Chords for The Shins - Pink Bullets [OFFICIAL VIDEO] (Remastered)
Tempo:
110.4 bpm
Chords used:
F
Gm
C
Bb
Eb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
![The Shins - Pink Bullets [OFFICIAL VIDEO] (Remastered) chords](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/3XBabozrPGA/mqdefault.jpg)
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[Gm]
[F] [Gm]
[C] [Gm]
[F] [C] [Gm]
[F] [C] [Gm]
I [F] was just bony [C] and [Gm]
cold as a winter [C] pole.
[Gm]
You [F] held a warm [C] stone out [Gm] near, flowing blood to [F] hold.
[C] [Gm]
Oh what [F] a [C] [Gm] contrast you were, with roots in [F] the [C] hearth.
[Gm]
My demi-gland [F] [C] fingers held [Gm] a decent animal.
[F] [Bb]
Over the [F] round parts [Bb] you tossed, the scent of your [F] skin and some foreign [Bb] flowers.
Tied to [F] a brick, sweet as [Ab] a song, the years have [Eb] been short but the [C] days were long.
[F] [Gm]
Cool of [F] a [C] temperate [Gm] breeze, from dark skies to [F] wet grass.
[Gm]
We fell in [F] a field, it [Gm] seems now a thousand summers [F] past.
[C] [Gm]
When the kite lines [F] first crossed, [Gm]
we tied them [F] into knots.
[C] [Gm]
To finally [F] [C] fly [Gm] apart, we had to cut them [F] off.
[Bb]
Since then it's [F] been a book, you [Bb] read in reverse.
So you [F] understand less as the [Bb] pages turn.
A movie [F] so crass and [Ab] awkwardly cast, even [Eb] I could be [Bb] the star.
[Eb]
[F] I don't look [Ab] back much as [Bb] a rule.
[Eb]
In [F] others, way [Ab] before murder was [Bb] cool.
[Eb]
But [F] your memory is here and [Bb] I'd like it [Eb] to stay.
[F] Warm light on a [Gm] winter day.
[D] [Gm] [F]
[C] [Gm]
[C] [Gm] [C]
[Gm]
[C] [Gm]
[C] [Bb] Over [F] the round [Bb] parts you tossed, the scent of your [F] skin and some foreign [Bb] flowers.
Tied to [F] a brick, sweet as [Ab] a song, the years have been [Eb]
short but the days go [Ab] slowly by.
Two [Eb] loose kites falling from the [Ab] sky, drawn to [Eb] the ground and an end to [C] fly.
[F] [Gm]
[C] [Gm]
[F] [C] [Gm]
[F] [C] [Gm]
I [F] was just bony [C] and [Gm]
cold as a winter [C] pole.
[Gm]
You [F] held a warm [C] stone out [Gm] near, flowing blood to [F] hold.
[C] [Gm]
Oh what [F] a [C] [Gm] contrast you were, with roots in [F] the [C] hearth.
[Gm]
My demi-gland [F] [C] fingers held [Gm] a decent animal.
[F] [Bb]
Over the [F] round parts [Bb] you tossed, the scent of your [F] skin and some foreign [Bb] flowers.
Tied to [F] a brick, sweet as [Ab] a song, the years have [Eb] been short but the [C] days were long.
[F] [Gm]
Cool of [F] a [C] temperate [Gm] breeze, from dark skies to [F] wet grass.
[Gm]
We fell in [F] a field, it [Gm] seems now a thousand summers [F] past.
[C] [Gm]
When the kite lines [F] first crossed, [Gm]
we tied them [F] into knots.
[C] [Gm]
To finally [F] [C] fly [Gm] apart, we had to cut them [F] off.
[Bb]
Since then it's [F] been a book, you [Bb] read in reverse.
So you [F] understand less as the [Bb] pages turn.
A movie [F] so crass and [Ab] awkwardly cast, even [Eb] I could be [Bb] the star.
[Eb]
[F] I don't look [Ab] back much as [Bb] a rule.
[Eb]
In [F] others, way [Ab] before murder was [Bb] cool.
[Eb]
But [F] your memory is here and [Bb] I'd like it [Eb] to stay.
[F] Warm light on a [Gm] winter day.
[D] [Gm] [F]
[C] [Gm]
[C] [Gm] [C]
[Gm]
[C] [Gm]
[C] [Bb] Over [F] the round [Bb] parts you tossed, the scent of your [F] skin and some foreign [Bb] flowers.
Tied to [F] a brick, sweet as [Ab] a song, the years have been [Eb]
short but the days go [Ab] slowly by.
Two [Eb] loose kites falling from the [Ab] sky, drawn to [Eb] the ground and an end to [C] fly.
Key:
F
Gm
C
Bb
Eb
F
Gm
C
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [Gm] _ _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [Gm] _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ [Gm] _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ [Gm] _ _
I [F] was just bony [C] and [Gm] _
cold as a winter [C] pole.
_ _ [Gm] _ _
You [F] held a warm [C] stone out [Gm] near, flowing blood to [F] hold.
[C] _ _ _ [Gm] _ _
Oh what [F] a [C] _ [Gm] contrast you were, with roots in [F] the [C] hearth.
_ [Gm] _
My demi-gland [F] [C] fingers held [Gm] a decent animal.
[F] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
Over the [F] round parts [Bb] you tossed, the scent of your [F] skin and some foreign [Bb] flowers.
Tied to [F] a brick, sweet as [Ab] a song, the years have [Eb] been short but the [C] days were long. _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
Cool of [F] a [C] temperate [Gm] breeze, from dark skies to [F] wet grass.
_ [Gm] _ _
We fell in [F] a field, it [Gm] seems now a thousand summers [F] past.
[C] _ _ [Gm] _ _
When the kite lines [F] first crossed, [Gm] _ _
we tied them [F] into knots.
[C] _ _ [Gm] _
To finally [F] [C] fly [Gm] apart, we had to cut them [F] off.
_ _ [Bb] _ _
Since then it's [F] been a book, you [Bb] read in reverse.
So you [F] understand less as the [Bb] pages turn.
A movie [F] so crass and [Ab] awkwardly cast, even [Eb] I could be [Bb] the star. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ [F] I don't look [Ab] back much as [Bb] a rule.
_ _ [Eb] _ _
In [F] others, _ way [Ab] before murder was [Bb] cool.
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _
But [F] your memory is here and [Bb] I'd like it [Eb] to stay. _ _ _ _
_ [F] Warm light on _ _ a [Gm] winter day. _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ [C] _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ Over [F] the round [Bb] parts you tossed, the scent of your [F] skin and some foreign [Bb] flowers.
_ Tied to [F] a brick, sweet as [Ab] a song, the years have been [Eb]
short but the days go [Ab] slowly by.
Two [Eb] loose kites falling from the [Ab] sky, _ drawn to [Eb] the ground and an end to [C] fly. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [Gm] _ _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [Gm] _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ [Gm] _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ [Gm] _ _
I [F] was just bony [C] and [Gm] _
cold as a winter [C] pole.
_ _ [Gm] _ _
You [F] held a warm [C] stone out [Gm] near, flowing blood to [F] hold.
[C] _ _ _ [Gm] _ _
Oh what [F] a [C] _ [Gm] contrast you were, with roots in [F] the [C] hearth.
_ [Gm] _
My demi-gland [F] [C] fingers held [Gm] a decent animal.
[F] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
Over the [F] round parts [Bb] you tossed, the scent of your [F] skin and some foreign [Bb] flowers.
Tied to [F] a brick, sweet as [Ab] a song, the years have [Eb] been short but the [C] days were long. _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
Cool of [F] a [C] temperate [Gm] breeze, from dark skies to [F] wet grass.
_ [Gm] _ _
We fell in [F] a field, it [Gm] seems now a thousand summers [F] past.
[C] _ _ [Gm] _ _
When the kite lines [F] first crossed, [Gm] _ _
we tied them [F] into knots.
[C] _ _ [Gm] _
To finally [F] [C] fly [Gm] apart, we had to cut them [F] off.
_ _ [Bb] _ _
Since then it's [F] been a book, you [Bb] read in reverse.
So you [F] understand less as the [Bb] pages turn.
A movie [F] so crass and [Ab] awkwardly cast, even [Eb] I could be [Bb] the star. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ [F] I don't look [Ab] back much as [Bb] a rule.
_ _ [Eb] _ _
In [F] others, _ way [Ab] before murder was [Bb] cool.
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _
But [F] your memory is here and [Bb] I'd like it [Eb] to stay. _ _ _ _
_ [F] Warm light on _ _ a [Gm] winter day. _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ [C] _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ Over [F] the round [Bb] parts you tossed, the scent of your [F] skin and some foreign [Bb] flowers.
_ Tied to [F] a brick, sweet as [Ab] a song, the years have been [Eb]
short but the days go [Ab] slowly by.
Two [Eb] loose kites falling from the [Ab] sky, _ drawn to [Eb] the ground and an end to [C] fly. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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