The Walkmen – Lisbon (Guitar)

E                     B
The countless eyes dotted in the night sky

E                      B
I speak the language, or several hundred words.

E                      B
A cloudless day, and a thunderous night.

E                      B
Among companions, I'll carry my name.

F#
But the life we lead came gradually.

B
Who keeps the time?

F#
A bitter lime, will do us fine

B
To kill the taste.

E                        B
We´ll turn deaf ears on all that we don’t wanna hear

E                            B
But a cause for travel has come again.

E                          B
At this early hour, I'll tell your wife a story

E                        B
She looks outside and doubles over laughing.

F# 
Of the souls you loved, and a place you lived

B
Those country houses.

F#
And a change of heart tore us apart

B
Oh, what a ride.

B
Every chance you have

B
All the love and life

B
All the joy and grace

              F#
Don't be absurd, don't you think it out

F#
You know what thinking does

                              B
To love's shine, and love's light.

B
Now it's your every word

B
Oh I'm hanging on

                      F#
It feels right these days

F#
I saw strange things

F#
The lines of old faces

                           B
Up on the stormy sky, tonight.

E                               B
Now all the younger kids have gone away to sleep

E                         B
In the days to come, I’ll do the same.

E                         B
At this early hour, I'll tell your wife a story

E                        B
She looks outside and doubles over laughing.

F#
The life we lead came gradually

B
Who keeps the time?

F#
Bitter lime, do us fine

B
To kill the taste.