1. |
Satellites
04:40
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Satellites
02/07/12 - FtLd
I once was in a dream
That I had last night
I was thinking of
How it would be so nice
To stand beside myself
And wash upon the waves
That roll right over me
And drip into my brain
It’s just a lingering
And a longing in the night
It’s just a fingering
Of the places that ignite
All of your satellites
I once was in a dream
That I never had
I talked you out of things
That you never did
Like being all the things
That you never were
When I suddenly realized
That you were never there
It’s just a lingering....
I once was in a dream
That I can’t escape
And now reality
Laughs right in my face
So I have just become
A figment of myself
Is that any worse
Than being someone else
It’s just a lingering....
intro/inter:
28.46.57 - 28.37.46.57
37.46.57 - 46.57
verse:
28.46.57 - 28.37.46.57
37.46.57 - 46.57
28.36.47 - 27.36.47
20.36.47 - 28.36.47
28.46.57 - 28.37.46.57
37.46.57 - 46.57
chorus:
37.49.59 - 29.39.47
39.49.57
37.49.59 - 29.39.47
39.49.57
38.49.59 - 36.47.57
end:
37.46.57
copyright 2012 Robert Ben Mitchell, all rights reserved.
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2. |
On The Now
04:05
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On The Now
01/10/12 - FtLd
In the living of the living of the dead
In the taking and then giving back again
On the now (5x)
In the daylight of the daylight of the day
In the speaking when no spoken words are said
On the now (5x)
In the harvest of the harvest of the moon
In the tearing and the mending of what’s new
On the now (5x)
In the praying of the prayers of yesterday
In the seeing of things with no memory
On the now (5x)
In the raising of the rivers of the mind
In the flooding of the valleys without time
On the now (5x)
In the loving of the love you left behind
In the reaching out to see what you will find
On the now (5x)
In the being of the being that you be
In the me in you you’ll find the you in me
On the now (5x)
intro:
37.46.57 - 39.46.57 (8x)
chords:
37.46.57 - 39.46.57
37.46.57 - 39.46.57
(46).48.57 - (46).49.57
(46).48.57 - (46).49.57
(46).48.57 - (46).49.57
(46).48.57 - (46).49.57
(46).49.57 - (46).47.57
inter:
37.46.57 - 39.46.57 (4x)
end:
inter - 39.(46).48.57
bold (not on bc) = jump up and down
( ) = hold behind
copyright 2012 Robert Ben Mitchell, all rights reserved.
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3. |
Oblivion
05:07
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Oblivion
05/08/11 - FtLd
Moonbeams on a summer day
The rain burns into your memory
See the woman in the parking lot
She runs away as she walks
Into the next oblivion
Oh you cannot take her away from here
The hierarchy has no end
It simply comes around again
See the man who plays the judge all day
He speaks in words he cannot say
Into the next oblivion
Oh you cannot take him away from here
See the children out in the street
With all the danger wrapped around their feet
As they grow they only grow away
From what it was they tried to take
Into the next oblivion
Oh you cannot take them away from here
See yourself if that is who you be
Be someone else if you have lost your way
Time it takes you to the carnival
And lets you ride the ferris wheel
Into the next oblivion
Oh it cannot take you away from here
See me see you see me in a dream
Eyes so deep nothing else remains
I am swallowed whole into your soul
To swim in mysteries that flow
Into the next oblivion
Oh you cannot take me away from here
Oh you cannot take me away from here
verse:
22.43.54 - 22.35.43.54
C - C+33 - C+13 (all 2x)
chorus:
24.45.53 - 25.45.53
34.55.63
Ef1 (F) - E - Am7
23.43.51 - 22.43.51 - Am7
C - C+33 - C+31
end:
23.43.51 - 22.43.51 - Am7
23.43.51 - 22.43.51
C - C+31
copyright 2011 Robert Ben Mitchell, all rights reserved.
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4. |
Edge Of The Line
03:01
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Edge of the Line (for Joel Zoss)
12/16/10 - Ft Ld
I was livin on the livin
I was livin on the line
I was livin in the kitchen
And takin my time
I was readin all your books
And wastin your dime
There was nothin I could do
But shine my shoes and be kind
She said take it down the road
Now don’t you hold up the load
Cuz there’s a lot of other people
Still gotta sell their souls
But I was livin on the livin
I was livin real fine
I was livin on the edge of the line
I was rollin, I was holdin
Onto everythin so tight
I was signin and tryin
To make everythin all right
I was freezin in the daytime
I was too warm at night
I was lookin for you
But you were no where in sight
She said ain’t you had enough
Of all this hostility
Now you could cash it all in
And baby set yourself free
But I was livin on the livin
I was livin real fine
I was livin on the edge of the line
I was lyin, I was prayin
I was goin, I was stayin
I was kneelin, I was reelin
I was swingin and a swayin
It was everythin I wanted
And it scared me like hell
If I was no where to be found
Would you know that I fell
She said hey little brother
Ain’t you got no boots
Just kick off your skinny shoes
And get real loose
But I was livin on the livin
I was livin real fine
I was livin on the edge of the line
Say I was livin on the livin
I was livin on the line
I was livin in your kitchen
I was wastin your time
I was readin all your books
And drinkin your wine
There was nothin I could do
But shine your shoes and be unkind
She said don’t you hog that road
Keep on movin that dam load
Cuz there’s a lot of other folks
Still gotta sell their goddam souls
But I was livin on the livin
I was livin real fine
I was livin on the edge of the line
chords:
46.57 - 36.47 - 46.57
41.52 - 36.47 - 46.57
(wobbly-pick)
copyright 2010 Robert Ben Mitchell, all rights reserved.
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5. |
Down A Winding Road
03:48
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Down A Winding Road (#310)
01/15/13 - FtLD
Hurry up
Set a fire in the back
Turn up the heat
Turn off the thermostat
I’m flying
Down a winding road
Hold onto something
No matter what you do
Time divides everything
No matter what you choose
Into the good the bad the ugly
And then there’s really you
And there’s a message
Somewhere in your hand
I’m trying to decipher
Trying to understand
If it’s calling
Or holding onto me
And if I die
Somewhere in my sleep
Wake me in the morning
And tell me all my dreams
I have nothing
I have nothing at all
So throw roses
At lepers dancing in the street
The flames climb higher
As I’m burning in the heat
Cause I’m flying
Down a winding road
So hurry up
With that fire in the back
Turn up the heat
Break the thermostat
I’m flying
Down a winding road
verse:
211.49.510
210.39.410
(212.312.410)
211.49.510
inter/intro:
312.412.510
311.412.510
39.49.510
39.410.512
copyright 2013 Robert Ben Mitchell, all rights reserved.
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6. |
Go
04:46
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Go
03/12/14 - FtLd
Take everything
Just take it all and go
I don’t give a damn
I don’t feel any more
Do it again
It is always the same
I am all that is left
I am all that remains
And all the time
All of the time that it takes
To find every thing
And find every thing its place
I am down on my knees
I am begging you go
I am begging you leave
Oh won’t you just leave me alone
Comes in the spring
It grows out of the snow
Grows right into the sun
Grows right into your soul
Takes what it needs
It takes whatever it may want
But it don’t give a damn
If it tears your heart and soul apart
And all the time....
So take everything
Just take it all and go
I will not say any words
I will not touch or try to hold
Until the end
I will let go right from the start
I will not be in your way
I will not be in your heart
And all the time....
tune:
EADGBE -> EADGCC
rolling pick
intro:
314.414.512 - 312.412.510
414.512.613 - 412.512.610
410.510.68
verse:
32.42 - 42.53 - 52.63
53.61 - 52.61
chorus:
47.57.65 - 45.55.63
35.45.53 - 43.53.61
22.32.42 - 45.55.63
410.510.68 - 410.58.610
49.58.610
end:
314.414.512 - 312.412.510
310.410.58 - 47.36.58
412.512.610 - 49.58.610
32.42 - 13.23
copyright 2014 Robert Ben Mitchell, all rights reserved.
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