Cifra de The Web - Marillion
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Tablatura interativa
Afinação: E A D G B ECapotraste: Sem capotraste
[Intro]
A A G D D G G G A
[Verse]
Am G D F
The rain auditions at my window
Its symphony echoes in my womb
Am G D F
My gaze scans the walls of this apartment
To rectify the confines of my tomb-ouuuh
F Am
I'm the cyclops in the tenement, I'm the soul without the cause
F Em
Crying 'midst my rubber plants, ignoring beckoning doors
F Gm
Clippings from ancient newspapers lie scattered cross the floor
F Em
Stained by the wine from a shattered glass, Meaningless words, yellowed by time
F Gm
Faded photos exposing pain, Celluloid leeches bleeding my mind
Christ, you've finished playing hangman, you've cast the fateful dice
F Gm
Advise, advise, advise me, This shroud shall not suffice
Am G D F Am G D F
Am G D F
Attempting to discard these clinging memories
Am G D F
I only serve to wallow in our past
Am G D F
I fabricate the weave with my excuses
Am G D F
Its strands I hope and pray shall last
Am G D F Am G D F
Am G D F Am G D F Am
F Gm
The flytrap needs the insect, ivy caresses the wall
F Gm
Needles make love to the junkies, the sirens seduce with their call
F Em
Confidence has deserted me, with you it has forsaken me
F Em
Confused and rejected, despised and alone, I kiss isolation on its fevered brow
F Em
Security clutching me, obscurity threatening me
Christ, your reasons were so obvious as my friends have qualified
I only laughed away your tears, but even jesters cry
Am G D F Am G D F
Am G D F
I realise I hold the key to freedom
Oh, I cannot let my life be ruled by threads
The time has come to make decisions
The changes have to be made
Am G F G x4 (solo)
Am G D F
I realise I hold the key to freedom
I cannot let my life be ruled by threads
The time has come to make decisions
The changes have to be made
Bm
Now I leave you, the past does have its say
C D
You're all but forgotten, a mote in my heart
Em
Decisions have been made
They've been made, they've been made
D E D E X4 (solo 2)
E E E D E
D E
Oh, my fears
The flaming shroud
The flaming shroud
Thus ends the web, the web, the web.
E
The web.