Chords for David Wirsig "Black Eyes" (Official Audio)
Tempo:
114.85 bpm
Chords used:
G
D
A
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D] [A] [G]
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It's [D] that old recurring dream [A] where you're drowning, flailing [G] your arms out, [D] fearful and fretting.
And black waves are curling [A] and pounding down onto [G] your head, somewhere in [A] the Atlantic.
And [D] through the valleys below you [A] a shadow is gliding [G] up towards you, a [D] singular purpose.
And hundreds of thousands [A] of gallons of ocean [G] froth and foam as it breaks [A] the surface.
It's [Bm] black eyes [G] find you almost [D] at once.
[Bm] It's black eyes [G] find you almost [D] at once.
You [Bm] can't hide, [G] swim away, or [D] take air into your lungs [Bm] to scream [G] for help that [D] won't come.
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[D] And oftentimes I am [A] awoken at three in [G] the morning by [D] screams in the attic.
I'll run upstairs, wrench the [A] door open, call out [G] a warning, and try not to [A] sound panicked.
But [D] my hammering heart hears [A] the voices of spirits [G] that tempt us, the [D] scorn that they've spoken.
I'll remember the sad, frightened [A] noises of an old friend [G] who dreamt once of storms on [A] the ocean.
And [Bm] black eyes [G] looking up from [D] below.
And [Bm] black eyes [G] looking up from [D] below.
And [Bm] black eyes [G] looking [D] up from below.
And [Bm] black eyes [G] looking [D] up from below.
[Bm] [G] [D]
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It's [D] that old recurring dream [A] where you're drowning, flailing [G] your arms out, [D] fearful and fretting.
And black waves are curling [A] and pounding down onto [G] your head, somewhere in [A] the Atlantic.
And [D] through the valleys below you [A] a shadow is gliding [G] up towards you, a [D] singular purpose.
And hundreds of thousands [A] of gallons of ocean [G] froth and foam as it breaks [A] the surface.
It's [Bm] black eyes [G] find you almost [D] at once.
[Bm] It's black eyes [G] find you almost [D] at once.
You [Bm] can't hide, [G] swim away, or [D] take air into your lungs [Bm] to scream [G] for help that [D] won't come.
[A] [G]
[D]
[A] [G]
[D] And oftentimes I am [A] awoken at three in [G] the morning by [D] screams in the attic.
I'll run upstairs, wrench the [A] door open, call out [G] a warning, and try not to [A] sound panicked.
But [D] my hammering heart hears [A] the voices of spirits [G] that tempt us, the [D] scorn that they've spoken.
I'll remember the sad, frightened [A] noises of an old friend [G] who dreamt once of storms on [A] the ocean.
And [Bm] black eyes [G] looking up from [D] below.
And [Bm] black eyes [G] looking up from [D] below.
And [Bm] black eyes [G] looking [D] up from below.
And [Bm] black eyes [G] looking [D] up from below.
[Bm] [G] [D]
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Key:
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A
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It's _ _ [D] _ _ _ that old recurring dream [A] where you're drowning, flailing [G] your arms out, [D] fearful and fretting.
And black waves are curling [A] and pounding down onto [G] your head, somewhere in [A] the Atlantic.
And [D] through the valleys below you [A] a shadow is gliding [G] up towards you, a [D] singular purpose.
_ And hundreds of thousands [A] of gallons of ocean [G] froth and foam as it breaks [A] the surface.
It's [Bm] black eyes [G] find you almost [D] at once.
_ [Bm] It's black eyes [G] find you almost [D] at once.
You [Bm] can't hide, [G] swim away, or [D] take air into your lungs [Bm] to scream [G] _ _ for help that [D] won't come.
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_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ And oftentimes I am [A] awoken at three in [G] the morning by [D] screams in the attic.
_ I'll run upstairs, wrench the [A] door open, call out [G] a warning, and try not to [A] sound panicked.
But [D] my hammering heart hears [A] the voices of spirits [G] that tempt us, the [D] scorn that they've spoken.
_ I'll remember the sad, frightened [A] noises of an old friend [G] who dreamt once of storms on [A] the ocean.
And [Bm] black eyes [G] looking up from [D] below.
_ And [Bm] black eyes [G] looking up from [D] below.
_ And [Bm] black eyes [G] looking [D] up from below.
_ And [Bm] black eyes [G] looking [D] up from below. _ _ _ _
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It's _ _ [D] _ _ _ that old recurring dream [A] where you're drowning, flailing [G] your arms out, [D] fearful and fretting.
And black waves are curling [A] and pounding down onto [G] your head, somewhere in [A] the Atlantic.
And [D] through the valleys below you [A] a shadow is gliding [G] up towards you, a [D] singular purpose.
_ And hundreds of thousands [A] of gallons of ocean [G] froth and foam as it breaks [A] the surface.
It's [Bm] black eyes [G] find you almost [D] at once.
_ [Bm] It's black eyes [G] find you almost [D] at once.
You [Bm] can't hide, [G] swim away, or [D] take air into your lungs [Bm] to scream [G] _ _ for help that [D] won't come.
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_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ And oftentimes I am [A] awoken at three in [G] the morning by [D] screams in the attic.
_ I'll run upstairs, wrench the [A] door open, call out [G] a warning, and try not to [A] sound panicked.
But [D] my hammering heart hears [A] the voices of spirits [G] that tempt us, the [D] scorn that they've spoken.
_ I'll remember the sad, frightened [A] noises of an old friend [G] who dreamt once of storms on [A] the ocean.
And [Bm] black eyes [G] looking up from [D] below.
_ And [Bm] black eyes [G] looking up from [D] below.
_ And [Bm] black eyes [G] looking [D] up from below.
_ And [Bm] black eyes [G] looking [D] up from below. _ _ _ _
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