HOW TO EXPLAIN Capo V E (trumpet solo) G F (E) When a room becomes an altar And what beast that must exist

It flies with mu^Dm6sic from our lips And steals a ki^Fss and blows it ^Dm6Out into the mis^Et

Where castles stand on cliffs And cobbled streets they wind and drift

And m^Dm6oods are made and set but shift This p^Flace where skies are low ^Dm6And birds are^E big

We went to sleep in day And woke again the same day

We have le^Dm6arned to cheat the time And find the ho^Furs That the c^Dm6locks cannot def^Eine

As I looked up from that stage

I felt the thing that had been m^Dm6ade And how it raged And how it r^Faged

How to ex^Dmplain? Something makes me howl And shiv^G7er to the core Ah outsi^Amde if it was raining Then insi^Fde there'd be a ^Gstorm We've got a pa^Amir of hands for climbing And a pair of ^Fknees to spring ^G And a pa^Amir of balls for strength And a pair of l^Fungs to sing ^G And these^Am simple chords F (F) G That say: music is the language of us all

Am E Am (x4) E...

^G ^F To write these so^Engs is to be written Ah the chorus always knows What is in sto^Dm6re And what is more the thing that sin^Fgs us Is ^Dm6the thing that makes us roa^Er

I felt that beast 'kisso my neck We clapped our hands

And heard them s^Fpread There was a trumpet and ^Dm6a call A p^Fack of Spaniards screamed for mo^Ere Music is the language of us all Music is the language of us all Music is the language of us all Music is the language of us all

Am E Am (x12) E...

I find it ^Dmhard to speak emotional Cos these t^G7hings are the things that Can't be s^Caid

And when it's struck it strikes

The memo^Fry from our h^Geads O^Amnce I wrote to play's To be im^Fmortal for a n^Gight And d^Amespite the unknown hours Something ha^Fppens When the l^Gight turns out the l^Cights Then we fade and yaw^Amn To mus^Fic that's the language of us ^Gall

HAYMAN

The Cat Empire - How to explain