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A(9)/E G/D Cmaj7 Bm7 |------------------------|------------------------| |------0-----------0-----|------0-----------0-----| |----6---6-------4---4---|----9---9-------7---7---| |--7-------7---5-------5-|--9-------9---7-------7-| |7-----------5-----------|------------------------| |------------------------|8-----------7-----------| A(9)/E: x7760x G/D: x5540x Cmaj7: 8x990x Bm7: 7x770x Am9: 5x550x G: 3x000x G/F: 1x000x Esus4: 0x220x Esus4/B: x2220x F#m7(4): 2x220x G6(9): 3x220x Asus9: x0220x C#m9: x4x440 B(4)/F#: 2xx440 Emaj7/G#: 4xx440 Asus9(#4): x0x440 D6(9): x5x400 A(9)/C#: x4x200 A(9)/E G/D Cmaj7 Bm7 Am9 G G/F G [intro] A(9)/E G/D Cmaj7 Bm7 Am9 G G/F G If language were liquid, it would be rushing in A(9)/E G/D Cmaj7 Bm7 Am9 G G/F G Instead here we are, in a silence more eloquent than any word could ever be A(9)/E G/D Cmaj7 Bm7 Am9 G G/F G These words are too solid, they don't move fast enough A(9)/E G/D Cmaj7 Bm7 Am9 G G/F G/F To catch the blur in the brain that flies by and is gone Esus4 Esus4/B Esus4 Esus4/B F#m7(4) F#m7(4) G6(9) G6(9) And is gone, and is gone, gone, F#m7(4) F#m7(4) G6(9) G6(9) Asus9 Asus9 Asus9 Asus9 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 C#m9 C#m9 B(4)/F# B(4)/F# Emaj7/G# Emaj7/G# Asus9(#4) Asus9(#4) [instrumental] C#m9 C#m9 B(4)/F# B(4)/F# Emaj7/G# Emaj7/G# Asus9(#4) Asus9(#4) [instrumental] C#m9 C#m9 D6(9) D6(9) A(9)/C# A(9)/C# D6(9) D6(9) [instrumental] A(9)/E G/D Cmaj7 Bm7 [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 A(9)/E G/D Cmaj7 Bm7 Am9 G G/F G/F Instead here we are in a silence more eloquent than any word could ever be Esus4 Esus4/B Esus4 Esus4/B F#m7(4) F#m7(4) G6(9) G6(9) And is gone, gone, F#m7(4) F#m7(4) G6(9) G6(9) Asus9 Asus9 Asus9 Asus9 Gone, gone, and is gone [repeat and fade]