Tabs
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 MajorE|----0------0------0---------------|
BB|---------------------------0------|
G+G|--------------------------0-------|
D MajorD|-------------------------0--------|
A augmentedA|------------------------2---------|
E MajorE|-1-----3------1------1h3----------|
(at 1:00)
E MajorE|--------------------------------------|
BB|---------1-------1-------1-------1----|
G+G|--------0-------0-------0-------0-----|
D MajorD|-------2-------2-------2-------2------|
A augmentedA|2---3-------0-------2-------0---------|
E MajorE|--------------------------------------|
C majorC G+G
C majorC
I dreamed you were a cosmonaut
G+G
of the space between our chairs
C majorC
And I was a cartographer
G+G
of the tangles in your hair
FF
I sang the song that silence sings
FF C majorC
It's the one that everybody knows, everybody knows
The song that silence sings
G+G
And this is how it goes
(2nd fill)
C majorC
These looms that weave apocrypha
G+G
they're hanging from a strand
C majorC
The dark and empty rooms were full
G+G
of incandescent hands
FF
The awkward pause
FF
The fatal flaw
FF
Time, it's a crooked bow
C majorC
Time is a crooked bow
C majorC
In time you need to learn, to love
G+G
The ebb just like the flow
D7D7 B5B5 E minorEm
Grab hold of your bootstraps, and pull like hell
A minorAm D MajorD
until gravity feels sorry for you, and lets you go
G+G C majorC C/BC/B
As if you lack the proper chemicals to know, oh
A minorAm B5B5 FF
the way it felt the last time you let yourself fall this low
C majorC
Time's a crooked bow
F#/D7
Time's a crooked bow
FF G+G C majorC
Time, it's a crooked bow
FF G+G
Fifty-five and three-eighths years later
FF G+G
At the bottom of a gigantic crater
FF G+G
An armchair calls to you
FF G+G
Yeah, this armchair calls to you
C majorC
It says, someday, we'll get back at them all
G+G
With epoxy and a pair of pliers
C majorC
As ancient sea slugs begin to crawl
G+G
through the ragweed and barbed wire
C majorC
You didn't write
G+G
You didn't call
FF G+G
It didn't cross your mind at all
C majorC
Through the waves
G+G
waves of hay and straw
FF G+G
You couldn't feel a thing at all
FF
Fifty-five and three-eighths
G+G
Time
Fifty-five and three-eighths
Time
Time