This song is pretty simple, and has Four chords.
G C F Am
e|---3-----0-----0------0---------|
B|---0-----1-----1------1---------|
G|---0-----0-----2------2---------|
D|---0-----2-----3------2---------|
A|---2-----3-----3------0---------|
E|---3-----x-----x------0---------|
Intro: In the intro you strum the C chord and play a little fill, it's easy.
e|----0----------|----0-----------|
B|----1----1-----|----1----1------|
G|----0-0h2-2p0--|----0-0h2-2-----| x2
D|----2----------|----2-----------|
A|--3-3----------|--3-3-----------|
E|----x----------|----x-----------|
The verse is mainly strumming the chord shown once and letting it ring.
C Am C
Would it help to write a letter, as puddles turn to icy lakes? The
Am
temperature is dropping; the temperature is dropping with every breath or
C Am
life it takes. And baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I guess it wouldn't be
F G
bad - if street lights and the cold nights in between - were all we ever had.
((Intro) If you don't want to do the fill you can just play C for 3 beats and F twice on
the fourth. Listen to the song for clarity.)
C Am C
Simultaneous maps of cities, states of heart, or the heart of states. And
Am C
I keep on hoping, and I keep on asking to stay awake or hibernate. And maybe,
Am
maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe, our marks can make it through the snow.
F G Am
But even words can wither in the frost, if all we ever know is this beating
C G F
pulse that slows to less than one beat per minute before the spring thaw. Do
Am C G
we measure days or years? Or are we tired of waiting? And is it a luxury, or
F
survival, or all that we have?
Play the intro Fill for a few measure to end it.
Good luck, thanks.
