Chords for Bright Eyes - A Scale, a Mirror and Those Indifferent clocks (lyrics in the description)
Tempo:
159.05 bpm
Chords used:
G
Em
C
F
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

Start Jamming...
Here's a scale, weigh it out, and you'll find these will be more [Em] than sufficient
of these colors you see.
We're [Am] picked in advance by some [C] careful hand with [F] an
absolute concept [G] of beauty.
They are [C] smeared and these blurs come in random order
[Em] and the color of the eyes of your former lovers, hers were [A] green [Am] like July, except
when she cried they [F] were red.
[G] Now I [C] know a disease that these doctors can't treat.
[Em] You contract on the day you accept [Em] all you see.
It's a [Am] mirror and a mirror is all
it [C] can be.
[F] A reflection of something [G] we're missing.
[C] And language just happened.
It was never [G] planned and it's inadequate to describe where I am in [Am] the room of my
house where the light's [C] never been.
[F] Waiting for this day to [G]
end.
And these [F] clocks keep
unwinding and completely ignore [Em]
everything that [Am] we hate or [G] adore.
Once the
[F] page of a calendar [G] is turned it's no more.
[Em] So tell me then what was it [Am]
for?
[G] Oh [F] tell [G] me what was [C] it for?
[Em]
[Am]
[Em]
[F] [G]
[C]
[Em]
[Am]
[F] [G]
[C]
[Em]
[Am]
[F] [G]
[C]
of these colors you see.
We're [Am] picked in advance by some [C] careful hand with [F] an
absolute concept [G] of beauty.
They are [C] smeared and these blurs come in random order
[Em] and the color of the eyes of your former lovers, hers were [A] green [Am] like July, except
when she cried they [F] were red.
[G] Now I [C] know a disease that these doctors can't treat.
[Em] You contract on the day you accept [Em] all you see.
It's a [Am] mirror and a mirror is all
it [C] can be.
[F] A reflection of something [G] we're missing.
[C] And language just happened.
It was never [G] planned and it's inadequate to describe where I am in [Am] the room of my
house where the light's [C] never been.
[F] Waiting for this day to [G]
end.
And these [F] clocks keep
unwinding and completely ignore [Em]
everything that [Am] we hate or [G] adore.
Once the
[F] page of a calendar [G] is turned it's no more.
[Em] So tell me then what was it [Am]
for?
[G] Oh [F] tell [G] me what was [C] it for?
[Em]
[Am]
[Em]
[F] [G]
[C]
[Em]
[Am]
[F] [G]
[C]
[Em]
[Am]
[F] [G]
[C]
Key:
G
Em
C
F
Am
G
Em
C
_ _ _ _ Here's a scale, weigh it out, and you'll find these will be more [Em] than sufficient
of these colors you see.
We're [Am] picked in advance by some [C] careful hand with [F] an
absolute _ concept [G] of beauty.
They are [C] smeared and these blurs come in random order
[Em] and the color of the eyes of your former lovers, hers were [A] green [Am] like July, _ except
when she cried they [F] were _ _ red.
[G] _ _ _ _ Now I [C] know a disease that these doctors can't treat.
[Em] You contract on the day you accept [Em] all you see.
It's a [Am] mirror and a mirror is all
it [C] can be.
[F] A reflection of _ something [G] we're missing.
_ _ [C] And language just happened.
It was never _ [G] planned and it's inadequate _ to describe where I am in [Am] the room of my
house where the light's [C] never been.
[F] Waiting for this day to [G] _
end.
And these [F] clocks keep _
unwinding and completely ignore _ [Em] _
_ _ everything that [Am] we hate or [G] adore.
Once the
[F] page of a calendar [G] is turned it's no more.
[Em] So tell me then what was it [Am] _
for?
[G] _ Oh [F] tell [G] me what was [C] it for? _ _ _ _ _
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_ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
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of these colors you see.
We're [Am] picked in advance by some [C] careful hand with [F] an
absolute _ concept [G] of beauty.
They are [C] smeared and these blurs come in random order
[Em] and the color of the eyes of your former lovers, hers were [A] green [Am] like July, _ except
when she cried they [F] were _ _ red.
[G] _ _ _ _ Now I [C] know a disease that these doctors can't treat.
[Em] You contract on the day you accept [Em] all you see.
It's a [Am] mirror and a mirror is all
it [C] can be.
[F] A reflection of _ something [G] we're missing.
_ _ [C] And language just happened.
It was never _ [G] planned and it's inadequate _ to describe where I am in [Am] the room of my
house where the light's [C] never been.
[F] Waiting for this day to [G] _
end.
And these [F] clocks keep _
unwinding and completely ignore _ [Em] _
_ _ everything that [Am] we hate or [G] adore.
Once the
[F] page of a calendar [G] is turned it's no more.
[Em] So tell me then what was it [Am] _
for?
[G] _ Oh [F] tell [G] me what was [C] it for? _ _ _ _ _
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_ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
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