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Shins - Pink Bullets - аккорды и текст, таба, видео

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Shins - Pink Bullets - аккорды и текст, таба, видео

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Авторы музыки: James Mercer
Авторы текста: James Mercer
Pink Bullets
Shins
                              Pink Bullets - The Shins

Capo III - Chords relative to capo

Em      D       A       x4

Em           D     A      Em                  D     A
I was just bony hands as cold as a winter pole
Em          D          A       Em                 D      A
you held a warm stone out new flowing blood to hold
Em        D       A     Em                           D      A
oh what a contrast you were to the brutes in the halls
Em              D       A      Em           D    A
my timid young fingers held a decent animal

G          D
Over the ramparts you tossed
G                 D
the scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
G          D                F
tied to a brick sweet as a song
                     C                         D
the years have been short but the days were long

Em         D          A          Em                 D     A
Cool of a temperate breeze from dark skies to wet grass
Em            D         A           Em                  D     A
we fell in a field it seems now a thousand summers passed
Em                      D     A    Em                  D     A
when our kite lines first crossed we tied them into knots
Em              D   A        Em                D    A
and to finally fly apart we had to cut them off

G                       D
Since then it's been a book
               G
you read in reverse
                   D
so you understand less as the pages turn
G               D                 F
or a movie so crass and awkwardly cast
          C                 D
that even I could be the star

C     D           F         G
I dont look back much as a rule
C       D               F         G
and all this way before murder is cool
C        D                      G           C
but your memory is here and i'd like you to stay
           D
a warm light on a winter's day

Em       D     A      x6

G          D
Over the ramparts you tossed
G                   D
the scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
G         D               F
tied to brick sweet as a song
                      C                           F
the years have been short but the days go slowly by 
          C
to loose kites falling from the sky
F               C                    D
drawn to the ground and an end to flight



Without capo

Gm      F       C       x4

Gm           F     C      Gm                  F     C
I was just bony hands as cold as a winter pole
Gm          F          C       Gm                 F      C
you held a warm stone out new flowing blood to hold
Gm        F       C     Gm                           F      C
oh what a contrast you were to the brutes in the halls
Gm              F       C      Gm           F    C
my timid young fingers held a decent animal

Bb         F
Over the ramparts you tossed
Bb                F
the scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
Bb         F                Ab
tied to a brick sweet as a song
                     Eb                        F
the years have been short but the days were long

Gm         F          C          Gm                 F     C
Cool of a temperate breeze from dark skies to wet grass
Gm            F         C           Gm                  F     C
we fell in a field it seems now a thousand summers passed
Gm                      F     C    Gm                  F     C
when our kite lines first crossed we tied them into knots
Gm              F   C        Gm                F    C
and to finally fly apart we had to cut them off

Bb                      F
Since then it's been a book
               Bb
you read in reverse
                   F
so you understand less as the pages turn
Bb              F                 Ab
or a movie so crass and awkwardly cast
          Eb                F
that even I could be the star

Eb    F           Ab        Bb
I dont look back much as a rule
Eb      F               Ab        Bb
and all this way before murder is cool
C#       F                      Bb          Eb
but your memory is here and i'd like you to stay
           F
a warm light on a winter's day

Gm       F     C      x6

Bb         F
Over the ramparts you tossed
Bb                  F
the scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
Bb         F               Ab
tied to brick sweet as a song
                      Eb                          Ab
the years have been short but the days go slowly by 
          Eb
to loose kites falling from the sky
Ab              Eb                   Bb
drawn to the ground and an end to flight
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