Lost In Crowds
Ian AndersonVersion1
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
I get lost, I get lost, I get lost in crowds, if I can, I remain invisible
to the hungry mouths. I stay, I stay unapproachable.
I wear the landscape of the urban, of the urban chameleon.
Scarred by attention and quietly addicted to innocence.
At starry, at starry, at starry parties, where amongst the rich and the famous
I'm stuck for words, or worse, I blether with the best of them.
I see their eyes glaze and they look, and the look for the drinks tray.
Something in the drift of my conversation bothers them.
So, who am I?
Come on: ask me, I dare you.
So, who am I?
Come on: question me, if you care to.
And why not try to interrogate this apparition?
I melt away to get lost in this quaint condition.
In scary in scary in scary airports, in concourses over-filled,
I am detached in serious observation.
As a passenger, I become I become un-tethered when
I get lost in clouds: at home with my own quiet company.
I get lost, I get lost, I get lost in crowds, if I can, I remain invisible
to the hungry mouths. I stay, I stay unapproachable.
I wear the landscape of the urban, of the urban chameleon.
Scarred by attention and quietly addicted to innocence.
2x
Herald Tribune Herald Tribune Herald Tribune or USA Today.
Sauvignon Blanc or oaky Chardonnay.
Asleep for the movie.
Awake for the dawn
Dancing on England and hedgerows
embossed on a carpet of green.
I descend and forgive me
I mean to get lost in crowds.
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Readable chord sheet for Lost In Crowds by Ian Anderson
[D] [C] [Cm] [Eb] [Dm] [Gm] [Am] [C] [Bm] [Em] [Em] [Em] I get lost,[Em] I get lost,[Em] I get lost in cr[D]owds, if I c[D]an, I rem[Bm]ain inv[A]isible [Em] to the hungry [D]mouths. I st[D]ay, I st[Bm]ay unappr[Em]oachable. [Em] I wear the l[D]andscape of the [D]urban, of the [Bm]urban cham[A]eleon. [A] Sc[Em]arred by atten[D]tion and q[F#m]uietly ad[F#m]dict[Bm]ed to innocence. [Em] [Em] At starry,[Em] at starry,[Em] at starry p[D]arties, where am[D]ongst the r[Bm]ich and the f[A]amous [Em] I'm stuck for w[D]ords, or w[D]orse, I bl[Bm]ether with the b[Em]est of them.[Em] I see their [D]eyes glaze and they l[D]ook, and the l[Bm]ook for the dr[A]inks tray. [A] S[Em]omething in the dr[D]ift of my c[F#m]onversation[F#m] [Bm] bothers them. [C]So, who am I?[Bb] Come on: ask me,[G] I dare you. [C] So, who am [Bb]I? Come on: question me,[G] if you care to. [C] And why not tr[Bb]y to interrogate this[G] apparition? [C] I melt aw[Bb]ay to get lost in this qu[G]aint condition. [Cm] [Eb] [Dm] [Gm] [Am] [C] [Bm] [Em] [Em] In scary[Em] in scary[Em] in scary [D]airports, in c[D]oncourses[Bm] ov[A]er-filled, [Em] I am det[D]ached in s[D]erious [Bm]observ[Em]ation. [Em] As a passeng[D]er, I bec[D]ome I bec[Bm]ome un-t[A]ethered when [A] I get l[Em]ost in cl[D]ouds: at h[F#m]ome with my [F#m]own q[Bm]uiet company. [Cm] [Eb] [Dm] [Gm] [Am] [C] [Bm] [Em] [Em] [Em] I get lost,[Em] I get lost,[Em] I get lost in cr[D]owds, if I c[D]an, I rem[Bm]ain inv[A]isible [Em] to the hungry [D]mouths. I st[D]ay, I st[Bm]ay unappr[Em]oachable. [Em] I wear the l[D]andscape of the [D]urban, of the [Bm]urban cham[A]eleon. [A] Sc[Em]arred by atten[D]tion and q[F#m]uietly ad[F#m]dict[Bm]ed to innocence. 2x [Em] [Em] Herald Tribune[Em] Herald Tribune[Em] Herald Tribune[Em] or [Em]USA Tod[Em]ay. [D] Sauvign[D]on Blanc or [D]oaky Chardonn[D]ay. Asl[C]eep for the m[C]ovie. Aw[D]ake for the d[D]awn D[C]ancing on Engl[C]and and hedger[Am]ows embossed on a carpet of gr[C]een. I descend and forg[Am]ive me I mean to g[Am]et l[C]ost [Bm]in cr[Em]owds. [D] [C] [G] [D]