Tonalità: D minor
Intro 1
C#m
B
E
F#m
A
C#m
B
F#m
E
C#m
B
E
F#m
G#
A
G#
F#m
G#
C#m
B
F#m
A
C#m
B
F#m
E
C#m
Verse 1
B
I could never tell you
F#m
A
C#m
The impossible story
B
F#m
Words will never get close to
B
C#m
The colour of your mourning
B
You know that I am so sincere
F#m
G#m
C#m
But what is that help ing?
A
G#
F#m
I won't be the author of a story
G#
That is not mine to tell
C#m
B
Make the fuckers talk
F#m
A
C#m
B
F#m
E
Standing in the flame of fire
C#m
B
Say it like it is
F#m
G#
Shout it like you're in the fire
A
G#
G#m
F#m
Verse 2
G#
C#m
E
As angry and as urgent as a teen
F#m
I try to set the scene,
A
natural human instinct is to intervene
C#m
The same that cut the ones
E
who dare to dream
F#m
Cos shit is so naive,
E
are cutting down the very thing that the people need
C#m
Cos everything is already
F#m
And already been deemed to be
C#m
agreed and disagreed
And it seems we're
first
E
past the post steez
F#m
In a post modern post truth
E
world truth's ghostly
C#m
For what it's worth
B
E
you can quote me and
F#m
I'm a lay it like an IED and
A
C#m
trigger it re motely
E
No wonder these bars get
banked with boasting
F#m
E
Privilege does not necessarily
C#m
mean you're coasting
E
So keep a pin close to burst
the bubble
F#m
Of some earnest motherfucker that
A
C#m
has gone to the trouble
Of being a grave digger digging
B
E
the dead to life
F#m
There's nothing to suggest
E
that salvation will arrive
C#m
B
And to remind me of it is so contrived
E
F#m
I don't need a broken record
A
to bring me down off my high
C#m
I just need these green eyes
E
to roll back and sigh
F#m
As much as I wish that I
E
C#m
had the answer why
Verse 3
B
Make the fuckers talk
F#m
A
Standing in the flame
C#m
B
F#m
of fire
E
C#m
B
Say it like it is
F#m
E
Shout it like you're in the fire
A
G#
G#m
F#m
G#
C#m
B
I could never tell you
F#m
A
C#m
The impossible story
B
F#m
Words will never get close to
B
C#m
The colour of your morning
B
You know that I am so sincere
F#m
G#m
C#m
But what is that help ing
A
G#
F#m
I can't be the author of a story
G#
That is not mine to tell
C#m
This is not the body that has
Verse 4
B
grown out of a squalor
F#m
A
This is not the optimism born
from living horror
C#m
The guilt could make a brother
B
wanna lose a white collar
F#m
But uh he need
it today he'll
C#m
give it up tomorra
The dirt under the fingernails
B
was never the grains
F#m
That the bones had replaced
G#m
in a rubbish tip grave
A
The sweat they wiped off when
C#m
they put their knives away
Is the same sweat we get when
G#
G#m
we dance the night away
C#m
And if I could turn the sun around
B
and il luminate the hell
E
Cos you best believe it can be found
A
B
where humanity dwell
C#m
An d I could write a book about
B
a book that wouldn't sell
F#m
Be the author of a story that
E
C#m
was never mine to tell but
Where would that lead us? Preach
F#m
To believers we're needing
A
relievers but
C#m
I am no teacher and
you resent the grievance
E
F#m
But if I don't at least try it's like
E
I deceived yaz
C#m
The story must be told some
E
narratives must
F#m
But it won't be delivered
A
by the man in the tux
C#m
Nor will it be heard over the
E
inner city folk
F#m
Saying fuck it all fuck it all fuck
E
C#m
it all for all 12 months
Verse 5
B
I could never tell you
F#m
A
The impossible story
C#m
B
Words will never get
F#m
close to
E
C#m
The colour of your morning
B
You know that I am so sincere
F#m
G#m
C#m
But what is that help ing
A
G#
G#m
F#m
I can't be the author of a story
G#
C#m
That is not mine to tell
Outro 1
B
F#m
A
C#m
B
F#m
E
F#m
C#m
B
F#m
G#
C#m
A
G#
G#m
C#m
F#m
G#
C#m
B
F#m
A
C#m
B
F#m
E
C#m
B
F#m
G#
A
G#
G#m
F#m
G#
C#m
B
E
F#m
A
C#m
B
F#m
E
C#m
B
F#m
G#
A
G#
F#m
G#
C#m
E
C#m
F#m
A
C#m
E
F#m
E
C#m
F#m
G#
A
G#
G#m
F#m
G#
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