Wishing Well Tabulatur von The Airborne Toxic Event (für Baryton)

Intro:
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E 
Standing on a bus stop
E
Feeling your head pop
A
Out in the night
A
On the kind of night
E
Where you want to be out
E
On the street, on the street
A
Crawling up the walls
A
Like a cat in heat

E 
And the air is thin
E
And it blows through your skin
A
And you feel like something
A
Is about to begin
E
But you don't know what
E
And you don't know when
A
So you tear at your hair
A
And you scratch at your skin

E 
You wanna run away, run away
         A
Just get on the fucking train and leave today
               E
And it doesn't matter where you spend the night
               A
You just might end up somewhere in a fight, in a fight
   E
Or caught in your room on a concrete shelf
         
A
Fighting all alone, with yourself, with yourself
        E
And you just wanna feel like a coin that's been tossed
   A
In a wishing well, a wishing well

B 
A wishing well, a wishing well
      A
Well, you're tossed in the air
A
And you fell and you fell
            B
Through the dark blue waters
B
Where you cast your spell
A
Like you were just a wish that could turn out well


E B A


E 
So you stand on the corner
Where the angels sit
And you think to yourself,
"This is it, this is it,
        A
This is all that I have
All I can stand
Is this air in my lungs
And this coin in my hand
That you tossed in the air
And I fell, and I fell
        E
All the way to the bottom
Of the well, of the well
           E
Like those soft little secrets
                        E
That you tell, that you tell
E 
To yourself, when you think
                       A
No one's listening to, well

E
And the walls spin
E
And you're paper-thin
         A
From the haze of the smoke
A
And the mescaline
    E
The threat of your brow
E
Under unmade sheets
        A
In your ear with the noise
A
From the darkest streets
       E
We ran far and wide
E
You screamed, you cried
    A
You thought suicide was an alibi
             E
But you were always a mess
E
You were always aloof
             A
Yeah, it's awful, I guess
A
But it's the awful truth
       E
It was truth from the first
                           A
To the last words that she read

        B
And she emerged from the dark
B
Like a ghost in my head
           A
She said, "I haven't forgot
A
Any words that you said
       B
I just stare at the clocks
B
And I cry in my sleep
      A
And I tear up your letters
A
And I burn them in heaps
      B
And I gather the ashes

In that hole in the ground
         A
Where we fell

E B A