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Golden Hours

  • Автор: Eno Brian
  • Текст песни:
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    From gary@mc.com Sun Apr 27 11:29:04 1997
    Date: Wed, 23 Apr 97 09:45:31 EDT
    From: Gary Von Colln 
    To: guitar@olga.net
    Subject: CRD: Golden Hours
    
    GOLDEN HOURS
    Brian Eno, from album Another Green Word
    Music transcribed by Gary Von Colln
    
    C - Em - C - Em - D - G - (2x)
    
                   C                       Em
    The passage of time is flicking dimly upon the screen.
                    C                             Em
    I can’t see the lines I used to think I could read between.
    D                                G
    Perhaps my brains have turned to sand.
    
             C                        Em
    Oh me oh my I think it’s been an eternity.
                C                       Em
    You’d be suprised at my degree of uncertainty
    D               G
    How can moments go so slow
    
            C                           Em
    Several times I’ve seen the evening slide away.
                 C                          Em
    Watching the signs taking over from the fading day.
    D                     G
    Perhaps my brains are old and scrambled.
    
    Solo
    
            C                           Em
    Several times I’ve seen the evening slide away.
                 C                          Em
    Watching the signs taking over from the fading day.
    D                   G
    Changing water into wine.
    
            C                           Em
    Several times I’ve seen the evening slide away
                 C                          Em
    Watching the signs taking over from the fading day.
    D                          G
    Putting grapes back on the vine.
    
    
    Background words for last two verses:
    
    Who would believe what a poor set of eyes can show you.
    Who would believe what an innocent voice could do
    Never a silence always a face at the door.
    
    Who would believe what a poor set of ears can tell you.
    Who would believe what a weak pair of hands can do.
    Never a silence always a foot in the door.
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