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Fourteen Times

Marcus Foster
Version1
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
   X
  0 3 3
  1 0 3
  2 0 0
  0 0 2
  3 2 2
  x 3 x
  continue with the same chord progression throughout the song...
 X
 Fourteen times I call your name
 X
 Fourteen times I get the same
 X
 A silent chill an empty room
 X
 And four dogs barking at the moon.
 I go out to the ancient street
 And spill my way through scattered light
 The world is shaken at my feet
 It takes me down into the night
 I've seen a thousand suns set into the ground
 Like a thousand born into a single sound
 There are fourteen ways of tearing up the past
 And there are fourteen ways of trying to make it last
 Fourteen blades of melting grass
 Fourteen shades tied to the mast
 Fourteen tears strapped to the eye
 Fourteen fears must wave goodbye
 Fourteen bells must toll the day
 When fourteen dreams dont fade away
 There are fourteen nettles in the kiss
 Fourteen feeling feel like this
 Seen a thousand suns set into the ground
 Like a thousand born into a single sound
 There are fourteen ways of tearing up the past
 There are fourteen ways of trying to make it last.
 Before the dream between the fall
 I wade into the twisted sand
 While lovers stand against the wall
 With frozen eyes and slight of hand.

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Readable chord sheet for Fourteen Times by Marcus Foster

[C]    [G]    X

  0    3    3
  1    0    3
  2    0    0
  0    0    2
  3    2    2
  x    3    x

 continue with the same chord progression throughout the song...

X              [C]         [G]
Fourteen times I call your name
X              [C]       [G]
Fourteen times I get the same
X            [C]       [G]
A silent chill an empty room
X              [C]        [G]
And four dogs barking at the moon.
I go out to the ancient street
And spill my way through scattered light
The world is shaken at my feet
It takes me down into the night

I've seen a thousand suns set into the ground
Like a thousand born into a single sound
There are fourteen ways of tearing up the past
And there are fourteen ways of trying to make it last

Fourteen blades of melting grass
Fourteen shades tied to the mast
Fourteen tears strapped to the eye
Fourteen fears must wave goodbye
Fourteen bells must toll the day
When fourteen dreams dont fade away
There are fourteen nettles in the kiss
Fourteen feeling feel like this

Seen a thousand suns set into the ground
Like a thousand born into a single sound
There are fourteen ways of tearing up the past
There are fourteen ways of trying to make it last.
Before the dream between the fall
I wade into the twisted sand
While lovers stand against the wall
With frozen eyes and slight of hand.

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