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Fred Thomas - Wet As A Cloud tab
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Song: "Wet as a Cloud" Artist: Fred Thomas Tabbed by: Nathan Quig, 2008 E-mail: qsabre@gmail.com Band Site: http://www.citycenternyc.blogspot.com/ ============================================================================ Intro: G Verse 1: G Give up the ghost C G Hold me close G C G Sing me the song that you love most G D Em C The words hang like diamonds with music inside them Em C Colliding in time with your mouth G Find me alone C G Walk me home G C G Show me a world I've not yet known G D Em C The buildings are breathing they cry while they're sleeping Em C We're hurting their feelings somehow [ Tab from: http://www.guitaretab.com/f/fred-thomas/105870.html ] C D So send an apology made of technology Em C Bricks turn to circuits instead C D Sing like a microphone, talk like a telephone Em C Watch like a film in your head C Bleed like a needle D Em C Don’t listen to people, they only say things so that something gets said C Cough like a cigarette D Turn like a tourniquet Em C Burn like a fire truck, red C D Sleep like a pillow and wake like a window Em C In winter with snow-covered ledge C D The birds will return soon to bend round your bedroom Em C While radios talk to the dead C G Will you dream like bed, dream like a bed (Pause) Verse 2: (repeat previous chord pattern) Whisper and speak Touch my cheek Show me the smile that makes me weak Cars crash whenever we kiss everything vanishes Sweetness is all I feel Write on my hand Understand Breathe in the way only you can You know that you are both the love note caught in my throat and the hope that it’s real So end like a funeral send out the usual static release from your lungs Swallow like medicine I think you’re better that anything under the sun Oh, life re-mystified Oh, walking valentine Oh, unimaginable love Smoke like a factory, steal my identity Sell it right back to me now Break like tradition in need of revision Transmissions will listen like sound Think like a memory, warm and Septembery Endlessly coming unwound ‘Till you find yourself out with the graves in the ground Tears rolling out of eyes as wet as a cloud But it’s only the sound of your joy coming down  |