Standard (EADGBE)
A(9)/E: x7760x : x5540x : 8x990x : 7x770x
: 5x550x : 3x000x : 1x000x : 0x220x
/: x2220x (4): 2x220x (9): 3x220x Asus9: x0220x
: x4x440 B(4)/F#: 2xx440 /: 4xx440 Asus9(#4): x0x440
(9): x5x400 A(9)/C#: x4x200
Intro
If language were liquid, it would be rushing in
Instead here we are, in a silence more eloquent than any word could ever be
These words are too solid, they don't move fast enough
To catch the blur in the brain that flies by and is gone
And is gone, and is gone, gone,
Gone, gone, and is gone
I'd like to meet you in a timeless, placeless place
Somewhere out of context and beyond all consequences
Let's go back to the building on Little West 12th; it is not far away and
the river is there (Words are too solid, they don't move fast enough)
And the sun and the spaces are all laying low, and we'll sit in the slience
that comes rushing in (To catch the blur in the brain that flies by...)
And is gone, and is gone, gone,
Gone, gone, and is gone
Instrumental
Instrumental
Instrumental
Instrumental
I won't use words again, they don't mean that I meant, they don't say
what I said
It's just the crust of the meaning with realms underneath, never touched,
never stirred, never even moved through
If language were liquid, it would be rushing in
Instead here we are in a silence more eloquent than any word could ever be
And is gone, gone,
Gone, gone, and is gone [repeat and fade]