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This is how I play this fantastic song. Some tweaks and re-shaping for a smooth rendition. (Formatted for a 2 page hard copy)Enjoy. Comments and corrections? Armchairs Andrew Bird Intro: e|----------------------------------| B|------1------1------0------0------| G|-----0------0------0------0-------| D|----2------2------2------2--------| A|-3------0------2------0-------3---| E|----------------------------------| Riff: e|----------------------------|---------------------|-------------| B|----------------------------|---------------------|-------------| G|----------------------------|---------------------|-------------| D|----------------------------|---------------------|--------2----| A|-------0-0---2-2------------|---2/3--2--0-----2---|----0-2---3--| E|-3-3---------------0-0---3--|-3-----------3-------|--3----------|
CI dreamed you were a cosmonaut - oGf the space between our chairs CAnd I was a cartographer - ofG the tangles in your hair
Fmaj7I sighed a song that silence brings - It's the one that everybody knows, everybody knows - thCe song that silence sings And this is how it Ggoes
Intro -> then riff over lyrics:
CThese looms that weave apocrypha - thGey're hanging from a strand CThe dark and empty rooms were full - oGf incandescent hands
Fmaj7awkward pause(paws) - a fatal flaw - Time, it's a crooked bow CTime is a crooked bow
CIn time you need to learn, to love - The ebb just like the Gflow D7Grab hold of your Bm7bootstraps, and pull like hEmell until gravEity feels sorry for Amyou, and lets you gDo
As Gif you lack the proper cheCmicalsC/B to know, oh tAmhe way it felt the last time you let youBmrself - fFmaj7all this low
Fmaj7Time, Oh time - it’s a crookedC bow Time's a crookeC/Gd bow - TFime, it's a crookedC/G bow
FFifty-five and three-eighths yearsG later FAt the bottom of a giganticG crater - FAn armchair calls to Gyou Yeah, thiFs armchair calls tGo you It says, Csomeday, we'll get back at thCmaj7em all With epoxy and a pair of Gpliers CAs ancient sea slugs begin tCmaj7o crawl through the ragweed and barbed Gwire
CYou didn't write - You didn'tG call - FIt didn't cross your mind Gat all - and Cthrough the waves - waves of A.M. sqGuall
FYou couldn't feel a thing at Gall - Fifty-five and three-eigFmaj7hths tall - Fifty-five and three-eightFmaj7hs tall …time time
Fmaj7 = XX3210 Bm7 = X20202 Cmaj7 = X32000