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The Hush Sound - Wine Red chords
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Any questions or comments message me at chochizle@yahoo.com The Hush Sound -Wine Red Standard Tuning Enjoy!!! Cm G# G Eb A# A e|--3--|--4--|--3--|--6--|--6--|--5--| B|--4--|--4--|--3--|--8--|--6--|--5--| G|--5--|--5--|--4--|--8--|--7--|--6--| D|--5--|--6--|--5--|--8--|--8--|--7--| A|--3--|--6--|--5--|--6--|--8--|--7--| E|--X--|--4--|--3--|--X--|--6--|--5--| [ Tab from: http://www.guitaretab.com/t/the-hush-sound/201949.html ] Cm G# Who shot that arrow in your throat? G Cm Who missed the crimson apple? G# G It hung heavy on the tree above your head. Cm G# G This chaos, this calamity, this garden once was perfect. Cm G# G Give your immortality to me, I’ll set you up against the stars. Cm G# G Glor-or-or-ri-uh, we lied, we can’t go on. Cm G# G This is the time and this is the place to be alive. Cm Who shot that arrow in your throat? G# G Who missed the crimson apple? Cm G# G And there’s a discord in the garden tonight. G# Eb A# The sea’s wine red, this is the death of beauty. A# A G# Eb A# The doves have died, the lovers have lied. Cm G# G I cut the arrow from your neck, stretched you beneath the trees Cm G# G Among the roots and baby breath I covered us with silver leaves. Cm G# G Glor-or-or-ri-uh, we lied, we can’t go on. Cm G# G This is the time and this is the place to be alive. G# Eb A# The sea’s wine red, this is the death of beauty. A# A G# Eb A# The doves have died, the lovers have lied. A# A ----------------------------------------------------------------------| 7bu---7bd---7bu-------------------------------------------------------| ---------------------------0--1-0-------------------0--1-0------------| ------------------------1----------1--------------1---------1---------| -------------------1-3-------------------------3----------------------| -----------------3---------------------4-4-3-3-----------------4-4-3-3| G# Eb A# The sea’s wine red, this is the death of beauty. A# A G# Eb A# The doves have died, the lovers have lied. A# A G# Eb A# The sea’s wine red, this is the death of beauty. A# A G# Eb A# A# A G# The doves have died, the lovers have lied.  |