E|--------0--7-----0--3-------0-------|
B|-----3-------------------3-------3--|
G|-0----------------------------4-----|
D|------------------------------------|
 
Bb Eb F
 
 
[Verse]
 
Bb          Eb             F    Eb          Bb
Please, the ward he offers me a pack of cigarettes.
     Eb              F     Eb             Bb
They aren’t his, and yet I feel it coming on
          Eb          F                Eb
I feel it coming on a sense of welling grief
    Bb                     Eb           F              Eb
And though they‘re serving samovar, somehow I’d rather be
 
 
[Chorus]
 
         Bb                 Eb
Up in an airplane above the archipelago.
  Gm              Cm    F      Bb                 Eb
I stuttered in my armour in an airplane above the archipelago.
        Gm                             Cm          F
Now I see where you grew up, and the murderer in me.
 
 
[Instrumental]
 
E|---------------2-2-----5-5--2-2--10-10--8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-7-7-7-7-5-5-5-5|
B|-----------0-0---------------------------------------------------------|
G|--0-0------------------------------------------------------------------| x2
D|-------0-0---------0-0-------------------------------------------------|

 
E|------------0--2-3--------------0--2-3--------2-3------------|
B|---0-------------------1-0-----------------1---------1-0-----|
G|-0----0--------------------2-0----------------------------2-0| x2
D|---------0----------0-------------------0---------0----------|
  
 
[Verse 2]
 
Bb          Eb              F
Please, the blanket and the sheets,
    Eb                  Bb        Eb          F
The leaves the gardener rakes are articles of faith.
    Eb        Bb                 Eb        F                   Eb
The company believes I’m running derelict around these foreign streets.
    Bb              Eb                F               Bb
The colonel knows I want to crack his head for taking me
 
 
[Chorus]
 
         Bb                 Eb
Up in an airplane above the archipelago.
  Gm              Cm    F      Bb                 Eb
I stuttered in my armour in an airplane above the archipelago.
        Gm                             Cm          F
I could see where you grew up, and the murderer in me.
 
 
[Instrumental]
 
E|---------------2-2-----5-5--2-2--10-10--8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-7-7-7-7-5-5-5-5|
B|-----------0-0---------------------------------------------------------|
G|--0-0------------------------------------------------------------------| x2
D|-------0-0---------0-0-------------------------------------------------|
 
 
 
[Bridge]
(you can play chords or fingerpick here, either one)
 
E|------------0--2-3--------------0--2-3--------2-3------------|
B|---0-------------------1-0-----------------1---------1-0-----|
G|-0----0--------------------2-0----------------------------2-0|
D|---------0----------0-------------------0---------0----------|
 
     Bb                Eb      F              Eb
They said there was an ice age forty thousand years ago.
Bb           Eb        F              Eb
Incidents of road rage warring on the streets below.
[x2]
 
  Below...          Below...          Below...
E|------------0--2-3--------------0--2-3--------2-3------------|
B|---0-------------------1-0-----------------1---------1-0-----|
G|-0----0--------------------2-0----------------------------2-0| x4
D|---------0----------0-------------------0---------0----------|
 
 
[Chorus]
 
         Bb                 Eb
Up in an airplane above the archipelago.
  Gm              Cm    F      Bb                 Eb
I stuttered in my armour in an airplane above the archipelago.
        Gm                             Cm          F
Now I see where you grew up, and the murderer in me.