Tidal Waves
Matt DukeVersion1
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
(Note: On the transition from the G to the Em, walk the sixth string from 3 to 0)
So here's the note I left by the fireplace and ash
From all the notes that I had burned not long ago.
It's great how severing all these ties can make things right,
Or at least less wrong than they ever were before.
Those days I'd sit, pensive, by the window and I could taste
The awful flavor of nostalgia mixed with hurt.
But now my mouth, my mouth is dry.
I choke on logic and my tongue is tied
From reciting inspired bible verses and foolish lies.
They say that this world is a wide open road
And we're stuck holding the wheel,
But in one hand's a whiskey and the other's too drunk to steer,
So where do we go from here?
I dance and I pray, I dance and pray for rain
To wipe this earth out once again!-
And extend those forty days and nights indefinitely.
There will be tidal waves as all of our problems wash away,
You can here my laughter just before I start to drown.
If everyone here is a child of God,
Then the world is a pitiless whore
And He's still playing favorites and behind on His child support.
So where do we go from here now?
Quietly, play each chord only once:
The noose that we wear doesn't matter at all,
(Unless we kick out our feet)
Perhaps our salvation is to know that we're incomplete.
Back at regular volume:
So here's the note, the note that counts,
Explaining why I wanted out.
It reads in small print:
"I'm much to tired to think anymore..."
So where do we go from here?
Etc.
(Repeat "Where do we go from here now?" with the occasional vocal riffing til end.)
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Readable chord sheet for Tidal Waves by Matt Duke
[G] [C] [D] [G] [Em](No[C]te[D]: On the transition from the G to the Em, walk the sixth string from 3 to 0) So here's the [G]note I [C]left by the [D]fireplace and [G]ash From all the [Em]notes that I had b[C]urned not long ago.[D] It's great how [G]sever[C]ing all these [D]ties can make things [G]right, Or at least l[Em]ess wrong than they [C]ever were befor[D]e. Those days I'd [G]sit, pens[C]ive, by the [D]window and I could [G]taste The awful fl[Em]avor of nos[C]talgia mixed with h[D]urt. But now my [G]mouth, my mouth is [C]dry. I choke on [D]logic and my tongue is t[G]ied From reciting insp[Em]ired bible ve[C]rses and foolish lies[D]. They s[Em]ay that this world is a wide open road And w[G]e're stuck h[D]olding the [Em]wheel, But in [Em]one hand's a whiskey and the [C]other's too drunk to st[D]eer, So where do we go from [G]here? [G] [C] [D] [G] [Em] [C] [D] I dance and I [G]pray, I dance and pray for r[C]ain To wipe this [D]earth out once ag[G]ain!- And extend those f[Em]orty days and [C]nights indefinitel[D]y. There will be [G]tidal [C]waves as all of our p[D]roblems wash [G]away, You can here my [Em]laughter just b[C]efore I start to dr[D]own. If [Em]everyone here is a child of God, Then the [G]world is a pi[D]tiless w[Em]hore And He's [C]still playing favorites and behind on His child supp[D]ort. So where do we go from [G]here now? [G] [C] [D] [G] [Em] [C] [D] Quietly, play each chord only once: The [Em]noose that we wear doesn't matter at all, (Unl[G]ess we [D]kick out our [Em]feet) Perh[C]aps our salvation is to know that we're incompl[D]ete. Back at regular volume: So here's the [G]note, the note that c[C]ounts, Explaining [D]why I wanted [G]out. It reads in [Em]small print: "I'm much to [C]tired to think anymo[D]re..." So where do we go from [G]here? Etc. (Repeat "Where do we go from here now?" with the occasional vocal riffing til end.)