Nightingale December Song
Sunset RubdownVersion1
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
So let me hammer this point home:
I see us all as lonely fires
that have burned alive as long as we remember.
But like all fireworks and all sunsets,
we all burn in different ways:
You are a fast explosion,
and I am the embers.
And though your flames are quick and mean,
they will not last the year,
but expire like a sudden falling star,
that only nightingales had seen,
before migrating to southern jungles.
And in this way you will come find me in December. Whoa ho ho.
He said he'd like to move to Nashville
to master the guitar,
where he would live a single day
the way I live a single year.
He covered his body in mud,
went hunting for the sun,
and then went swimming
in a lake of holy water.
You are too hot for me.
I am too slow for you.
You are a fast explosion
and I am the embers.
You need the one who slowly burns,
and burns to stay alive.
In this way you will come find me in December
Solo part but same guitar riffs
So let me hammer this point home:
I see us all as lonely fires
that have burned alive as long as we remember.
But like all sacrificial virgins,
we all burn in different ways:
You are a fast explosion,
and I am the embers.
And though your flames are quick and mean,
they will not last the year,
but expire like a sudden shooting star,
that only nightingales had seen,
before transforming into bluebirds.
And in this way you will come find me in December.
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Readable chord sheet for Nightingale December Song by Sunset Rubdown
[Em]So let me hammer this point [C/G]home: I see us [Em]all as lonely f[D]ires that have b[C/G]urned alive as long[G] as we re[D]memb[Bm7]er. But like all [Em]fireworks and all [D]sunsets, we all [C/G]burn in different [Em]ways: You [C/G]are a fast expl[G]osion, and I am the [Bm7]embers. And though your [C/G]flames are quick and [Em]mean, they [D]will not last the [C/G]year, but ex[G]pire like a s[D]udden falling s[C/G]tar, that only n[C/G]ightingales had [Em]seen, before mi[C/G]grating to southern j[Em]ungles. And in this [C/G]way you will come [D]find me in D[G]ecember. Whoa ho [Bm7]ho. He said he'd l[Em]ike to move to N[C/G]ashville to [Em]master the g[D]uitar, where he would l[C/G]ive a single [G]day the way I [D]live a single [Bm7]year. He c[Em]overed his body in [D]mud, went [C/G]hunting for the [Em]sun, and then went s[C/G]wimming in a l[G]ake of holy [Bm7]water. You [C/G]are too hot for [Em]me. I [D]am too slow for [C/G]you. You [G]are a fast ex[D]plosion and I am the [C/G]embers. You need the [C/G]one who slowly [Em]burns, and [C/G]burns to stay [Em]alive. In this [C/G]way you will come [D]find me in De[G]cember Solo part but same guitar riffs [Em]So let me hammer this point [C/G]home: I see us [Em]all as lonely f[D]ires that have b[C/G]urned alive as long[G] as we re[D]memb[Bm7]er. But like all [Em]sacrificial v[D]irgins, we all [C/G]burn in different [Em]ways: You [C/G]are a fast expl[G]osion, and I am the e[Bm7]mbers. And though your [C/G]flames are quick and [Em]mean, they [D]will not last the [C/G]year, but [G]expire like a s[D]udden shooting [C/G]star, that only [C/G]nightingales had [Em]seen, before trans[C/G]forming into b[Em]luebirds. And in this [C/G]way you will come f[D]ind me in Dec[G]ember.