A Comet Appears Tabulatur von Shins

Intro

Bm     A     G      D
Bm     A     D
Bm     A     G      D
G            A


Verse I

Bm      A            G    D
    One hand on this wily comet,
Bm      A                D
    Take a drink just to give me some weight,
Bm       A        G   D
    Some uber-man I'd make,
G                       A
    I'm barely a vapor


Bm         A      G        D
    They shone a chlorine light on,
Bm         A      D
    A host of individual sins,
Bm         A      G        D
    Let's carve my aging face off,
    A           D
    Fetch us a knife,
    A            D
    Start with my eyes,
    A            D
    Down so the lines,
            G        A
    Form a grimacing smile,


Bm      A            G       D
    Close your eyes to corral a virtue,
Bm      A           D
    Is this fooling anyone else?
Bm      A            G       D
    Never worked so long and hard,
G               A
    To cement a failure,


Bm          A          G       D
    We can blow on our thumbs and posture,
Bm          A                D
    But the lonely are such delicate things,
Bm      A            G    D
    The wind from a wasp could blow them,
    A        D
    Into the sea,
    A        D
    With stones on their feet,
    A        D                G         A
    Lost to the light and the loving we need,

Chorus:

G            D
    Still to come,
G             D            A
    The worst part and you know it,
G             D
    There is a numbness,
G             D            A                        Bm
    In your heart and it's growing,


=Solo Section=    Repeat 2x
         *you can whistle if you'd like. that's what I do.*
Bm     A     G      D
Bm     A     D
Bm     A     G      D
G            A

Verse II:

Bm          A          G       D
    With burnt sage and a forest of bygones,
Bm             A             D
   I click my heels, get the devils in line,
Bm          A          G       D
    A list of things I could lay the blame on,
  G                   A
    Might give me a way out,

Bm                A             G          D
    But with each turn it stays front and center,
Bm         A          D
    Like a dart stuck square in your eye,
Bm        A             G          D
    Every post you can hitch your faith on,
   A             D
    Is a pie in the sky,
   A             D
    Chock full of lies,
   A             D
   A tool we devise,
   G             A
   To make sinking stones fly,

Chorus:

G            D
    Still to come,
G             D            A
    The worst part and you know it,
G             D
    There is a numbness,
G             D            A                     Bm
    In your heart and it's growing,

Outro:

Bm     A      G      D
Bm     A      D