Misc Originals – Corviids - No Words (Guitar)

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“No Words” Em Am G D7 Spoken: the computational theory of mind states that thoughts are just data, sent and received and if the mind is a machine who can say, what does any of it mean? [Pre-Chorus]
           Em                            Am
if I could get it down on paper we could try to decode

     G                               D7
but I’m composed to concepts and thoughts that don’t flow

              Em                             Am
if you could look in my eyes, see what I’m thinking you’d know

             G                 D7
that the words are there, I swear
[Verse 1]
             Em                     Am
but they’re shapes and sounds and colors in the sunrise,

           G                       D7
they’re a haze that doesn’t translate

          Em                                Am
“stop stalling, spit it out!” it’s on the tip of my tongue

     G                 D7
if only I could articulate

            Em                          Am
there’s something to be said for “some peace of mind”

         G                             D7
but I’m way past that now unless the stars align

               Em                      Am
it’s like the more I try to focus the less I can see

           G                                   D7
is it my hardware that’s damaged? is something wrong with me?
[Pre-Chorus]
           Em                            Am
if I could get it down on paper we could try to decode

     G                               D7
but I’m composed to concepts and thoughts that don’t flow

              Em                             Am
if you could look in my eyes, see what I’m thinking you’d know

             G                 D7
that the words are there, I swear
[Chorus]
      Em                             Am
and I have to be a living thinking being, I have to be

         G                       D7
but the music in my mind is so alien to me

           Em                        Am
it makes meaning so coherent in a language I don’t speak

         G                     D7
but the words are there, I swear

        Em                          Am
I get angry sometimes when it’s bad, late at night

           G                        D7
when the demons decide they’re gonna put up a fight

         Em                           Am
when the white noise is stifling any thought I thought I had

     G                  D7
the words were there, I swear
[Verse 2]
      Em                             Am
I’m already foggy, guess i’ll drown it in smoke

           G                        D7
I tell you “I’m not an addict I’m just trying to cope”

      Em                             Am
but coping isn’t calming I’m so fucking high strung

           G                        D7
I just wanna take it easy but my mind’a gotta run

      Em                             Am
i’d love to say “no worries” but I’m high and alone

        G                               D7
and I haven’t got the words i need to pick up the phone

    Em                           Am
I guess I’ll be okay if I can stall the defeat

           G                                       D7
for now my fingers work the strings and I’m still keeping a beat
[Pre-Chorus]
           Em                            Am
if I could get it down on paper we could try to decode

     G                               D7
but I’m composed to concepts and thoughts that don’t flow

              Em                             Am
if you could look in my eyes, see what I’m thinking you’d know

             G                 D7
that the words are there, I swear
[Chorus 2]
      Em                             Am
and I have to be a living thinking being, I have to be

         G                       D7
but the music in my mind is still alien to me

           Em                        Am
it writes verses out poetic in a code that I can't read

         G                     D7
but the words are there, I swear

        Em                          Am
I get number sometimes when it’s bad, late at night

           G                        D7
when the demons decide that I'm wrong and they're right

         Em                           Am
when the ststic is stifling I want only to scream

     G                  D7
but the words are there, I swear
[Verse]
             Em                     Am
but they’re shapes and sounds and colors in the sunrise,

           G                       D7
they’re a haze that doesn’t translate

          Em                                Am
“stop stalling, spit it out!” it’s on the tip of my tongue

     G                 D7
if only I could articulate
[Pre-Chorus 2]
           Em                            Am
if I could get it down on paper we could try to decode

     G                               D7
but I’m composed to theories and thoughts that don’t flow

              Em                             Am
if you'd see into my mind, to what I'm thinking you’d know

             G                 D7
that the words are there, I swear
Spoken: (chords repeat) but meaning is subjective, it’s just processing thought. just input and output, neurons firing shot the words are there, I swear but if nothing has a meaning maybe everything does, maybe we all like to label everything just because it’s easier to deal with in semantics we know, without the comfort of language thoughts are white noise and snow. and without labels there’s way too much for our words to define, it’s all feelings and data untethered to time... the words are there, I swear. [Pre-Chorus 2]
           Em                            Am
if I could get it down on paper we could try to decode

     G                               D7
but I’m composed to theories and thoughts that don’t flow

              Em                             Am
if you'd see into my mind, to what I'm thinking you’d know

             G                 D7
that the words are there, I swear
the words are there, I swear