A Comet Appears Cifras para ukulele

The Shins - A Comet Appears
Tabbed by the one and only Baunitdabaun
 
(((Capo on 2nd fret)))
 
 
INTRO
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Am G F C
Am G C
Am G F C
F  G
 
 
VERSE
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Am    G            F     C
  One hand on this wily comet
Am       G             C
  Take a drink just to give me some weight
Am     G        F    C
  Some uberman I'd make, I'm
F            G
barely a vapor
 
 
Am       G     F         C
  They shone a chlorine light on
Am  G           C
  a host of individual sins
Am        G       F     C
  Let's carve my aging face off
G          C
fetch us a knife
G              C
start with my eyes
G            C
down so the lines form a
F         G
grimacing smile
 
 
Am           G          F      C
  Close your eyes to corral a virtue
Am   G            C
  Is this fooling anyone else?
Am      G          F       C
  Never worked so long and hard to
F              G
cement a failure
 
 
Am       G           F            C
  We can blow on our thumbs and posture
Am        G              C
  but the lonely is such delicate things
Am    G            F           C
  The wind from a wasp could blow them
G         C
into the sea, with
G                 C
stones on their feet
G              C          F         G
lost to the light and the loving we need
 
 
CHORUS
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F          C
  Still to come
F           C            G
  the worst part and you know it
F            C
  there is a numbness
F        C              G
  in you heart and it's growing
 
Am G F C
Am G C
Am G F C
F  G
 
Am G F C
Am G C
Am G F C
F  G G
 
 
VERSE
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Am           G          F          C
  With burnt sage and a forest of bygones
Am           G              C
  I click my heels get the devils in line
Am          G              F         C
  A list of things I could lay the blame on might
F                G
give me a way out
 
 
Am              G              F         C
  But with each turn it's this front and center
Am       G          C
  Like a dart stuck square in your eye
Am      G            F           C
  Every post you can hitch your faith on is a
G            C
pie in the sky
G               C
chock full of lies
G            C
a tool we devise to make
F              G
sinking stones fly
 
 
CHORUS
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F          C
  Still to come
F           C            G
  the worst part and you know it
F            C
  there is a numbness
F        C              G
  in you heart and it's growing
 
 
 
OUTRO (slow down on the last three chords)
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Am G F C Am G C
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