Аккорды The New Pornographers - These Are the Fables

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E
EADGBE 2 3 1
F#m
EADGBE 1111 3 4
D
EADGBE x x 1 3 2
C
EADGBE x 3 2 1
Bm
EADGBE 111 3 4 2
G
EADGBE 2 1 3
A
EADGBE x 1 2 3
C#m
EADGBE x 4 2 1 3 x
Am
EADGBE x 2 3 1
Intro: E F#m D C x2

Verse 1: 
   E        F#m       D         C         E    F#m    D            C
In coral and gray, in submarine chambers, one day, it swam for the light
   E          F#m       D           C            Bm         E
To those that live, the cities that float there, cities and circles drawn
D       Bm        D           E           (E         G          D)-hold
Perfect, complete, holding the secrets on my street, my street, my street

Verse 2:
  E            F#m        D          C          E      F#m       D
So come in and play, the song of the siren, its commonplace, you hear the 
      C       E    F#m       D             C        Bm          E
Voice rise, in one wave, and crash on your doorstep, making the circle here
D       Bm         D             E         A        D   A   D
Perfect, complete, these are the fables on my street
     
Bridge (play each chord once):
D            C#m                   F#m             D            A
Ten thousand dancing girls kicking cans cross the sky, no reason why
D       C#m                      F#m        D                    A
Why ask prepare yourself for the call of the wild, you found this child
  D     E
So raise him

Verse 3:
    E            F#m         D           C          E        F#m
And wind your way back, come back to the river, the currents be by, in
D            C     E            F#m       D        C         Bm
Hope and then fear, hammer comes down so hard on the evening, packing 
   E              D      Bm      D            E         (E   
The dawn of your days on repeat, these are the fables on my street
G          D)-hold
My street, my street

Verse 4:
E           F#m        D             C            E           F#m
Heaven shown hell, and down from its pockets, and ringing your bell it
D                 C      E            F#m      D                C
Fell through your hands; hang at your feet, the doors that won't open
Bm          E          D          Bm         D             E
Mocking the journey of our friend, complete, these are the fables on

Chorus/ outro
Am         D  G        C     C Bm C D    Am D G C  C Bm C D
  My street, my street
Am        D G       C  C          Bm            C    D
(My street, my street  Layla don't worry, you're not alone) x2

end on G
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