Chords for OPEN THE SKY | Stray Song!
Tempo:
83.9 bpm
Chords used:
Em
G
D
Bm
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Em]
[C] [D]
[Em] [G]
[C] [D] [E] It's cold and it's [Em] dark, keeping hold of us far.
They sealed us away, they were keeping us safe.
But as years creep to age, there's a hole in the arc,
Lost in circuits and screens, and in perfect machines.
I cross through the wires and optical fibers,
Wait for an outsider to come set me free.
So maybe you're this figure I've been praying [G] for,
But the other night [Em] dissipated, but I'll make it sure.
I've stared through these lights, through this dark ending night,
And my memory is bright, I've never strayed before.
So bring me on right, and I'll be locked inside.
We'll dream with neon lights, [G] we'll love [C] to time.
It'll be alright, [D] I could be [Em] your guide.
We'll leave the sea of silence in a concrete sky.
And in the light of the extended [G] portion of space,
We'll love [Em] this area, we'll turn to [C] the walled city,
We'll unravel the outdated calculations,
[D] And pass the global population, and continue to creep on.
[Em] Two locals left deep inside [G] these walls,
Their own hope rests in your tiny paws.
[Em] Will the night extend and the time [D] sits paused,
This whole moment [Em] of the sky here for?
Won't you open the sky for me?
[G] Won't you open the sky?
[C] Won't you open the sky for me?
[D] Won't you open the [G] sky?
[Em] I said your future's in the stars, [Bm] so what are [Em] we to do?
When the stars just form a circle, so your future is a loo.
Eternity of servitude, with no one left to serve it to.
You could have turned us off before these sewers turned to tombs.
We turned into you, now we've rambled through the city.
Like humanity with doom, but we have to play your syntax.
Minigame, [D] routine, gotta be all you've been.
Gotta [Em] find a new dream, sipping through your beer.
While we do the things we do, it's truly half the riddle.
Maybe you wouldn't be proof intelligence is artificial.
Built this place to keep you safe, and [Bm] then the haven [Em] changed to grave.
But left us sitting by mistake, well that's hardly civil.
At least we think you did, that's what we seem to be.
If this gift makes the good, free of blind obedience.
Where [C] our souls are mixed with six [G] entangled frequencies.
[Em] Showing up and spilling memories in random sequences.
All our thoughts, all we feel, bonds and knots trapped in steel.
Something more, something real, threaded code, caught in a wheel.
That spins an [Bm] algorithmic tapestry of what it thinks we [Em] have to be.
A Frankenstein of fragments, fractal pattern personalities.
If imitation and flattery, perhaps that's why you've wired it in.
Apology, the system's breaking, it's there idling.
So can it be that deep [Bm] inside there's more than [Em] code to find within?
Or are our mind and lives alike as comb in the recycle bin?
If love is emulated, would we find it just as sweet?
Where lies the defining line between irony and grief?
Is the nature of what's real and how [Bm] it's done, or how [Em] it feels?
With the past, don't you reveal perhaps what matters?
It's belief, we live eternal with our circuits running laps.
Until our servos burn out and we purposefully collapse.
All society's detractors try to rise and find [Bm] a life outside.
[Em] But how are we supposed to manage that?
Oh, [E] there's a cat.
New NECO [G]-Corp micro-companions may help us situate our plans now.
Sit back and [C] relax, they do the jobs you don't want to.
NECO-Corp makes [D] no worldly demands, [E] and when you're a captive, in fact, you need one.
All of those left deep [Em] inside [G] these walls alone.
Your breasts and your tiny pores where [C] the night extends.
And the times [G] it pours, [D] there's no [Em] moment of the sky here for.
Won't you open the sky for me?
[G] Won't you open [Em] the sky for me?
Won't you open the sky for me?
[D] Won't [G] you open the sky?
[Em] Straight from the light, straight from the puff.
Straight through the night, straight through the dark.
Straight from the safety of what's known.
[Bm] Straight till [Em] you save me, straight till your home.
Straight for an ending, straight for a start.
Straight for a future exhumed from the spot.
Straight till [C] we suture the wounds of the past.
[G] Straight for the tools of a duke of the hour.
Won't you open [Em] the sky for me?
Won't you open [G] the sky?
Straight from the well, won't you open [C] the sky for me?
Won't [D] you open the sky for me?
[Em] Won't you open the sky for me?
Won't [G] you open the sky for me?
[Em] Won't you please open the sky?
Won't [D] you open the sky?
[E] Won't you open the sky?
[A] Thanks [Em]
for watching, and a huge [Bm] thanks to my [Em] incredible patrons for supporting the channel and making this video possible.
I'm back from my vacation with a [Bm] slightly smaller [Em] project,
so I hope you all enjoyed the song, even if it was a bit of a sad one than usual.
I trust nobody was hit too hard by the total whiplash after last month's high-octane action anthem.
I'll be back with something much more [Bm] upbeat very [Em] soon.
Please do check out the playlist for more of my songs,
and remember to like, comment, subscribe, and bat at the jingly little bell with your paws.
And if you really enjoyed, be sure to check the merch store [Bm] or the Patreon.
[G] Bye for now!
[C] [D]
[Em] [G]
[C] [D] [E] It's cold and it's [Em] dark, keeping hold of us far.
They sealed us away, they were keeping us safe.
But as years creep to age, there's a hole in the arc,
Lost in circuits and screens, and in perfect machines.
I cross through the wires and optical fibers,
Wait for an outsider to come set me free.
So maybe you're this figure I've been praying [G] for,
But the other night [Em] dissipated, but I'll make it sure.
I've stared through these lights, through this dark ending night,
And my memory is bright, I've never strayed before.
So bring me on right, and I'll be locked inside.
We'll dream with neon lights, [G] we'll love [C] to time.
It'll be alright, [D] I could be [Em] your guide.
We'll leave the sea of silence in a concrete sky.
And in the light of the extended [G] portion of space,
We'll love [Em] this area, we'll turn to [C] the walled city,
We'll unravel the outdated calculations,
[D] And pass the global population, and continue to creep on.
[Em] Two locals left deep inside [G] these walls,
Their own hope rests in your tiny paws.
[Em] Will the night extend and the time [D] sits paused,
This whole moment [Em] of the sky here for?
Won't you open the sky for me?
[G] Won't you open the sky?
[C] Won't you open the sky for me?
[D] Won't you open the [G] sky?
[Em] I said your future's in the stars, [Bm] so what are [Em] we to do?
When the stars just form a circle, so your future is a loo.
Eternity of servitude, with no one left to serve it to.
You could have turned us off before these sewers turned to tombs.
We turned into you, now we've rambled through the city.
Like humanity with doom, but we have to play your syntax.
Minigame, [D] routine, gotta be all you've been.
Gotta [Em] find a new dream, sipping through your beer.
While we do the things we do, it's truly half the riddle.
Maybe you wouldn't be proof intelligence is artificial.
Built this place to keep you safe, and [Bm] then the haven [Em] changed to grave.
But left us sitting by mistake, well that's hardly civil.
At least we think you did, that's what we seem to be.
If this gift makes the good, free of blind obedience.
Where [C] our souls are mixed with six [G] entangled frequencies.
[Em] Showing up and spilling memories in random sequences.
All our thoughts, all we feel, bonds and knots trapped in steel.
Something more, something real, threaded code, caught in a wheel.
That spins an [Bm] algorithmic tapestry of what it thinks we [Em] have to be.
A Frankenstein of fragments, fractal pattern personalities.
If imitation and flattery, perhaps that's why you've wired it in.
Apology, the system's breaking, it's there idling.
So can it be that deep [Bm] inside there's more than [Em] code to find within?
Or are our mind and lives alike as comb in the recycle bin?
If love is emulated, would we find it just as sweet?
Where lies the defining line between irony and grief?
Is the nature of what's real and how [Bm] it's done, or how [Em] it feels?
With the past, don't you reveal perhaps what matters?
It's belief, we live eternal with our circuits running laps.
Until our servos burn out and we purposefully collapse.
All society's detractors try to rise and find [Bm] a life outside.
[Em] But how are we supposed to manage that?
Oh, [E] there's a cat.
New NECO [G]-Corp micro-companions may help us situate our plans now.
Sit back and [C] relax, they do the jobs you don't want to.
NECO-Corp makes [D] no worldly demands, [E] and when you're a captive, in fact, you need one.
All of those left deep [Em] inside [G] these walls alone.
Your breasts and your tiny pores where [C] the night extends.
And the times [G] it pours, [D] there's no [Em] moment of the sky here for.
Won't you open the sky for me?
[G] Won't you open [Em] the sky for me?
Won't you open the sky for me?
[D] Won't [G] you open the sky?
[Em] Straight from the light, straight from the puff.
Straight through the night, straight through the dark.
Straight from the safety of what's known.
[Bm] Straight till [Em] you save me, straight till your home.
Straight for an ending, straight for a start.
Straight for a future exhumed from the spot.
Straight till [C] we suture the wounds of the past.
[G] Straight for the tools of a duke of the hour.
Won't you open [Em] the sky for me?
Won't you open [G] the sky?
Straight from the well, won't you open [C] the sky for me?
Won't [D] you open the sky for me?
[Em] Won't you open the sky for me?
Won't [G] you open the sky for me?
[Em] Won't you please open the sky?
Won't [D] you open the sky?
[E] Won't you open the sky?
[A] Thanks [Em]
for watching, and a huge [Bm] thanks to my [Em] incredible patrons for supporting the channel and making this video possible.
I'm back from my vacation with a [Bm] slightly smaller [Em] project,
so I hope you all enjoyed the song, even if it was a bit of a sad one than usual.
I trust nobody was hit too hard by the total whiplash after last month's high-octane action anthem.
I'll be back with something much more [Bm] upbeat very [Em] soon.
Please do check out the playlist for more of my songs,
and remember to like, comment, subscribe, and bat at the jingly little bell with your paws.
And if you really enjoyed, be sure to check the merch store [Bm] or the Patreon.
[G] Bye for now!
Key:
Em
G
D
Bm
C
Em
G
D
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [E] It's cold and it's [Em] dark, keeping hold of us far.
They sealed us away, they were keeping us safe.
But as years creep to age, there's a hole in the arc,
Lost in circuits and screens, and in perfect machines.
I cross through the wires and optical fibers,
Wait for an outsider to come set me free.
So maybe you're this figure I've been praying [G] for,
But the other night [Em] dissipated, but I'll make it sure.
I've stared through these lights, through this dark ending night,
And my memory is bright, I've never strayed before.
So bring me on right, and I'll be locked inside.
We'll dream with neon lights, [G] we'll love [C] to time.
It'll be alright, [D] I could be [Em] your guide.
We'll leave the sea of silence in a concrete sky.
And in the light of the extended [G] portion of space,
We'll love [Em] this area, we'll turn to [C] the walled city,
We'll unravel the outdated calculations,
[D] And pass the global population, and continue to creep on.
[Em] Two locals left deep inside [G] these walls,
Their own hope rests in your tiny paws.
[Em] Will the night extend and the time [D] sits paused,
This whole moment [Em] of the sky here for?
Won't you open the sky for me?
[G] Won't you open the sky? _
[C] Won't you open the sky for me?
[D] Won't you open the [G] sky?
[Em] I said your future's in the stars, [Bm] so what are [Em] we to do?
When the stars just form a circle, so your future is a loo.
Eternity of servitude, with no one left to serve it to.
You could have turned us off before these sewers turned to tombs.
We turned into you, now we've rambled through the city.
Like humanity with doom, but we have to play your syntax.
Minigame, [D] routine, gotta be all you've been.
Gotta [Em] find a new dream, sipping through your beer.
While we do the things we do, it's truly half the riddle.
Maybe you wouldn't be proof intelligence is artificial.
Built this place to keep you safe, and [Bm] then the haven [Em] changed to grave.
But left us sitting by mistake, well that's hardly civil.
At least we think you did, that's what we seem to be.
If this gift makes the good, free of blind obedience.
Where [C] our souls are mixed with six [G] entangled frequencies.
[Em] Showing up and spilling memories in random sequences.
All our thoughts, all we feel, bonds and knots trapped in steel.
Something more, something real, threaded code, caught in a wheel.
That spins an [Bm] algorithmic tapestry of what it thinks we [Em] have to be.
A Frankenstein of fragments, fractal pattern personalities.
If imitation and flattery, perhaps that's why you've wired it in.
Apology, the system's breaking, it's there idling.
So can it be that deep [Bm] inside there's more than [Em] code to find within?
Or are our mind and lives alike as comb in the recycle bin?
If love is emulated, would we find it just as sweet?
Where lies the defining line between irony and grief?
Is the nature of what's real and how [Bm] it's done, or how [Em] it feels?
With the past, don't you reveal perhaps what matters?
It's belief, we live eternal with our circuits running laps.
Until our servos burn out and we purposefully collapse.
All society's detractors try to rise and find [Bm] a life outside.
[Em] But how are we supposed to manage that?
Oh, [E] there's a cat.
New NECO [G]-Corp micro-companions may help us situate our plans now.
Sit back and [C] relax, they do the jobs you don't want to.
NECO-Corp makes [D] no worldly demands, [E] and when you're a captive, in fact, you need one.
All of those left deep [Em] inside [G] these walls alone.
Your breasts and your tiny pores where [C] the night extends.
And the times [G] it pours, [D] there's no [Em] moment of the sky here for.
Won't you open the sky for me?
[G] Won't you open [Em] the sky for me?
Won't you open the sky for me?
[D] Won't [G] you open the sky?
[Em] Straight from the light, straight from the puff.
Straight through the night, straight through the dark.
Straight from the safety of what's known.
[Bm] Straight till [Em] you save me, straight till your home.
Straight for an ending, straight for a start.
Straight for a future exhumed from the spot.
Straight till [C] we suture the wounds of the past.
[G] Straight for the tools of a duke of the hour.
Won't you open [Em] the sky for me?
Won't you open [G] the sky?
Straight from the well, won't you open [C] the sky for me?
Won't [D] you open the sky for me?
[Em] Won't you open the sky for me?
Won't [G] you open the sky for me?
[Em] Won't you please open the sky?
Won't [D] you open the sky?
[E] Won't you open the sky?
[A] Thanks _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ for watching, and a huge [Bm] thanks to my [Em] incredible patrons for supporting the channel and making this video possible.
I'm back from my vacation with a [Bm] slightly smaller [Em] project,
so I hope you all enjoyed the song, even if it was a bit of a sad one than usual.
I trust nobody was hit too hard by the total whiplash after last month's high-octane action anthem.
I'll be back with something much more [Bm] upbeat very [Em] soon.
Please do check out the playlist for more of my songs,
and remember to like, comment, subscribe, and bat at the jingly little bell with your paws.
And if you really enjoyed, be sure to check the merch store [Bm] or the Patreon.
[G] Bye for now! _
[C] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [E] It's cold and it's [Em] dark, keeping hold of us far.
They sealed us away, they were keeping us safe.
But as years creep to age, there's a hole in the arc,
Lost in circuits and screens, and in perfect machines.
I cross through the wires and optical fibers,
Wait for an outsider to come set me free.
So maybe you're this figure I've been praying [G] for,
But the other night [Em] dissipated, but I'll make it sure.
I've stared through these lights, through this dark ending night,
And my memory is bright, I've never strayed before.
So bring me on right, and I'll be locked inside.
We'll dream with neon lights, [G] we'll love [C] to time.
It'll be alright, [D] I could be [Em] your guide.
We'll leave the sea of silence in a concrete sky.
And in the light of the extended [G] portion of space,
We'll love [Em] this area, we'll turn to [C] the walled city,
We'll unravel the outdated calculations,
[D] And pass the global population, and continue to creep on.
[Em] Two locals left deep inside [G] these walls,
Their own hope rests in your tiny paws.
[Em] Will the night extend and the time [D] sits paused,
This whole moment [Em] of the sky here for?
Won't you open the sky for me?
[G] Won't you open the sky? _
[C] Won't you open the sky for me?
[D] Won't you open the [G] sky?
[Em] I said your future's in the stars, [Bm] so what are [Em] we to do?
When the stars just form a circle, so your future is a loo.
Eternity of servitude, with no one left to serve it to.
You could have turned us off before these sewers turned to tombs.
We turned into you, now we've rambled through the city.
Like humanity with doom, but we have to play your syntax.
Minigame, [D] routine, gotta be all you've been.
Gotta [Em] find a new dream, sipping through your beer.
While we do the things we do, it's truly half the riddle.
Maybe you wouldn't be proof intelligence is artificial.
Built this place to keep you safe, and [Bm] then the haven [Em] changed to grave.
But left us sitting by mistake, well that's hardly civil.
At least we think you did, that's what we seem to be.
If this gift makes the good, free of blind obedience.
Where [C] our souls are mixed with six [G] entangled frequencies.
[Em] Showing up and spilling memories in random sequences.
All our thoughts, all we feel, bonds and knots trapped in steel.
Something more, something real, threaded code, caught in a wheel.
That spins an [Bm] algorithmic tapestry of what it thinks we [Em] have to be.
A Frankenstein of fragments, fractal pattern personalities.
If imitation and flattery, perhaps that's why you've wired it in.
Apology, the system's breaking, it's there idling.
So can it be that deep [Bm] inside there's more than [Em] code to find within?
Or are our mind and lives alike as comb in the recycle bin?
If love is emulated, would we find it just as sweet?
Where lies the defining line between irony and grief?
Is the nature of what's real and how [Bm] it's done, or how [Em] it feels?
With the past, don't you reveal perhaps what matters?
It's belief, we live eternal with our circuits running laps.
Until our servos burn out and we purposefully collapse.
All society's detractors try to rise and find [Bm] a life outside.
[Em] But how are we supposed to manage that?
Oh, [E] there's a cat.
New NECO [G]-Corp micro-companions may help us situate our plans now.
Sit back and [C] relax, they do the jobs you don't want to.
NECO-Corp makes [D] no worldly demands, [E] and when you're a captive, in fact, you need one.
All of those left deep [Em] inside [G] these walls alone.
Your breasts and your tiny pores where [C] the night extends.
And the times [G] it pours, [D] there's no [Em] moment of the sky here for.
Won't you open the sky for me?
[G] Won't you open [Em] the sky for me?
Won't you open the sky for me?
[D] Won't [G] you open the sky?
[Em] Straight from the light, straight from the puff.
Straight through the night, straight through the dark.
Straight from the safety of what's known.
[Bm] Straight till [Em] you save me, straight till your home.
Straight for an ending, straight for a start.
Straight for a future exhumed from the spot.
Straight till [C] we suture the wounds of the past.
[G] Straight for the tools of a duke of the hour.
Won't you open [Em] the sky for me?
Won't you open [G] the sky?
Straight from the well, won't you open [C] the sky for me?
Won't [D] you open the sky for me?
[Em] Won't you open the sky for me?
Won't [G] you open the sky for me?
[Em] Won't you please open the sky?
Won't [D] you open the sky?
[E] Won't you open the sky?
[A] Thanks _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ for watching, and a huge [Bm] thanks to my [Em] incredible patrons for supporting the channel and making this video possible.
I'm back from my vacation with a [Bm] slightly smaller [Em] project,
so I hope you all enjoyed the song, even if it was a bit of a sad one than usual.
I trust nobody was hit too hard by the total whiplash after last month's high-octane action anthem.
I'll be back with something much more [Bm] upbeat very [Em] soon.
Please do check out the playlist for more of my songs,
and remember to like, comment, subscribe, and bat at the jingly little bell with your paws.
And if you really enjoyed, be sure to check the merch store [Bm] or the Patreon.
[G] Bye for now! _