The Moon Atomic Fragments And Fictions

Angels and Airwaves

Tom: G

(intro - with delay)


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B|-----12--11-----------------------|
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D|--9----------9------9~~~~~~~~~~---|
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(verse)
B                F#                 E
   Its like the day has turned to rust
B              F#                 E
  Like every dream's been sealed shut
B              F#               E
  Like every door is closed before we've gotten out
B                F#             E
    As bullets rip the air in two from house to house

(pre-chorus)
B         F#          E
  We are all that we are, so terribly sorry
B          F#          E
   We are all that we are, so terribly sorry

(chorus)
G#m                      E
    The moon you've felt, it has no side
B                         F#
   That's dark like hell,     or safe from light
G#m                   E
    Just blown apart,    by wind from stars
B                       F#
  With white dust tides    to pull on ours

(interlude) B  F#  E ~~

(verse II)
B               F#                E
   I see the crowds their giving way
B                     F#              E
   For some, they're better off that day
B                 F#
  The bombs blew off the shells
        E
Their glowing red at burst
B                F#                E
  The less there is to feel each night upon the earth

(pre-chorus)
B         F#          E
  We are all that we are, so terribly sorry
B          F#          E
   We are all that we are, so terribly sorry

(chorus 2x)
G#m                      E
    The moon you've felt, it has no side
B                         F#
   That's dark like hell,     or safe from light
G#m                   E
    Just blown apart,    by wind from stars
B                       F#
  With white dust tides    to pull on ours

(interlude II) G#m E B F#

(chorus)
G#m                      E
    The moon you've felt, it has no side
B                         F#
   That's dark like hell,     or safe from light
G#m                   E
    Just blown apart,    by wind from stars
B                       F#
  With white dust tides    to pull on ours

(accapella chorus)