and kill the poets to save their dying art.
G A D A/C# Bm
But if you call, if you call I will always answer you
G A D A/C# Bm
with words that ring with broken dreams, and are seldom ever used
G A
and I've never been a comfort
D A/C# Bm
'cause no one ever taught me how to grieve
G A
and we never quite remember
D A/C# Bm
so I'll carve our names in every fence and barely living tree
G A
and it may come to you
G A
in a dream or vision that
G A
you had while you're away
(ending riff)
underground.
then the ending riff is something like:
(D) (A/C#) (Bm) (A) (G) (D)
e|-------------------------------------------------2~-|
B|-----3-------2-----------------------------------3~-|
G|---2---2---2---2-----4-------2-------------------2~-|
D|-0-----------------4---4---2---2-----0---------2-0~-|
A|---------4-------2-------0---------2---2-0-2-4------|
E|---------------------------------3------------------|
enjoy
to provide a link:
http://www.thedetails.ca/
anyway..
It's not 100% perfect, but it should be close enough to get by..
N.C. D Bm
Your hurried footsteps sound as if you're packing up and leaving town
G A
Beneath the second floor, every sound's exaggerated, and..
D Bm
This November snow, it makes it hard to see the open road.
G A
It seems the seasons change exactly when you're desperate for things to stay
G A D A/C# Bm
But if you call, if you call I will always answer you
G A D A/C# Bm
With words that ring with broken dreams, and are seldom ever used
G A D
And it may come to you underground.
N.C. D Bm
I wrote a clever song I always dreamt the crowd would sing along
G A
To my empty thoughts, and kill the poets to save their dying art.
G A D A/C# Bm
But if you call, if you call I will always answer you
G A D A/C# Bm
with words that ring with broken dreams, and are seldom ever used
G A
and I've never been a comfort
D A/C# Bm
'cause no one ever taught me how to grieve
G A
and we never quite remember
D A/C# Bm
so I'll carve our names in every fence and barely living tree
G A
and it may come to you
G A
in a dream or vision that
G A
you had while you're away
(ending riff)
underground.
then the ending riff is something like:
(D) (A/C#) (Bm) (A) (G) (D)
e|-------------------------------------------------2~-|
B|-----3-------2-----------------------------------3~-|
G|---2---2---2---2-----4-------2-------------------2~-|
D|-0-----------------4---4---2---2-----0---------2-0~-|
A|---------4-------2-------0---------2---2-0-2-4------|
E|---------------------------------3------------------|
enjoy
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