Don't Lose Yourself
Laura VeirsVersion1
90
Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
Verse.
I felt my vocal chords weakening
I felt my concave thoughts
I felt my voluntary blindness
For staring straight into the sun
The romantic air of your eye patch
Called me across the room
I clung there and danced with you silent
Admired your divine tattoos
Verse 2.
We slept in the shadow of a cedar tree (same chord progression)
We made love on the rising tide
We smelled the perfume of the waxing moon
We dreamt of all the friendships kind
We touched the blood of the black cat
We pet the mammoth dog of tears
In the flickering light we were laughing
Necessity conquers fear
Don't lose yourself
Don't let yourself be lost
Don't lose yourself
Don't let yourself be lost
Verse 3.
Dreaming we were stones in black stillness
Dreaming of the death of the sun
Waking to a world of white blindness
Painted eyes of the holy ones
The death of the word was upon us
And the discipline of the wind
We see less and less all the time, dear
Just look at this mess we are in
Bridge. (same chords again)
Staring at the entrance to the mine
I prayed for your wounds to close
Tiger ointment and a cosmic collision
And the crucifixion of the rose
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Readable chord sheet for Don't Lose Yourself by Laura Veirs
[E] [G#m] [B] [E] Verse. [E]I felt my vocal chords [G#m]weakening [B]I felt my concave [E]thoughts [E]I felt my voluntary [G#m]blindness For [B]staring straight into t[E]he sun [E]The romantic air of your[G#m] eye patch [B]Called me across th[E]e room [E]I clung there and danced with you [G#m]silent [B]Admired your divine [E]tattoos Verse 2. We slept in the shadow of a cedar tree (same chord progression) We made love on the rising tide We smelled the perfume of the waxing moon We dreamt of all the friendships kind We touched the blood of the black cat We pet the mammoth dog of tears In the flickering light we were laughing Necessity conquers fear Don't[E] lose yourself [G#m] Don't[B] let yourself b[E]e lost Don't[E] lose yourself[G#m] Don't[B] let yourself [E]be lost Verse 3. Dreaming we were stones in black stillness Dreaming of the death of the sun Waking to a world of white blindness Painted eyes of the holy ones The death of the word was upon us And the discipline of the wind We see less and less all the time, dear Just look at this mess we are in Bridge. (same chords again) Staring at the entrance to the mine I prayed for your wounds to close Tiger ointment and a cosmic collision And the crucifixion of the rose