Chords for 風のささやき
Tempo:
86.7 bpm
Chords used:
Bbm
F
Ab
Gb
Bb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Bbm]
Round like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within [F] a wheel, never ending or [C] beginning,
[Bbm] on an ever spinning wheel.
Like a snowball [Bb] down a mountain, or a carnival
balloon, like a [Ebm] carousel that's [Ab] turning, running rings around the moon.
Like a clock whose [Gb] hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face, and the world is
like [F] an apple, whirling [G] silently in space.
Like the circles [F] that you find in the windmills
[Bbm] of your mind.
[F]
[Bbm] Like a tunnel that you follow, [Fm] to a tunnel
[Ebm] of its own, down a hollow to a [F] cavern, where the sun [Bbm] has never shone.
Like a door [Bb] that keeps revolving in a half [Ab] forgotten dream, or the ripples from a pebble
someone [Db] tosses in a stream.
[Ab] Like a clock whose hands are [Gb] sweeping past
the minutes of its face, and the [C] world is like an apple, [F] whirling silently [Em] in space.
Like the circles that you [F] find in the [Bbm] windmills of your mind.
[Bb] [Eb]
[Db] [Ab]
[Gb] [Eb]
[Bbm] Is that jingle [Ab] in your pocket?
Is that jangle in your head?
Why did summer go so quickly?
Was it something [Db] that you said?
Lovers walk along the shore, leave their [Bbm] footprints in the sand.
Was the sound of distant drumming [C] just the fingers of your hand?
Pictures [Ab] hanging in a hallway, [Bb] and a [Eb] fragment of a song.
[Db] Half remembered names and faces, [Ab] but to whom [Db] do they belong?
When you knew [Cm] that it was over, [Gb] were you [F] suddenly aware,
that the autumn leaves were turning to the color [Bbm] of his hair?
Like a circle in a spiral, like a [Gb] wheel within a wheel,
never [C] ending or beginning, [F] on an ever [Em] spinning reel.
[A] As the [Bbm] images unwind, like the circles that you [Eb] find,
in the windmills of [Bbm] your mind.
[G] [Gb] [Eb]
[Bb]
Round like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within [F] a wheel, never ending or [C] beginning,
[Bbm] on an ever spinning wheel.
Like a snowball [Bb] down a mountain, or a carnival
balloon, like a [Ebm] carousel that's [Ab] turning, running rings around the moon.
Like a clock whose [Gb] hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face, and the world is
like [F] an apple, whirling [G] silently in space.
Like the circles [F] that you find in the windmills
[Bbm] of your mind.
[F]
[Bbm] Like a tunnel that you follow, [Fm] to a tunnel
[Ebm] of its own, down a hollow to a [F] cavern, where the sun [Bbm] has never shone.
Like a door [Bb] that keeps revolving in a half [Ab] forgotten dream, or the ripples from a pebble
someone [Db] tosses in a stream.
[Ab] Like a clock whose hands are [Gb] sweeping past
the minutes of its face, and the [C] world is like an apple, [F] whirling silently [Em] in space.
Like the circles that you [F] find in the [Bbm] windmills of your mind.
[Bb] [Eb]
[Db] [Ab]
[Gb] [Eb]
[Bbm] Is that jingle [Ab] in your pocket?
Is that jangle in your head?
Why did summer go so quickly?
Was it something [Db] that you said?
Lovers walk along the shore, leave their [Bbm] footprints in the sand.
Was the sound of distant drumming [C] just the fingers of your hand?
Pictures [Ab] hanging in a hallway, [Bb] and a [Eb] fragment of a song.
[Db] Half remembered names and faces, [Ab] but to whom [Db] do they belong?
When you knew [Cm] that it was over, [Gb] were you [F] suddenly aware,
that the autumn leaves were turning to the color [Bbm] of his hair?
Like a circle in a spiral, like a [Gb] wheel within a wheel,
never [C] ending or beginning, [F] on an ever [Em] spinning reel.
[A] As the [Bbm] images unwind, like the circles that you [Eb] find,
in the windmills of [Bbm] your mind.
[G] [Gb] [Eb]
[Bb]
Key:
Bbm
F
Ab
Gb
Bb
Bbm
F
Ab
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[Bbm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Round like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within [F] a wheel, never ending or [C] beginning,
[Bbm] on an ever spinning wheel.
Like a snowball [Bb] down a mountain, or a carnival
balloon, like a [Ebm] carousel that's [Ab] turning, running rings around the moon.
Like a clock whose [Gb] hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face, and the world is
like [F] an apple, whirling [G] silently in space.
Like the circles [F] that you find in the windmills
[Bbm] of your mind. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
[Bbm] _ Like a tunnel that you follow, [Fm] to a tunnel
[Ebm] of its own, down a hollow to a [F] cavern, where the sun [Bbm] has never shone.
Like a door [Bb] that keeps revolving in a half [Ab] forgotten dream, or the ripples from a pebble
someone [Db] tosses in a stream.
[Ab] Like a clock whose hands are [Gb] sweeping past
the minutes of its face, and the [C] world is like an apple, [F] whirling silently [Em] in space.
Like the circles that you [F] find in the [Bbm] windmills of your _ mind. _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
_ [Db] _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Gb] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bbm] _ Is that jingle [Ab] in your pocket?
Is that jangle in your head?
Why did summer go so quickly?
Was it something [Db] that you said?
Lovers walk along the shore, leave their [Bbm] footprints in the sand.
Was the sound of distant drumming [C] just the fingers of your hand?
Pictures [Ab] hanging in a hallway, [Bb] and a [Eb] fragment of a song.
[Db] Half remembered names and faces, [Ab] but to whom [Db] do they belong?
When you knew [Cm] that it was over, [Gb] were you [F] suddenly aware,
that the autumn leaves were turning to the color [Bbm] of his hair? _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Like a circle in a spiral, like a [Gb] wheel within a wheel,
never [C] ending or beginning, [F] on an ever [Em] spinning reel.
[A] As the [Bbm] images unwind, like the circles that you [Eb] find,
in the windmills of [Bbm] your mind.
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [Gb] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Bbm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Round like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within [F] a wheel, never ending or [C] beginning,
[Bbm] on an ever spinning wheel.
Like a snowball [Bb] down a mountain, or a carnival
balloon, like a [Ebm] carousel that's [Ab] turning, running rings around the moon.
Like a clock whose [Gb] hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face, and the world is
like [F] an apple, whirling [G] silently in space.
Like the circles [F] that you find in the windmills
[Bbm] of your mind. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
[Bbm] _ Like a tunnel that you follow, [Fm] to a tunnel
[Ebm] of its own, down a hollow to a [F] cavern, where the sun [Bbm] has never shone.
Like a door [Bb] that keeps revolving in a half [Ab] forgotten dream, or the ripples from a pebble
someone [Db] tosses in a stream.
[Ab] Like a clock whose hands are [Gb] sweeping past
the minutes of its face, and the [C] world is like an apple, [F] whirling silently [Em] in space.
Like the circles that you [F] find in the [Bbm] windmills of your _ mind. _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
_ [Db] _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Gb] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bbm] _ Is that jingle [Ab] in your pocket?
Is that jangle in your head?
Why did summer go so quickly?
Was it something [Db] that you said?
Lovers walk along the shore, leave their [Bbm] footprints in the sand.
Was the sound of distant drumming [C] just the fingers of your hand?
Pictures [Ab] hanging in a hallway, [Bb] and a [Eb] fragment of a song.
[Db] Half remembered names and faces, [Ab] but to whom [Db] do they belong?
When you knew [Cm] that it was over, [Gb] were you [F] suddenly aware,
that the autumn leaves were turning to the color [Bbm] of his hair? _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Like a circle in a spiral, like a [Gb] wheel within a wheel,
never [C] ending or beginning, [F] on an ever [Em] spinning reel.
[A] As the [Bbm] images unwind, like the circles that you [Eb] find,
in the windmills of [Bbm] your mind.
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [Gb] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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