Color Be Gone Tab de uke por Tally Hall (Acordes Barítonos)

[Verse]
Dm       F                 Gm                  C    
On the darkened road, the saddest songs lift slowly 
       F
to her ears,
Dm          F               Gm             C     
Rounding corners, drifting into sound as visions 
              Gm F
soon appeared.

[Bridge]
F                            C
Head toward the transparent ledge of a dream,
             Bb            F              C
Takes just another step to get you there.
F                             C
Melts with the wisdom which drowns in white sound,
              Bb               F                 
Stay close, fantastic sieves pollute the air, and 
C
make us care.

[Chorus]
         Eb     A7  Eb     A7   Dm
Color be gone, aah.     Mmmm.

[Verse]
          F                 Gm                 
From the mellow trees, her slighted mind sights 
C                 F   Em A7 Dm
black lights overhead
         F               Bb         C              
Withered baritones, her skeletons reveal what's left
 F       Em
unsaid.

[Bridge]
                 Bb                 C
Head toward the manifest jester of meat,
               Gm               F         C
Here's to the whelming of the atmosphere.
                F                    C
Melts with the ice storm of waning machines,
           Gm              F              C
Hold for a moment when the makers share a hint of 
care.

[Chorus]
           Eb    A7  Eb     A7
Color be gone, aah.      Mmmm.

[Verse]
Bm        F#m      Bm      Dm
For those lost in Wonders Den,
Em     Gm                 C
Follow not the one who's sent.

Dm      Bm            Dm
Lift a finger to the sky,
Gm                             C
Light shall come and catch the eye.

Dm   F#m             Bm     Dm      Gm     Dm
Here until there's nothing left to mend...

[Break]
Em A7 Dm Gm C F Dm Gm C F Dm

[Verse]
        F             Gm               C        
On the other side, he calls for all commotion to 
F      Dm
await,
           F                  Gm              C    
Combs the grounds for those unguided seeking solace 
       F   Em
at the gate.

[Bridge]
                 F                  C
Head toward the bitter mirage of a queen,
                         F              C
Survived by members of a new frontier.
              Gm                   C
Melt from the odd and bizarre old routine,
         Gm           F                 C
Forgotten by a need to cry and hear the ones too 
clear.

[Chorus]
          Eb     A7
Color be gone, aaah,
          Eb     A7   Eb
Color be gone, aaah,
   A7   Em Dm Gm C  F
Mmmm.