A Hand To Take Hold Of The Scene Chords by Okkervil River
Tempo:
86.3 bpm
Chords used:
C#
B
G#m
F#
D#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[B]
[D#]
I'm abandoned in a show by a man holding hands [C#] with his wife.
[D#] On a bare of this couch with his face to the ground after fucking around [C#] countless nights.
And [B] there's this one episode, closed off cameras, [C#m] showing him crying.
His [G#m] red head [B] and his [C#] red eyes.
[D#m] I'm abandoned in a show about a boy being [C#] buried alive.
[D#m] From his head to his toes by a criminal but with a sensitive soul and a set [C#] of raccoon eyes.
And [B] there's this scene in the show when a hustler knows [C#] he's gonna die.
The [G#m] ground [B] opens and he [C#] climbs inside.
[F#] And as he speaks [C#] his last line, if I fall [G#] through his mind, I'll pick [B] it up right through the [C#] teeth.
[G#] Oh oh, [B] is there [C#] a hand to hold in this [F#] scene?
[G#m] [C#]
[B] [D#] A man and a dream [D#m] and they're dancing in front of [C#] my eyes.
As a [D#m] queen formed out of flaws with eyes all gone odd and a rod bolted [C#] into her spine.
She [B] rises up like a yawn, grips my heart like a claw, splits apart like a [C#] jaw, like an eye.
[G#m] And she asks [B] me [C#] with a sigh.
And [F#] we're [C#] so fucking right when we're [G#] losing the fight and we're [B] letting the light weaken.
[C#] It's a feeling [G#m] of oh,
[B] is there [C#] a hand to hold [F#] in this scene?
I'm so [G#m] fucking right when we're losing [C#] the fight and we're [B] letting the light weaken.
I [F#] wanna smile [G#m] like a sweet shadow and kiss that's as [C#] sharp as a knife.
The [B] day expires [F#] and the dry [G#m] crap tremor lifts.
I've got something to put [C#] this kiss inside and I [B] lift them up to [F#] you.
I'd like to [G#m] bear witness [C#] to a light that is fine and is filling the crying of stars.
[D#m] Grace in each face that is making the wasted, [D#] is broken as ones [C#] fairly fly.
[B] Love that is innocent of that old cynical, covetous, [C#] cancerous vibe.
And [G#m] a beauty [B] [C#] that annihilates [F#] all life.
Like it's lifting [C#] these knives, holding your [G#m] hatred tight like a sign [B] that you're blind or you're [F#] strong.
When it grows [C#] a shit-tide, I will dream [G#m] you tonight and my dream will [B] just sweep you [F#] along.
When all [C#] fire's at bay and we're shucking [G#m] our plans and we're too [B] weak to stand on our [C#] two feet.
[G#m] Alone is [B] where [C#] I have to go.
[F#] [D#] [F#] [D#m] [F#]
[D#]
I'm abandoned in a show by a man holding hands [C#] with his wife.
[D#] On a bare of this couch with his face to the ground after fucking around [C#] countless nights.
And [B] there's this one episode, closed off cameras, [C#m] showing him crying.
His [G#m] red head [B] and his [C#] red eyes.
[D#m] I'm abandoned in a show about a boy being [C#] buried alive.
[D#m] From his head to his toes by a criminal but with a sensitive soul and a set [C#] of raccoon eyes.
And [B] there's this scene in the show when a hustler knows [C#] he's gonna die.
The [G#m] ground [B] opens and he [C#] climbs inside.
[F#] And as he speaks [C#] his last line, if I fall [G#] through his mind, I'll pick [B] it up right through the [C#] teeth.
[G#] Oh oh, [B] is there [C#] a hand to hold in this [F#] scene?
[G#m] [C#]
[B] [D#] A man and a dream [D#m] and they're dancing in front of [C#] my eyes.
As a [D#m] queen formed out of flaws with eyes all gone odd and a rod bolted [C#] into her spine.
She [B] rises up like a yawn, grips my heart like a claw, splits apart like a [C#] jaw, like an eye.
[G#m] And she asks [B] me [C#] with a sigh.
And [F#] we're [C#] so fucking right when we're [G#] losing the fight and we're [B] letting the light weaken.
[C#] It's a feeling [G#m] of oh,
[B] is there [C#] a hand to hold [F#] in this scene?
I'm so [G#m] fucking right when we're losing [C#] the fight and we're [B] letting the light weaken.
I [F#] wanna smile [G#m] like a sweet shadow and kiss that's as [C#] sharp as a knife.
The [B] day expires [F#] and the dry [G#m] crap tremor lifts.
I've got something to put [C#] this kiss inside and I [B] lift them up to [F#] you.
I'd like to [G#m] bear witness [C#] to a light that is fine and is filling the crying of stars.
[D#m] Grace in each face that is making the wasted, [D#] is broken as ones [C#] fairly fly.
[B] Love that is innocent of that old cynical, covetous, [C#] cancerous vibe.
And [G#m] a beauty [B] [C#] that annihilates [F#] all life.
Like it's lifting [C#] these knives, holding your [G#m] hatred tight like a sign [B] that you're blind or you're [F#] strong.
When it grows [C#] a shit-tide, I will dream [G#m] you tonight and my dream will [B] just sweep you [F#] along.
When all [C#] fire's at bay and we're shucking [G#m] our plans and we're too [B] weak to stand on our [C#] two feet.
[G#m] Alone is [B] where [C#] I have to go.
[F#] [D#] [F#] [D#m] [F#]
Key:
C#
B
G#m
F#
D#m
C#
B
G#m
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_ [D#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I'm abandoned in a show by a man holding hands [C#] with his wife.
[D#] On a bare of this couch with his face to the ground after fucking around [C#] countless nights.
And [B] there's this one episode, closed off cameras, [C#m] showing him crying.
His [G#m] red head [B] and his [C#] red eyes.
[D#m] I'm abandoned in a show about a boy being [C#] buried alive.
_ [D#m] From his head to his toes by a criminal but with a sensitive soul and a set [C#] of raccoon eyes.
And [B] there's this scene in the show when a hustler knows [C#] he's gonna die.
The [G#m] ground [B] opens and he [C#] climbs inside.
_ [F#] And as he speaks [C#] his last line, if I fall [G#] through his mind, I'll pick [B] it up right through the [C#] teeth. _ _
[G#] Oh oh, _ _ [B] _ is there [C#] a hand to hold in this [F#] scene? _
_ [G#m] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ [D#] A man and a dream [D#m] and they're dancing in front of [C#] my eyes.
As a [D#m] queen formed out of flaws with eyes all gone odd and a rod bolted [C#] into her spine.
She [B] rises up like a yawn, grips my heart like a claw, splits apart like a [C#] jaw, like an eye. _
[G#m] And she asks [B] me [C#] with a sigh.
And [F#] we're [C#] so fucking right when we're [G#] losing the fight and we're [B] letting the light weaken.
[C#] It's a feeling _ [G#m] of oh, _
_ [B] _ is there [C#] a hand to hold [F#] in this scene?
I'm so [G#m] fucking right when we're losing _ [C#] the fight and we're [B] letting the light weaken. _
I [F#] wanna smile [G#m] like a sweet shadow and kiss that's as [C#] sharp as a knife.
The [B] day _ expires [F#] and the dry [G#m] crap tremor lifts.
I've got something to put [C#] this kiss inside and I [B] lift them up to [F#] you.
I'd like to [G#m] bear witness [C#] to a light that is fine and is filling the crying of stars.
_ [D#m] Grace in each face that is making the wasted, [D#] is broken as ones [C#] fairly fly.
_ [B] Love that is innocent of that old cynical, covetous, [C#] cancerous vibe.
And [G#m] a beauty [B] _ [C#] that _ annihilates [F#] all life.
Like it's lifting [C#] these knives, holding your [G#m] hatred tight like a sign [B] that you're blind or you're [F#] strong.
When it grows [C#] a shit-tide, I will dream [G#m] you tonight and my dream will [B] just sweep you [F#] along.
When all [C#] fire's at bay and we're shucking [G#m] our plans and we're too [B] weak to stand on our [C#] two feet.
[G#m] Alone _ is [B] _ _ where [C#] I have to go.
[F#] _ _ [D#] _ _ [F#] _ _ [D#m] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ [D#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I'm abandoned in a show by a man holding hands [C#] with his wife.
[D#] On a bare of this couch with his face to the ground after fucking around [C#] countless nights.
And [B] there's this one episode, closed off cameras, [C#m] showing him crying.
His [G#m] red head [B] and his [C#] red eyes.
[D#m] I'm abandoned in a show about a boy being [C#] buried alive.
_ [D#m] From his head to his toes by a criminal but with a sensitive soul and a set [C#] of raccoon eyes.
And [B] there's this scene in the show when a hustler knows [C#] he's gonna die.
The [G#m] ground [B] opens and he [C#] climbs inside.
_ [F#] And as he speaks [C#] his last line, if I fall [G#] through his mind, I'll pick [B] it up right through the [C#] teeth. _ _
[G#] Oh oh, _ _ [B] _ is there [C#] a hand to hold in this [F#] scene? _
_ [G#m] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ [D#] A man and a dream [D#m] and they're dancing in front of [C#] my eyes.
As a [D#m] queen formed out of flaws with eyes all gone odd and a rod bolted [C#] into her spine.
She [B] rises up like a yawn, grips my heart like a claw, splits apart like a [C#] jaw, like an eye. _
[G#m] And she asks [B] me [C#] with a sigh.
And [F#] we're [C#] so fucking right when we're [G#] losing the fight and we're [B] letting the light weaken.
[C#] It's a feeling _ [G#m] of oh, _
_ [B] _ is there [C#] a hand to hold [F#] in this scene?
I'm so [G#m] fucking right when we're losing _ [C#] the fight and we're [B] letting the light weaken. _
I [F#] wanna smile [G#m] like a sweet shadow and kiss that's as [C#] sharp as a knife.
The [B] day _ expires [F#] and the dry [G#m] crap tremor lifts.
I've got something to put [C#] this kiss inside and I [B] lift them up to [F#] you.
I'd like to [G#m] bear witness [C#] to a light that is fine and is filling the crying of stars.
_ [D#m] Grace in each face that is making the wasted, [D#] is broken as ones [C#] fairly fly.
_ [B] Love that is innocent of that old cynical, covetous, [C#] cancerous vibe.
And [G#m] a beauty [B] _ [C#] that _ annihilates [F#] all life.
Like it's lifting [C#] these knives, holding your [G#m] hatred tight like a sign [B] that you're blind or you're [F#] strong.
When it grows [C#] a shit-tide, I will dream [G#m] you tonight and my dream will [B] just sweep you [F#] along.
When all [C#] fire's at bay and we're shucking [G#m] our plans and we're too [B] weak to stand on our [C#] two feet.
[G#m] Alone _ is [B] _ _ where [C#] I have to go.
[F#] _ _ [D#] _ _ [F#] _ _ [D#m] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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