Will Wood – White Noise (Ukulele)

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* = single strum [Intro] C F C F [Verse 1]
F    F*                                                   C
They paint the walls with colors that you're not meant to notice.

G
Beiges and browns, off-whites and grayscales,

F                                            C
Fluorescent lights to shine on the eggshell ground.

                       G
Now you're lying face down,

                         F
You blend into the background,

          C      F
Of white noise.
[Verse 2]
F    F*                                                C
They fill the halls with tunes you can't get into your head.

G
4/4 and Dorian, wrote 'em for ignoring 'em, yeah

    F                                     C
It sorta sounds like a retro top 40 but wrong.

                           G
You're not meant to sing along,

                       F
It isn't that kind of song,

            C      F
It's white noise.
[Pre-Chorus]
    Dm                G7         Dm
But... if you listen closely I swear,

            G7
To God, I swear.

Dm
  You can hear the ocean if you

 G7*
Hold it up to your ear, here
[Chorus]
C      F
White noise...

                            C
(Listen close between the waves.)

       F
White noise...

                                      C
(You can hear the ocean through your wake.)

       F
White noise...

                            C
(Listen close between the waves.)
F F* N.C. White noise... [Instrumental] C F C F C F C [Breakdown]
C
How many times has this happened to you?

F                                                C
You go to take out the laundry, and you drop it, and it falls into a black hole.

F
How many times has this happened to you?

C                                 F
You're straining your pasta, and your eyeballs fall out into it?

C
How many times has this happened to you?

F                       C
There's a cat, and it won't tell you its name.

F                                             C
You don't recognize the cat, it's not your cat. You don't have a cat.

    F
But it's here, and it won't tell you

                        C
what you need to know, to properly assess the situation.

F                                                         C
'Cause the cat is much larger than any cat you've seen before.

             F
It's a bear.

                                       C
How many times has this happened to you?

        F                           C                              F
You die. And then are reborn again, into that mind of a grasshopper

                         C                          F
Where you die once more, and are reborn again, into the mind of your mom.

C                                        F
How many times has this happened to you?
You give up. C [Bridge] N.C. Check one, two. Check check one, two.
C
It's high-fidelity, lossless quality.

F
It's MP, one, two, three, four, five, F-L-A-C.

C
It's polyphonic, the new Philharmonic,

        F
With a Juilliard doctorate, live from the Metropolitan.

C
It's theoretically dense, it's impressive.

F
It's microtonal, and it challenges Western

C
notions of art, it's post-avant-garde.

F
It's going places 'cause it comes from the heart.

    C
And it's personality's a lack of identity,

F
It makes no statement, but does so quite loudly.

C
It's an aesthetic, I mean, an anesthetic.

     F
And it's an experience for your seventh sense, yes.

C                     N.C.
Does it cure cancer? (Yes, it cures cancer!)

      F
Wow! It begs the question just to tell you the answer.

C
Do you believe in the power of silence?

          F
Well, if you walk the walk, can you talk more-
N.C. (Shh!) Quiet. [Chorus]
C      F
White noise...

                           C
Listen close between the waves.

       F       C
White noise...

       F
White noise...

                           C
Listen close between the waves.

       F     N.C.  C   F
White noise...
[Verse 3]
F   F*                                                    C
You fill your head with thoughts you find you can't even feel.

G
Try to make room in your skull, but it's full of them.

F                                                       C
All of the things that you think and then think about thinking.

             G
I know it's hard.

                         F
But they're not who you are,

               C
They're white noise.