Standard (EADGBE)
I thought that I was framed
Front and center,
But I'm distant and your depth
Of field is shallow.
Low light turn to night
And all can be ignored.
Blind eyes, preoccupied
With the surface more than the core.
Low, Low.
Low, Low.
Though my lens is cracked,
Right down the center I saw you
And through shattered light,
Your beauty remained flawless.
Low light turn to night
And all can be ignored.
Blind eyes, preoccupied
With the surface more than the core.
Low, low.
Low, low.
Since this is an acoustic version and the rest of the song is just sort of a jam
with no more real singing,
I'd say repeat the chorus once or a verse again if you'd like or just end it
there, which is what I do.