Bright Eyes – Arc Of Time (Guitar)

        B
You can make a plan 

         F#
Carve it into stone 

       E
Like a feather falling 

      B
It is still unknown 

          B
Until the clock speaks up 

          F#
Says it's time to go 

          E
You could choose the high 

       B
Or the lower road 

          B
You might clinch your fist 

          F#
You might fork your tongue 

       E
As you curse or praise 

        B
All the things you've done 

        B
And the faders move 

        F#
And the music dies 

      E
As we pass over 

       B
On the arc of time 

       E
So you nurse your love 

       F#
Like a wounded dove 

       B               E
In the covered cage of night 

      E
Every star is crossed 

       F#
By phrenetic thoughts 

          B               E
That seperate and then collide 

         G#m
And they twist like sheets 

         F#
Till you fall asleep 

         B         E
And they finally unwind 

       E
It's a black balloon 

       F#                  B
It's a dream you'll soon deny 

          B
I hear if you make friends 

     F#
With Jesus Christ 

         E
You will get right up 

          B
From that chalk outline 

                B
And then you'll get dolled up 

           F#
And you'll dress in white 

       E
All to take your place 

       B
In his chorus line 

         E
And then in you'll come 

           F#
With those marching drums 

     B             E
In a saintly compromise 

        E
No more whiskey slurs 

        F#
No more blonde haired girls 

         B             E
For your whole eternal life 

           G#m
And you'll do the dance 

         F#
That was choreographed 

       B            E
At the very dawn of time 

          E
Saying, I told you son 

    F#                       
The day would come 

          B
You would die, you'd die, you'd die, you'd die 

          B
You would die, you'd die, you'd die, you'd die 

          B
You would die, you'd die, you'd die, you'd die 

          B
You would die, you'd die, you'd die

       G#m
To the deepest part 

       F#
Of the human heart 

    B               E
The fear of death expands 

        G#m
Till we crack the code 

        F#
We have always known 

          B          E
But could never understand 

     E
On a circuit board 

        F#
We will soon be born 

 B
Again, again, again, again 

     B
And again, again, again, again 

     B
And again, again, again, again 

     B
And again, again, again