Chords for Death Cab For Cutie - Transatlanticism Demos - "Expo 86" (Audio)
Tempo:
99.4 bpm
Chords used:
A
Abm
Dbm
B
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A] [Abm]
[A] [Abm]
Sometimes I think the cycle never ends We slide from top to bottom and we turn and
climb again And I don't even have the time to figure what
it's worth The squeaking of our skin against the steel
is getting worse But if I move my place in my arms
And I have waited, the anticipation's got me glued
I [B] am waiting for something to go wrong I am waiting for a familiar reason
[E]
[A] [Abm]
[A] Sometimes [Abm] I think that I don't have the skills to recollect
The twists and turns, the thought that turned us from lovers to friends
I'm thinking I should take that volume back up off the shelf
And brush off all the dust and reeds to help remind myself
But if I move my place in my arms And I have waited, the anticipation's got
me glued I [B] am waiting for something to go wrong
I am waiting for a familiar reason [Dbm] I am waiting for another repeat
As [A] the hours turn to days, the terms to weeks I [B] am waiting for that century to leave
I am waiting for you to split the scene [Dbm] And make it just like it was when we were
young Before [A] we knew that this day would ever come
[Gb] [E] [A] [E]
[Gb] [A]
[A] [Dbm]
Sometimes I think [A] the [Abm] cycle never ends You slide from top to bottom, then return
and gone again And I don't even have the time [A] to figure what
it's worth [Dbm] The squeaking of our skin against [A] the steel
is getting worse [Abm]
The [A] squeaking of [Abm] our skin against the steel
is getting worse [Abm]
The squeaking of our skin against [A] the steel
is getting worse The squeaking of our skin against the steel
is getting worse The squeaking of our skin against the steel
is getting worse The [Abm] squeaking of our skin against the steel
is getting worse The [A] [Abm] squeaking of our skin against the steel
is getting worse The squeaking of our skin against the steel
is getting worse
[A] [Abm]
[A]
[Abm]
[A]
[Abm]
[Dbm]
[A] [Abm]
Sometimes I think the cycle never ends We slide from top to bottom and we turn and
climb again And I don't even have the time to figure what
it's worth The squeaking of our skin against the steel
is getting worse But if I move my place in my arms
And I have waited, the anticipation's got me glued
I [B] am waiting for something to go wrong I am waiting for a familiar reason
[E]
[A] [Abm]
[A] Sometimes [Abm] I think that I don't have the skills to recollect
The twists and turns, the thought that turned us from lovers to friends
I'm thinking I should take that volume back up off the shelf
And brush off all the dust and reeds to help remind myself
But if I move my place in my arms And I have waited, the anticipation's got
me glued I [B] am waiting for something to go wrong
I am waiting for a familiar reason [Dbm] I am waiting for another repeat
As [A] the hours turn to days, the terms to weeks I [B] am waiting for that century to leave
I am waiting for you to split the scene [Dbm] And make it just like it was when we were
young Before [A] we knew that this day would ever come
[Gb] [E] [A] [E]
[Gb] [A]
[A] [Dbm]
Sometimes I think [A] the [Abm] cycle never ends You slide from top to bottom, then return
and gone again And I don't even have the time [A] to figure what
it's worth [Dbm] The squeaking of our skin against [A] the steel
is getting worse [Abm]
The [A] squeaking of [Abm] our skin against the steel
is getting worse [Abm]
The squeaking of our skin against [A] the steel
is getting worse The squeaking of our skin against the steel
is getting worse The squeaking of our skin against the steel
is getting worse The [Abm] squeaking of our skin against the steel
is getting worse The [A] [Abm] squeaking of our skin against the steel
is getting worse The squeaking of our skin against the steel
is getting worse
[A] [Abm]
[A]
[Abm]
[A]
[Abm]
[Dbm]
Key:
A
Abm
Dbm
B
E
A
Abm
Dbm
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_ _ [A] _ [Abm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [Abm] _
Sometimes I think the cycle never ends We slide from top to bottom and we turn and
climb again And I don't even have the time to figure what
it's worth The squeaking of our skin against the steel
is getting worse But if I move my place in my _ arms _ _ _ _
And I have waited, the _ _ anticipation's got me glued
_ _ _ _ I [B] am waiting for something to go wrong I am waiting for a familiar _ reason
_ [E] _
_ _ [A] _ [Abm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ Sometimes [Abm] I think that I don't have the skills to recollect
The twists and turns, the thought that turned us from lovers to friends
I'm thinking I should take that volume back up off the shelf
And brush off all the dust and reeds to help remind myself _
But if I move my place in my arms And _ _ _ _ _ I have waited, the _ _ anticipation's got
me glued I _ _ _ [B] am waiting for something to go wrong
I am waiting for a familiar reason _ [Dbm] I am waiting for another repeat
_ As [A] the hours turn to days, the terms to weeks I [B] am waiting for that century to leave
I am waiting for you to split the scene [Dbm] And make it just like it was when we were
young Before [A] we knew that this day would ever come _
[Gb] _ _ [E] _ [A] _ _ _ [E] _ _
[Gb] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ [Dbm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Sometimes I think [A] the [Abm] cycle never ends You slide from top to bottom, then return
and gone again And I don't even have the time [A] to figure what
it's worth [Dbm] The squeaking of our skin against [A] the steel
is getting worse _ [Abm] _
The [A] _ _ _ _ squeaking of [Abm] our skin against the steel
is getting worse _ [Abm] _
The _ _ _ _ squeaking of our skin against [A] the steel
is getting worse _ The _ _ _ _ _ squeaking of our skin against the steel
is getting worse _ The _ _ _ _ _ squeaking of our skin against the steel
is getting worse _ _ The _ [Abm] _ _ _ squeaking of our skin against the steel
is getting worse _ The _ [A] _ [Abm] _ _ _ squeaking of our skin against the steel
is getting worse _ The _ _ _ _ _ squeaking of our skin against the steel
is getting worse _ _
_ _ [A] _ [Abm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Abm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Abm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Dbm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ [Abm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [Abm] _
Sometimes I think the cycle never ends We slide from top to bottom and we turn and
climb again And I don't even have the time to figure what
it's worth The squeaking of our skin against the steel
is getting worse But if I move my place in my _ arms _ _ _ _
And I have waited, the _ _ anticipation's got me glued
_ _ _ _ I [B] am waiting for something to go wrong I am waiting for a familiar _ reason
_ [E] _
_ _ [A] _ [Abm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ Sometimes [Abm] I think that I don't have the skills to recollect
The twists and turns, the thought that turned us from lovers to friends
I'm thinking I should take that volume back up off the shelf
And brush off all the dust and reeds to help remind myself _
But if I move my place in my arms And _ _ _ _ _ I have waited, the _ _ anticipation's got
me glued I _ _ _ [B] am waiting for something to go wrong
I am waiting for a familiar reason _ [Dbm] I am waiting for another repeat
_ As [A] the hours turn to days, the terms to weeks I [B] am waiting for that century to leave
I am waiting for you to split the scene [Dbm] And make it just like it was when we were
young Before [A] we knew that this day would ever come _
[Gb] _ _ [E] _ [A] _ _ _ [E] _ _
[Gb] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ [Dbm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Sometimes I think [A] the [Abm] cycle never ends You slide from top to bottom, then return
and gone again And I don't even have the time [A] to figure what
it's worth [Dbm] The squeaking of our skin against [A] the steel
is getting worse _ [Abm] _
The [A] _ _ _ _ squeaking of [Abm] our skin against the steel
is getting worse _ [Abm] _
The _ _ _ _ squeaking of our skin against [A] the steel
is getting worse _ The _ _ _ _ _ squeaking of our skin against the steel
is getting worse _ The _ _ _ _ _ squeaking of our skin against the steel
is getting worse _ _ The _ [Abm] _ _ _ squeaking of our skin against the steel
is getting worse _ The _ [A] _ [Abm] _ _ _ squeaking of our skin against the steel
is getting worse _ The _ _ _ _ _ squeaking of our skin against the steel
is getting worse _ _
_ _ [A] _ [Abm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Abm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Abm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Dbm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _