My first attempt at writing out some chords! The song is easiest if thought of in 6/8
time. Just think of usually playing the chords on counts 1,2,3,4, and for the muted
strumming to be on counts 5 and 6. Note, the chords don t line up over the proper words,
something is screwing up with the font, so just figure out the harmonic rhythm.
Intro:
There are tiers, as in levels, to reality
On the industrial corner of North 17th Street and Wythe
Two black public high school kids watch a nordic model get photographed
To them, she is lunar, impossible, alien life.
So as a comet might relate to a traffic-stop taxi cab
Or a Bahamas vacation to a stint in Guantanamo Bay
So as access and privilege relate to their absolute opposites
It s the way that these kids and this woman will always relate
And it s nobody s fault. Yeah no one s to blame.
We all work through the dark. We all carry the weight.
Slender shoulders and blindfolds spinning in cycles
Now, now, now: navigate!
There are tiers, as in layers, to an experience.
Through each lens and metric the image warps every day.
I m either successful, independent, and largely uncompromised
Or a non-starter, never-was, has-been since 2008.
And it s nobody s fault. Yeah no one s to blame.
We all work through the dark. We all carry the weight.
Slender shoulders and blindfolds spinning in cycles
Now, now, now: navigate!
Instrumental: x2
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There are tears, as in water-works, and they re threatening
To spoil the negotiated sweetness of my afternoon
I can t answer anything honestly without an asterisk
Air-quotes and doublespeak litter the fountain of youth.
And if it s nobody s fault, then I m not to blame
I just work in the dark, I just carry the weight.
Slender shoulders and blindfolds stranded in cycles
Now, now, now: navigate!
End on a D and that s it!