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Capo:1
Аккорды
C#m; B; A; B
1)Перебор (играется 1-ый куплет)
E|--------------0-----------|--------------0-----------|--|
B|--------------------------|--------------------------|--|
G|--------6--------6-----6--|--------4--------4-----4--|--|
D|-----6-----6--------6-----|-----4-----4--------4-----|--|
A|--4-----------------------|--2-----------------------|--|
E|--------------------------|--------------------------|--|
E|--------------0-----------|--------------0-----------|--|
B|--------------------------|--------------------------|--|
G|--------2--------2-----2--|--------4--------4-----4--|--|
D|-----2-----2--------2-----|-----4-----4--------4-----|--|
A|--0-----------------------|--2-----------------------|--|
E|--------------------------|--------------------------|--|
2)Бой восьмерка поделенная на две часи (играется припев и
2-ой куплет)
[Куплет]
C#m B You used to say,
AWhen I was down
BThere's more
To life outside this,
C#m White trash
BMidwestern town
A B You birthed the spark
In my brain
Said it'd be sunny,
But that night it rained
Wet shoes as I
Stepped on the plane
Found my seat
And closed the window shade
I fell asleep
And then awoke to a shake
I overheard like they
Spoke my name
The captain said,
"It'll be a task to make it
To LAX
With a storm like this
We'll try our best,"
He said with a nervous grin
You could hear the breath,
You could see the face
Of a man who'd cut the tension
If his hands didn't shake
He's got a wife, two girls,
And a home on the ground
And the most disturbing part
Is they don't know it's going down
The most disturbing part
Is they don't know it's going down
The most disturbing part
Is they don't know it's going down
[Припев]
C#m B I'll paint the sky
A BYou're flying
C#m B Tired of the Earth
A BOf lying
C#m BLowering my eyes
A BTo see you
C#m BTelling all the lies
A BTo be with you
[Куплет 2]
C#mBut not in the fire
BAnd not in the crash
AThe weather, the storm,
BYou say will land intact
It's when he goes home
That it becomes real
There's a small part of him
That resents the wheels
He hates the wings
And the bolts that hold them
Together like promises
They never told him
He thinks they deserve
The same life that he had
He wished the fucking engine
Would've blown to pieces
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