The Shins – Pink Bullets (Guitar)

Capo 3
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Capo III - Chords relative to capo [Intro] Em D A Em D A Em D A Em D A [Verse 1]
Em           D     A      Em                  D     A
I was just bony hands as cold as a winter pole

Em          D          A       Em                 D      A
you held a warm stone out new flowing blood to hold

Em        D       A     Em                           D      A
oh what a contrast you were to the brutes in the halls

Em              D       A      Em           D    A
my timid young fingers held a decent animal
[Chorus]
G          D
Over the ramparts you tossed

G                 D
the scent of your skin and some foreign flowers

G          D                F
tied to a brick sweet as a song

                     C                         D
the years have been short but the days were long
[Verse 2]
Em         D          A          Em                 D     A
Cool of a temperate breeze from dark skies to wet grass

Em            D         A           Em                  D     A
we fell in a field it seems now a thousand summers passed

Em                      D     A    Em                  D     A
when our kite lines first crossed we tied them into knots

Em              D   A        Em                D    A
and to finally fly apart we had to cut them off
[Chorus]
G                       D
Since then it's been a book

               G
you read in reverse

                   D
so you understand less as the pages turn

G               D                 F
or a movie so crass and awkwardly cast

          C                 G
that even I could be the star
[Bridge]
C      D           F         G
I don't look back much as a rule

C       D               F         G
and all this way before murder is cool

C        D                      G           C
but your memory is here and I'd like you to stay

           D
a warm light on a winter's day
[Instrumental] Em D A Em D A Em D A Em D A Em D A Em D A [Chorus]
G          D
Over the ramparts you tossed

G                   D
the scent of your skin and some foreign flowers

G           D               F
tied to a brick sweet as a song

                      C                           F
the years have been short but the days go slowly by

           C
two loose kites falling from the sky

F               C                    D
drawn to the ground and an end to flight
****************************** Without capo [Intro] Gm F C Gm F C Gm F C Gm F C [Verse 1]
Gm           F     C      Gm                  F     C
I was just bony hands as cold as a winter pole

Gm          F          C       Gm                 F      C
you held a warm stone out new flowing blood to hold

Gm        F       C     Gm                           F      C
oh what a contrast you were to the brutes in the halls

Gm              F       C      Gm           F    C
my timid young fingers held a decent animal
[Chorus]
Bb         F
Over the ramparts you tossed

Bb                F
the scent of your skin and some foreign flowers

Bb         F                Ab
tied to a brick sweet as a song

                     Eb                        F
the years have been short but the days were long
[Verse 2]
Gm         F          C          Gm                 F     C
Cool of a temperate breeze from dark skies to wet grass

Gm            F         C           Gm                  F     C
we fell in a field it seems now a thousand summers passed

Gm                      F     C    Gm                  F     C
when our kite lines first crossed we tied them into knots

Gm              F   C        Gm                F    C
and to finally fly apart we had to cut them off
[Chorus]
Bb                      F
Since then it's been a book

               Bb
you read in reverse

                   F
so you understand less as the pages turn

Bb              F                 Ab
or a movie so crass and awkwardly cast

          Eb                Bb
that even I could be the star
[Bridge]
Eb     F           Ab        Bb
I don't look back much as a rule

Eb      F               Ab        Bb
and all this way before murder is cool

Eb       F                      Bb          Eb
but your memory is here and I'd like you to stay

           F
a warm light on a winter's day
[Instrumental] Gm F C Gm F C Gm F C Gm F C Gm F C Gm F C [Chorus]
Bb         F
Over the ramparts you tossed

Bb                  F
the scent of your skin and some foreign flowers

Bb          F               Ab
tied to a brick sweet as a song

                      Eb                          Ab
the years have been short but the days go slowly by

           Eb
two loose kites falling from the sky

Ab              Eb                   F
drawn to the ground and an end to flight