Dawes – Sound That No One Made - Doomscroller Sunrise (Guitar)

G                                 Dm7
The morning fog descends upon the late night's cheapest thrills

     C              Cm                 G
The most commended socialites see the sunrise in the hills

   G                           Dm7
Mistakes are slowly realized, memories distilled

C        Cm               G   Bbdim
And the static starts to fade

          G                            Dm7
From the laughter of a maniac, to a songbird's melody

          C              Cm              G
From the howling of the sirens, to the swaying of the trees

    G                                  Dm7
It fuses all together to find that perfect frequency

C         Cm         D
And it forever ricochets

C       Cm                G   Bbdim
Into a sound that no one made

       G                                Dm
I look up to see you slowing down while signaling a right

     C           Cm               G
The older man behind us now is flashing you his brights

    G                               Dm7
We both seem so distracted by this growing appetite

C   Cm            G   Bbdim
To punish and persuade

      G                         Dm7
So a silent conversation gets directed toward the view

     C               Cm         G
The cursive in the branches describes the avenue

 G                                Dm7
Words like "I am sorry" and "I'm still in love with you"

C         Cm                  D
Become a debt that won't get paid

C             Cm                G
Just another sound that no one made

                C                              D
And how you're rolling down the window to the city's radiation

       G                     G/A     G/B        C
The connected dreams still dancing through the sky

              C                               D
I just need someone to listen through this strange and dark existence

         G              F                 Am    D7
Or the consolation of knowing that you'll try

           G                         Dm7
And as we pull off the freeway, a hospital appears

         C               Cm          G
I see a man up in the window on the back end of his years

        G                                Dm7
And I imagine him there dying with that ringing in his ears

C           Cm               G
That we all end up with someday

               G                           Dm7
Now there's a message in those symptoms, a morbid sort of sign

     C         Cm            G
The ominous reminder of the body's slow decline

     G                           Dm7
As constant as a heartbeat but stronger overtime

C          Cm          D
While the rest of us decays

C                 Cm                G
Listening to the sound that no one made