Set List

Talking in code

Standard Tuning

C:   X32010

Am7: X02010

F:   133210

G:   355430

Intro (basically):

  (C)                  (Am7)        

E---------------------------------- 

B----1-----------3-1-0h1----------- 

G------0----0------------0----0---- 

D-------0h2---------------0h2------ 

A--3----------3-3-----0---------0-0 

E---------------------------------- 

                                    

       (C)                (Am7)     

---------------------------------|  

-3/5-3-0h1------------3-1-0h1----|  

-----------0----0-------------0--|  

------------0h2------------------|  

--------3---------3-3------0-----|  

---------------------------------|  

                                    

E-----------------------|

B------------3/5-3-0h1--|

G------0----------------|

D--0h2------------------|

A--------0-0------------|

E-----------------------|

For the verses just strum the chords and keep picking the bass line hammer-on's for the 

and D strings but leave out the B string part that's in the intro. During the chorus let 

high-e ring open for the F, G, and C chords.

[Intro]

I gotta [C] go,

And your talking in [Am7] code,

Saying I know where you've [C] been,

And I know where you [Am7] go.

But I've been [F] tir-[G]-ed from the [C] minute I woke,

I stopped [F]listen-[G]-ing the [C] moment you spoke,

And said [F] I'm [G] long [C] gone,

Yeah, [F] I'm [G] long [C] gone.

[Intro]

And I'm sleeping [C] alone,

In a house I don't [Am7] own,

Cause if you're touring your [C] mind,

You'll get lost [Am7] everytime...

And you'll sing me [F] sad [G] songs to [C] keep me awake,

In that [F] bed [G] room [C] we hid away,

Baby, [F] I'm [G] long [C] gone,

Yeah, [F] I'm [G] long [C] gone...

[Intro]

And your [F] voice [G] cracks [C] like a piano,

You keep [F]mov-[G]-ing, [C]but where are you going,

Baby, [F] we're [G] long [C] gone,

Yeah, [F] we're [G] long [C] gone...

G  Cmaj7  Em  Em7   C
Eb|-3----3----0----0----0-|
Bb|-0----0----0----0----1-|
Gb|-0----0----0----0----0-|
Db|-0----2----2----2----2-|
Ab|-2----3----2----0----3-|
Eb|-3----x----0----x----x-|


Intro

G    Cmaj7    G    Cmaj7
G    Camj7    Em   Em7

Verse

                G   Cmaj7
We sent out the SOS call
         G           Cmaj7
It was a quater past four 
       G
In the morning
         Cmaj7           Em         
When the storm broke our second     
        Em7                         
 anchor line.                       

G              Cmaj7
Four months at sea.
     G              Cmaj7
Four months of calm seas
           G              Cmaj7
Only to be pounded in the shallows
           Em             Em7
Off of the tip of Montauk Point.


G              Cmaj7
They call them rogues.
            G        Cmaj7
They travel fast and alone,
    G            Cmaj7 
One hundred foot faces
              Em         Em7
Of God's good ocean gone wrong
               G         Cmaj7
What they call love is a risk,
               G          Cmaj7
Cause you will always get hit
       G
Out of nowhere 
        Cmaj7        Em         Em7
By some wave and end up on your own.


Chorus

C               G                   
The hole in the hull defied the     
 crews attempts                     

Em         Em7
To bail us out.
C               G
And flooded the engines and radio
Em              Em7
And half buried bow.


Verse

     G           Cmaj7
Your tongue is a rudder.
   G                Cmaj7
It steers the whole ship.
           G               Cmaj7
Sends your words past your lips
              Em                    
Or keeps them safe behind your      
 Em7                                
 teeth.                             

        G                Cmaj7
But the wrong words will strand you.
         G                Cmaj7
Come off course while you sleep.
           G           Cmaj7
Sweep your boat out to sea
                Em          Em7
Or dashed it to bits on the reef.


G          Cmaj7
The vessel groans
          G             Cmaj7
The ocean pressures its frame.
        G              Cmaj7
Off the port I see the lighthouse
            Em            Em7
Through the sleet and the rain.
           G            Cmaj7
And I wish for one more day 
           G              Cmaj7
To give my love and repay debts.
        G                 Cmaj7
But the morning finds our bodies
          Em           Em7
Washed up thirty miles west.


Chorus

C                 G
They say that the captain 
                    Em
Stays fast with the ship 
                  Em7
Through still and storm.
C                  G
But this ain't the Dakota.
                 Em
And the water is cold.
                           Em7
We won't have to fight for long.



Ending

            G
This is the end.

This story's old

But it goes on and on 
         Cmaj7
Until we disappear.

Calm me and let me taste
 
The salt that you breathed
               G
While you were underneath.

I am the one who haunts your dreams
                            Cmaj7
Of mountains sunk below the sea.

I spoke the words but never
                                    
Gave a thought to what they all     
       Em                           
 could mean.                        


I know that this is what you want.
                           Em7
A funeral keeps both of us apart.

You know that you are not alone.
                          G
Need you like water in my lungs.

G  Cmaj7  Em  Em7   C
Eb|-3----3----0----0----0-|
Bb|-0----0----0----0----1-|
Gb|-0----0----0----0----0-|
Db|-0----2----2----2----2-|
Ab|-2----3----2----0----3-|
Eb|-3----x----0----x----x-|


Intro

G    Cmaj7    G    Cmaj7
G    Camj7    Em   Em7

Verse

                G   Cmaj7
We sent out the SOS call
         G           Cmaj7
It was a quater past four 
       G
In the morning
         Cmaj7           Em         
When the storm broke our second     
        Em7                         
 anchor line.                       

G              Cmaj7
Four months at sea.
     G              Cmaj7
Four months of calm seas
           G              Cmaj7
Only to be pounded in the shallows
           Em             Em7
Off of the tip of Montauk Point.


G              Cmaj7
They call them rogues.
            G        Cmaj7
They travel fast and alone,
    G            Cmaj7 
One hundred foot faces
              Em         Em7
Of God's good ocean gone wrong
               G         Cmaj7
What they call love is a risk,
               G          Cmaj7
Cause you will always get hit
       G
Out of nowhere 
        Cmaj7        Em         Em7
By some wave and end up on your own.


Chorus

C               G                   
The hole in the hull defied the     
 crews attempts                     

Em         Em7
To bail us out.
C               G
And flooded the engines and radio
Em              Em7
And half buried bow.


Verse

     G           Cmaj7
Your tongue is a rudder.
   G                Cmaj7
It steers the whole ship.
           G               Cmaj7
Sends your words past your lips
              Em                    
Or keeps them safe behind your      
 Em7                                
 teeth.                             

        G                Cmaj7
But the wrong words will strand you.
         G                Cmaj7
Come off course while you sleep.
           G           Cmaj7
Sweep your boat out to sea
                Em          Em7
Or dashed it to bits on the reef.


G          Cmaj7
The vessel groans
          G             Cmaj7
The ocean pressures its frame.
        G              Cmaj7
Off the port I see the lighthouse
            Em            Em7
Through the sleet and the rain.
           G            Cmaj7
And I wish for one more day 
           G              Cmaj7
To give my love and repay debts.
        G                 Cmaj7
But the morning finds our bodies
          Em           Em7
Washed up thirty miles west.


Chorus

C                 G
They say that the captain 
                    Em
Stays fast with the ship 
                  Em7
Through still and storm.
C                  G
But this ain't the Dakota.
                 Em
And the water is cold.
                           Em7
We won't have to fight for long.



Ending

            G
This is the end.

This story's old

But it goes on and on 
         Cmaj7
Until we disappear.

Calm me and let me taste
 
The salt that you breathed
               G
While you were underneath.

I am the one who haunts your dreams
                            Cmaj7
Of mountains sunk below the sea.

I spoke the words but never
                                    
Gave a thought to what they all     
       Em                           
 could mean.                        


I know that this is what you want.
                           Em7
A funeral keeps both of us apart.

You know that you are not alone.
                          G
Need you like water in my lungs.

Chakary Jackson

Small, simple, safe price

Rise the wake and drag me with all of my regrets

This is not a small cut that scabs, dries, and flakes, and heals

And I am not afraid to die
I'm not afraid to bleed, and fuck, and fight.
I want the pain of payment

What's left, but a carbon copy based life form

The knife slewing the thin flesh fades out 

Comsmedicated by the gash that won't heal

Much like a slew of a thousand unwanted fucks

Would you be my perforation' ?
Would you be my 1000 fucks' ? 

And make a mark leaving space for the guilt to be liquid
To fill, and spill under, and over my thoughts
My sad, sorry, selfish cry out to the cutter

I'm cutting trying to picture your black shattered heart

Fucking fight! Don't Accept that there is no truth. I'm fighting and I need you. 

Love is not like anything
Especially a fucking knife

Stuff not now just found it written

 I see a vision for a work in apartment to my vision I ask a total and utter commitment because you have enough to deal with with school. I see you struggle with every simple thing I think that you should have this I can do this without year or in mind .

 I it's got to go I I can't take me more seriously the words that come out are the truth it's the pace between i'm giving it all


Ignore me tomorrow
 Don't forget about the night. What I don't say too much. Doesn't go away when I break. What you see before. Is what we fucking you. I painted the picture hundred percent clear

 How is time always moving how? Do we fill them the movements when? Will we be free to think again. When? Will they stop looking through me
 I can see it clearly. Even so far away. I can see it clearly.

 It can't be able to hurt so bad. When I need it I need it. More and more each day. It's not supposed to hurt this bad. I need it I need it I need you.

 A life of servitude is a life to be dealt with to be decoded

 A decagon you say. Quotation it's got to mean something quotation that was all in your head just come back in a minute or pretend that you get it. Forever is a theory that drives the week. Do their end. Anyways the days you won't make your mind it when it boils down to second and the rescue rescue late.
 Say that you know it, make it all right or leave your what's wrong here

 Replace the mess up there with all our thoughts and say you'll give here remember you're not there. It's just a figment you cats held through the fog that Cass you're over your life cast out your light. Your fall is formidable and there was never a jury I wouldn't stop being selfish and through throwaway through  stopping selfish and threw away your plea and then you can mean something to me

 It's this dimly lit and that masquerade which wouldn't reveal the detriment still hesitant of a heart that refuses to break 

I don't know if I will ever be happy again. Terms and use agreement have changed. They had too. You pressed okay. No one reads the fine print. I thought we agreed together. Blindly.

Sometimes I stand up at the college steeple

and see all the people on the ground

And they travel through like wind up toys put in motion and move crash and move in no direction.

 I feel like I need to scream to tell them it's all foolish 

there life is one track 

Can't they see they see its pointless?

Suddenly knees tumble under me my head is spinning with adversity  

Oh I come to find again,

 it is not them but me

the way i lose my own self identity. Clinging to books I read, scribbling bad poetry... Like art could save a wretch like me 

With some ideal ideology

no one could hope to achieve
 I was never real, 

just a sketch of me
everything I've made 

is trite and cheap 

the meaning of man no where to be found

Looking for signs all around 

With my ear against the ground

Quantitatively lost I yearn for faith

For a soul I could not sell

I will be free we. Will be lifted 

And all will be beautiful eternity of understanding 

Love will be clear and it will be easy

To hard for a human mind to guess because making wild guesses is stupid

old...er

Its so great that someone with so much knowledge and a clear perspective of the world can be mine.
I guess it was nothing you did that bothered me oh yes you've made me see it was just me
getting me back in ways you could say
its not me babe you're delusional/psychotic
never could we utter the bantu words "you're just high"
It was never the indulging it was the hate that grew and festered in time
for you luck you it went away when u got that tickle swivel oh its time i get hard this time
hard headed stand for anything
if no ones leeaving  we got the the rest of our lives to waste time
you waste my time
how dare i mention a struggle
it was nice to you to save you from urself
crazy girl but your dumb delusional stupid jealous and hateful all the same

this will be the last time i have to hear your bs nightmare lullabies.