Verse 1: C Em E|----| I pushed off the pierAm Infinity ran coldD And filled up my earsG There's the weapon you hold;F There's the thing that you hold it toC And the thing you hold dear. Verse 2:C Em Oh the speed of a yearAm It runs the wood dryD And water unclearG There's the thing you hold high;F And then there's the thing that you hold it toC And the thing you hold dear. Verse 3:C Em Am D I will be an enemy to men seen in the light!G Do you think it's all right?F Yes I think it's all right! It's all right! Verse 4:Bb If you make the wavesF The sun makes the raysBb The speed of the LightF Can be trusted to preyBb To prey on the foolsF That pushed off your pierBb F The whirling of pools runs clearC Da-da-da-da-da-dumAm Da-da-da-dumF Da-da-da-dumVerse 5:C So I'll be out till the shimmering diesEm I said I'll be out till the shimmering diesAm It's the wringing out the predatory nature of the skyD And the ringing sound it makes when it's burning out your eyesG F It's all right. IT IS ALL RIGHT!C It's the speed of the lightEm It's the speed of a yearAm It's the weapon you hold,D And the thing you hold dear.G OH my dear, oh my dearF It's infinity's time to shine out here Verse 6:Bb If you make the wavesF The sun makes the raysBb The speed of the LightF Can be trusted to preyBb To prey on the foolsF That pushed off your pierBb F The whirling of pools runs clearGm Da-da-da-dumDm Da-da-da-dumGm Da-da-da-dumDm Da-da-dumBb F The rocking of boats and the making of mirrorsBb F The whirling of pools running clear.(C) Da-da-da-dum Verse 7:C G C G DD Am D AmD Am Woah oh oh ohD Am Woah oh oh oh-oh-ohD Am F Am E F CAm F#m I hear them say, "put the weapon away".Am F It's the thing you know and my taking it awayAm I knowE But I'll find a wayF (C) I'll find a way to let the dear thing GO!C D E F G Am E FC D E F G Am E FC D E F G G G GBb F Bb F Bum...bum... bum...bum...Bb F Bb F Bum...bum... bum...ba-da-dum... Bb F x8 Verse 8:Bb If you make the wavesF The sun makes the raysBb The speed of the LightF Can be trusted to preyBb To prey on the foolsF That pushed off your pierBb F The whirling of pools runs clearGm Da-da-da-dumDm Da-da-da-dumGm Da-da-da-dumDm Da-da-dumBb F The rocking of boats and the making of mirrorsBb F The whirling of pools running clear.
For The Pier And Dead Shimmering
Sunset Rubdown
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