Chords for Night Castle - Trans-Siberian Orchestra
Tempo:
147.15 bpm
Chords used:
B
F#
F
F#m
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
I [F#m] have been this way before, check each window, every door [D] for a [F#] passage [F#m] through [D#]
[F#] this night.
[F#m] What each hallway has to say, every door's been checked in vain, [D] or a [F#] way to [F#m] [D#] reach [F#] that light.
[Bm] [B] As I'm moving deeper toward [B] this [Bm] castle's keeper, every stair seems [B] steeper.
Am I [Bm] risking my [F#] own life?
[F#m] Then a falcon in the air, looking down, returns my stare, [D] while she's [F#] [F#m] circling [D#]
[F#] around.
[F#m] Then she dies straight towards a wall, says she isn't there at [D] all, and is [F#] gone [F#m] with [D#] the
[F#] sound.
It's hollow.
[G] I have no choice but to follow what was solid, now it's hollow.
Stairways hidden behind curtains, realizing nothing is certain.
Suddenly, upstairs, I'm climbing, then through hallways, twisted, winding, then falcon on
her endeavor, through these stairs, let's go [C] forever on!
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[E]
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[Bm] [F] [B]
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[B] And in [F] that room, [B] an old man sitting [Bm] there, he's writing his last poem, and I'm writing [F] mine.
He's writing notes, [B] and drops them in the air, somewhere [F] outside, [B] upon an ocean [Bm] breeze,
which takes [F] them out, [B] past where [F] the eye can see.
[B]
[N]
[F#] this night.
[F#m] What each hallway has to say, every door's been checked in vain, [D] or a [F#] way to [F#m] [D#] reach [F#] that light.
[Bm] [B] As I'm moving deeper toward [B] this [Bm] castle's keeper, every stair seems [B] steeper.
Am I [Bm] risking my [F#] own life?
[F#m] Then a falcon in the air, looking down, returns my stare, [D] while she's [F#] [F#m] circling [D#]
[F#] around.
[F#m] Then she dies straight towards a wall, says she isn't there at [D] all, and is [F#] gone [F#m] with [D#] the
[F#] sound.
It's hollow.
[G] I have no choice but to follow what was solid, now it's hollow.
Stairways hidden behind curtains, realizing nothing is certain.
Suddenly, upstairs, I'm climbing, then through hallways, twisted, winding, then falcon on
her endeavor, through these stairs, let's go [C] forever on!
[B]
[C]
[B]
[E]
[C]
[B]
[F]
[Bm] [F] [B]
[Bm] [F]
[B] [F]
[B] And in [F] that room, [B] an old man sitting [Bm] there, he's writing his last poem, and I'm writing [F] mine.
He's writing notes, [B] and drops them in the air, somewhere [F] outside, [B] upon an ocean [Bm] breeze,
which takes [F] them out, [B] past where [F] the eye can see.
[B]
[N]
Key:
B
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F
F#m
Bm
B
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_ _ I _ _ _ [F#m] have been this way before, check each window, every door [D] for a _ [F#] passage [F#m] through [D#] _
[F#] this night. _ _ _ _ _ _
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[F#m] What each hallway has to say, every door's been checked in vain, [D] or a [F#] way to [F#m] _ [D#] reach [F#] that light. _ _ _ _ _ _
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[Bm] _ [B] As I'm _ moving deeper toward [B] this _ [Bm] castle's keeper, _ _ every stair seems [B] steeper.
Am I _ [Bm] risking my [F#] own life? _ _ _ _ _ _
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[F#m] Then a falcon in the air, looking down, returns my stare, [D] while she's [F#] _ _ [F#m] circling [D#] _ _
[F#] around. _ _ _ _ _ _
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[F#m] Then she dies straight towards a wall, says she isn't there at [D] all, and is [F#] gone [F#m] with [D#] the _
[F#] _ sound. _ _ _ _ _
It's hollow. _ _ _ _ _
[G] I have no choice but to follow what was solid, now it's hollow.
Stairways hidden behind curtains, realizing nothing is certain.
Suddenly, upstairs, I'm climbing, then through hallways, twisted, winding, then falcon on
her endeavor, through these stairs, let's go [C] forever on! _ _ _ _ _
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[B] _ And _ in [F] that room, _ [B] _ an old man sitting [Bm] there, he's writing his last poem, and I'm writing [F] mine.
He's writing notes, _ _ [B] and drops them in the air, _ somewhere [F] _ outside, _ _ [B] _ upon an ocean [Bm] breeze,
which takes [F] them out, _ _ [B] past where [F] the eye can see.
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_ _ I _ _ _ [F#m] have been this way before, check each window, every door [D] for a _ [F#] passage [F#m] through [D#] _
[F#] this night. _ _ _ _ _ _
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[F#m] What each hallway has to say, every door's been checked in vain, [D] or a [F#] way to [F#m] _ [D#] reach [F#] that light. _ _ _ _ _ _
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[Bm] _ [B] As I'm _ moving deeper toward [B] this _ [Bm] castle's keeper, _ _ every stair seems [B] steeper.
Am I _ [Bm] risking my [F#] own life? _ _ _ _ _ _
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[F#m] Then a falcon in the air, looking down, returns my stare, [D] while she's [F#] _ _ [F#m] circling [D#] _ _
[F#] around. _ _ _ _ _ _
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[F#m] Then she dies straight towards a wall, says she isn't there at [D] all, and is [F#] gone [F#m] with [D#] the _
[F#] _ sound. _ _ _ _ _
It's hollow. _ _ _ _ _
[G] I have no choice but to follow what was solid, now it's hollow.
Stairways hidden behind curtains, realizing nothing is certain.
Suddenly, upstairs, I'm climbing, then through hallways, twisted, winding, then falcon on
her endeavor, through these stairs, let's go [C] forever on! _ _ _ _ _
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[B] _ And _ in [F] that room, _ [B] _ an old man sitting [Bm] there, he's writing his last poem, and I'm writing [F] mine.
He's writing notes, _ _ [B] and drops them in the air, _ somewhere [F] _ outside, _ _ [B] _ upon an ocean [Bm] breeze,
which takes [F] them out, _ _ [B] past where [F] the eye can see.
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