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Hey - here's the tab for Armchairs from Armchair Apocrypha. The chord changes are
close but not completely lined up right (this kind of took forever). Its a pretty
song and there are lots more licks and probably a few chord changes, but this should be
at least. Enjoy
Intro Part
(at 0:45)
E|----0------0------0---------------|
B|---------------------------0------|
G|--------------------------0-------|
D|-------------------------0--------|
A|------------------------2---------|
E|-1-----3------1------1h3----------|
(at 1:00)
E|--------------------------------------|
B|---------1-------1-------1-------1----|
G|--------0-------0-------0-------0-----|
D|-------2-------2-------2-------2------|
A|2---3-------0-------2-------0---------|
E|--------------------------------------|
C G
C
I dreamed you were a cosmonaut
G
of the space between our chairs
C
And I was a cartographer
G
of the tangles in your hair
F
I sang the song that silence sings
F C
It's the one that everybody knows, everybody knows
The song that silence sings
G
And this is how it goes
(2nd fill)
C
These looms that weave apocrypha
G
they're hanging from a strand
C
The dark and empty rooms were full
G
of incandescent hands
F
The awkward pause
F
The fatal flaw
F
Time, it's a crooked bow
C
Time is a crooked bow
C
In time you need to learn, to love
G
The ebb just like the flow
D7 B5 Em
Grab hold of your bootstraps, and pull like hell
Am D
until gravity feels sorry for you, and lets you go
G C C/B
As if you lack the proper chemicals to know, oh
Am B5 F
the way it felt the last time you let yourself fall this low
C
Time's a crooked bow
F#/D7
Time's a crooked bow
F G C
Time, it's a crooked bow
F G
Fifty-five and three-eighths years later
F G
At the bottom of a gigantic crater
F G
An armchair calls to you
F G
Yeah, this armchair calls to you
C
It says, someday, we'll get back at them all
G
With epoxy and a pair of pliers
C
As ancient sea slugs begin to crawl
G
through the ragweed and barbed wire
C
You didn't write
G
You didn't call
F G
It didn't cross your mind at all
C
Through the waves
G
waves of hay and straw
F G
You couldn't feel a thing at all
F
Fifty-five and three-eighths
G
Time
Fifty-five and three-eighths
Time
Time
F to G repeats, end on F.
