Jejune Stars Chords by Bright Eyes
Tempo:
147.15 bpm
Chords used:
A
E
D
F#m
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D] [F#m]
[A] [F] [F#m] Every new day is a gift, it's a song [A] of redemption.
[F#m] Any expression of love is a way [A] to return.
[D] To that place that I think of so often but I [A] never mention.
The one, [E] the voice in the back of my head says that I [F#m] don't deserve.
Come fire, come water, come karma, we're all in [A] transition.
[F#m] The wheel of becoming erases the physical [A]
mind.
[D] Still all that remains is a staircase of [A] misinformation.
[E] And the code we inherit, the [A] basis, the [F#m] essence of life.
[Bm] So I've got an umbrella [E] under my arm, [A] into the green [D] of the radar.
How [Bm] did it [E] get so [A] dark in the day?
[Bm] It's just [E] so bizarre, [A] is it true [D] what we're made [Bm] of?
Why [E] do I hide [A] from the rain?
[F#m]
[D] [F#m] Inside some cloudy nostalgia where there [A] are no features.
[F#m] Look at ourselves through a porthole, the passage of [A]
time.
[D] See that sunny day that we snuck up here under the bleachers.
[E] Just as the bandwash, everything [D] fell in [F#m] line.
[A] [E] [D]
[Bm] So I've got an umbrella [E] under my arm, [A] into the green [D] of the radar.
[Bm] How did I [E] get so [A] lost, I'm amazed.
[Bm] It's just [E] so bizarre, [A] all the things [D] I'm afraid [Bm] of.
Why do [E] I hide [B] from the [A] rain?
[F#]
[E] [A]
[D] [F#]
[B] [A]
[F#] Sure I have my [D] doubts, but I know it [A] now.
We [E] are such [D] a star.
[F#] So it starts [D] again, at our childhood's [A] edge.
Our [E] values had [D] it hard, hard.
[F#m]
So [B] I've got an umbrella under [E] my arm, into the green [D] of the radar.
[B] How did it [E] get so dark [A] in the day?
[F#] It's just [E] so bizarre, if [Am] it's true what [D] we're made of.
[F#] Why do [E] I hide from the [A] rain?
[G#]
[D#] Somebody saw something and they said, hey, it looks like a [C] pomegranate.
And I don't know why I call it pomegranate, but it looks like a pomegranate.
Right?
And it became, no matter what language you spoke it in, syllables or frequencies,
it's the world [D#] of creation, the vibrating [Fm] strength of the
[A] [F] [F#m] Every new day is a gift, it's a song [A] of redemption.
[F#m] Any expression of love is a way [A] to return.
[D] To that place that I think of so often but I [A] never mention.
The one, [E] the voice in the back of my head says that I [F#m] don't deserve.
Come fire, come water, come karma, we're all in [A] transition.
[F#m] The wheel of becoming erases the physical [A]
mind.
[D] Still all that remains is a staircase of [A] misinformation.
[E] And the code we inherit, the [A] basis, the [F#m] essence of life.
[Bm] So I've got an umbrella [E] under my arm, [A] into the green [D] of the radar.
How [Bm] did it [E] get so [A] dark in the day?
[Bm] It's just [E] so bizarre, [A] is it true [D] what we're made [Bm] of?
Why [E] do I hide [A] from the rain?
[F#m]
[D] [F#m] Inside some cloudy nostalgia where there [A] are no features.
[F#m] Look at ourselves through a porthole, the passage of [A]
time.
[D] See that sunny day that we snuck up here under the bleachers.
[E] Just as the bandwash, everything [D] fell in [F#m] line.
[A] [E] [D]
[Bm] So I've got an umbrella [E] under my arm, [A] into the green [D] of the radar.
[Bm] How did I [E] get so [A] lost, I'm amazed.
[Bm] It's just [E] so bizarre, [A] all the things [D] I'm afraid [Bm] of.
Why do [E] I hide [B] from the [A] rain?
[F#]
[E] [A]
[D] [F#]
[B] [A]
[F#] Sure I have my [D] doubts, but I know it [A] now.
We [E] are such [D] a star.
[F#] So it starts [D] again, at our childhood's [A] edge.
Our [E] values had [D] it hard, hard.
[F#m]
So [B] I've got an umbrella under [E] my arm, into the green [D] of the radar.
[B] How did it [E] get so dark [A] in the day?
[F#] It's just [E] so bizarre, if [Am] it's true what [D] we're made of.
[F#] Why do [E] I hide from the [A] rain?
[G#]
[D#] Somebody saw something and they said, hey, it looks like a [C] pomegranate.
And I don't know why I call it pomegranate, but it looks like a pomegranate.
Right?
And it became, no matter what language you spoke it in, syllables or frequencies,
it's the world [D#] of creation, the vibrating [Fm] strength of the
Key:
A
E
D
F#m
Bm
A
E
D
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ [F] _ _ [F#m] Every new day is a gift, it's a song [A] of redemption. _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ Any expression of love is a way [A] to _ return.
_ _ _ [D] To that place that I think of so often but I [A] never _ _ mention.
_ The one, [E] the voice in the back of my head says that I [F#m] don't deserve. _
_ _ _ _ Come fire, come water, come karma, we're all in [A] transition. _
_ _ [F#m] _ The wheel of becoming erases the physical _ [A] _
mind.
_ _ [D] _ Still all that remains is a staircase of [A] _ _ misinformation.
_ _ _ [E] And the code we inherit, the [A] basis, the [F#m] essence of life. _
_ _ _ [Bm] So I've got an umbrella [E] under my arm, [A] into the green [D] of the radar.
How [Bm] _ _ did it [E] get so _ [A] dark in the day? _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ It's just [E] so bizarre, _ [A] is it true _ [D] what we're made [Bm] of?
_ Why [E] do I hide [A] from the rain? _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ Inside some cloudy nostalgia where there [A] are no features. _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ Look at ourselves through a porthole, the passage of [A] _ _
time.
[D] _ See that sunny day that we snuck up here under the _ _ _ _ bleachers.
_ [E] Just as the bandwash, everything [D] fell in [F#m] line. _
[A] _ _ [E] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ [Bm] So I've got an umbrella [E] under my arm, [A] into the green [D] of the radar.
_ [Bm] _ _ How did I [E] get so [A] lost, I'm _ amazed.
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ It's just [E] so bizarre, [A] all the things _ [D] I'm afraid _ [Bm] of.
_ Why do [E] I hide [B] from the [A] rain? _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ Sure I have my [D] doubts, _ but I know it _ [A] now.
We [E] are such [D] a _ star.
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ So it starts _ [D] again, _ at our childhood's _ [A] edge.
Our [E] values had [D] it _ hard, _ hard.
_ [F#m] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ So [B] I've got an umbrella under [E] my arm, into the green [D] of the radar.
_ [B] _ How did it [E] get so _ dark [A] in the day? _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ It's just [E] so bizarre, if [Am] it's true what [D] we're made of.
_ [F#] _ _ Why do [E] I hide from the [A] rain? _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D#] Somebody saw something and they said, hey, it looks like a [C] pomegranate.
And I don't know why I call it pomegranate, but it looks like a pomegranate.
Right?
And it became, no matter what language you spoke it in, _ syllables or frequencies,
it's the world [D#] of creation, the vibrating [Fm] strength of the
[D] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ [F] _ _ [F#m] Every new day is a gift, it's a song [A] of redemption. _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ Any expression of love is a way [A] to _ return.
_ _ _ [D] To that place that I think of so often but I [A] never _ _ mention.
_ The one, [E] the voice in the back of my head says that I [F#m] don't deserve. _
_ _ _ _ Come fire, come water, come karma, we're all in [A] transition. _
_ _ [F#m] _ The wheel of becoming erases the physical _ [A] _
mind.
_ _ [D] _ Still all that remains is a staircase of [A] _ _ misinformation.
_ _ _ [E] And the code we inherit, the [A] basis, the [F#m] essence of life. _
_ _ _ [Bm] So I've got an umbrella [E] under my arm, [A] into the green [D] of the radar.
How [Bm] _ _ did it [E] get so _ [A] dark in the day? _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ It's just [E] so bizarre, _ [A] is it true _ [D] what we're made [Bm] of?
_ Why [E] do I hide [A] from the rain? _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ Inside some cloudy nostalgia where there [A] are no features. _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ Look at ourselves through a porthole, the passage of [A] _ _
time.
[D] _ See that sunny day that we snuck up here under the _ _ _ _ bleachers.
_ [E] Just as the bandwash, everything [D] fell in [F#m] line. _
[A] _ _ [E] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ [Bm] So I've got an umbrella [E] under my arm, [A] into the green [D] of the radar.
_ [Bm] _ _ How did I [E] get so [A] lost, I'm _ amazed.
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ It's just [E] so bizarre, [A] all the things _ [D] I'm afraid _ [Bm] of.
_ Why do [E] I hide [B] from the [A] rain? _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ Sure I have my [D] doubts, _ but I know it _ [A] now.
We [E] are such [D] a _ star.
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ So it starts _ [D] again, _ at our childhood's _ [A] edge.
Our [E] values had [D] it _ hard, _ hard.
_ [F#m] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ So [B] I've got an umbrella under [E] my arm, into the green [D] of the radar.
_ [B] _ How did it [E] get so _ dark [A] in the day? _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ It's just [E] so bizarre, if [Am] it's true what [D] we're made of.
_ [F#] _ _ Why do [E] I hide from the [A] rain? _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D#] Somebody saw something and they said, hey, it looks like a [C] pomegranate.
And I don't know why I call it pomegranate, but it looks like a pomegranate.
Right?
And it became, no matter what language you spoke it in, _ syllables or frequencies,
it's the world [D#] of creation, the vibrating [Fm] strength of the