Chords for Sokół i Marysia Starosta - Spalone mosty (audio)
Tempo:
84.05 bpm
Chords used:
F#m
D
C#m
F#
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[E]
[D] [C#m]
[F#m] [F#]
[D] [C#m]
[F#m]
[D] [C#m]
[F#m]
[D] [F#m] I'm going [F#] [F#m]
[C#m] to
[F#] [F#m] [F#]
[D] [C#m] [F#]
[F#m] be doing a lot of different things.
I will never see these places or these people again.
The metallic [D] sound of a canister, the smell of gasoline and oxygen,
frozen fire in the middle of the city.
I look back, the heavy rain washes the [F#] shore somewhere.
On the other side of the city I wake up.
A moment ago I could go, withdraw, [E] but now
I can't turn back the burnt bridge.
[F#m] Terrifyingly, I'm not going forward,
[C#m] leaving everything I've learned in this world.
[D] And every breath of air I feel like I've been sitting in it all [C#m] my life,
whether I was sitting in a vacuum or in front of a wall.
[F#m] I don't know, I'm not able to tell them apart.
Individualism ends when you pay the bill.
[D] In the store we are all alone, when we eat, we eat, [C#m] we sleep, we die.
And we believe that today will [F#m] be better.
I'm going forward, I don't know why, [F#] maybe I would rest,
but I probably didn't get tired.
[D] I'm going forward, I don't know why,
[F#m] is there at least one who [G#m] seriously knows where I'm going.
[E] I don't know my face, I feel the lack of [C#] sight on my back.
I know that no one will miss me or get [F#] desperate.
Why do we have sentimental genes infected?
Probably so that I would feel different here and now.
A bartender of life, amnesia with [F#] sclerosis,
a glass of vodka for me, like a drug.
I feel very good, so I forget perfectly.
Perfect, quite what?
I completely forgot.
After some time I find myself on a [G] burnt bridge on my way,
[F#] to go straight, I'm walking [G] the new bridge.
And I don't know if [C#] I've been here before, because I've been circling [F#] the block
and I'm still repairing [G#m] the same crossings, non-stop.
You [F#m] paint the past like [F#] another bridge.
[D] The wind blows, the [C#m] wind blows, you breathe it.
The wind [F#m] has blown [F#] you away, [D] but I breathe it.
[C#m] You will live without [F#m] [F#]
[D] [C#m]
[F#m] [E]
[D] [C#m]
[F#m]
[D] [C#m]
[F#m]
[D] [C#m]
[F#m] me.
[F#m] [D] [N]
[D] [C#m]
[F#m] [F#]
[D] [C#m]
[F#m]
[D] [C#m]
[F#m]
[D] [F#m] I'm going [F#] [F#m]
[C#m] to
[F#] [F#m] [F#]
[D] [C#m] [F#]
[F#m] be doing a lot of different things.
I will never see these places or these people again.
The metallic [D] sound of a canister, the smell of gasoline and oxygen,
frozen fire in the middle of the city.
I look back, the heavy rain washes the [F#] shore somewhere.
On the other side of the city I wake up.
A moment ago I could go, withdraw, [E] but now
I can't turn back the burnt bridge.
[F#m] Terrifyingly, I'm not going forward,
[C#m] leaving everything I've learned in this world.
[D] And every breath of air I feel like I've been sitting in it all [C#m] my life,
whether I was sitting in a vacuum or in front of a wall.
[F#m] I don't know, I'm not able to tell them apart.
Individualism ends when you pay the bill.
[D] In the store we are all alone, when we eat, we eat, [C#m] we sleep, we die.
And we believe that today will [F#m] be better.
I'm going forward, I don't know why, [F#] maybe I would rest,
but I probably didn't get tired.
[D] I'm going forward, I don't know why,
[F#m] is there at least one who [G#m] seriously knows where I'm going.
[E] I don't know my face, I feel the lack of [C#] sight on my back.
I know that no one will miss me or get [F#] desperate.
Why do we have sentimental genes infected?
Probably so that I would feel different here and now.
A bartender of life, amnesia with [F#] sclerosis,
a glass of vodka for me, like a drug.
I feel very good, so I forget perfectly.
Perfect, quite what?
I completely forgot.
After some time I find myself on a [G] burnt bridge on my way,
[F#] to go straight, I'm walking [G] the new bridge.
And I don't know if [C#] I've been here before, because I've been circling [F#] the block
and I'm still repairing [G#m] the same crossings, non-stop.
You [F#m] paint the past like [F#] another bridge.
[D] The wind blows, the [C#m] wind blows, you breathe it.
The wind [F#m] has blown [F#] you away, [D] but I breathe it.
[C#m] You will live without [F#m] [F#]
[D] [C#m]
[F#m] [E]
[D] [C#m]
[F#m]
[D] [C#m]
[F#m]
[D] [C#m]
[F#m] me.
[F#m] [D] [N]
Key:
F#m
D
C#m
F#
E
F#m
D
C#m
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] I'm going _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ _ [C#m] to _ _ _
[F#] _ _ [F#m] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ [F#] _
_ [F#m] be doing a lot of different things.
I will never see these places or these people again.
The metallic [D] sound of a canister, the smell of gasoline and oxygen,
frozen fire in the middle of the city.
I look back, the heavy rain washes the [F#] shore somewhere.
On the other side of the city I wake up.
A moment ago I could go, withdraw, [E] but now
I can't turn back the burnt bridge.
[F#m] _ Terrifyingly, I'm not going forward,
[C#m] leaving everything I've learned in this world.
[D] And every breath of air I feel like I've been sitting in it all [C#m] my life,
whether I was sitting in a vacuum or in front of a wall.
[F#m] I don't know, I'm not able to tell them apart.
_ Individualism ends when you pay the bill.
[D] In the store we are all alone, when we eat, we eat, [C#m] we sleep, we die.
And we believe that today will [F#m] be better.
I'm going forward, I don't know why, [F#] maybe I would rest,
but I probably didn't get tired.
[D] I'm going forward, I don't know why,
[F#m] is there at least one who [G#m] seriously knows where I'm going.
[E] I don't know my face, I feel the lack of [C#] sight on my back.
I know that no one will miss me or get [F#] desperate.
Why do we have sentimental genes infected?
Probably so that I would feel different here and now.
A bartender of life, amnesia with [F#] sclerosis,
a glass of vodka for me, like a drug.
I feel very good, so I forget perfectly.
Perfect, quite what?
I completely forgot.
After some time I find myself on a [G] burnt bridge on my way,
[F#] to go straight, I'm walking [G] the new bridge.
And I don't know if [C#] I've been here before, because I've been circling [F#] the block
and I'm still repairing [G#m] the same crossings, non-stop.
You [F#m] paint the past like [F#] another bridge.
[D] The wind blows, the [C#m] wind blows, you breathe it.
The wind [F#m] has blown _ _ [F#] _ _ you away, [D] but I breathe it.
_ [C#m] You will live without [F#m] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ me.
_ _ [F#m] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] I'm going _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ _ [C#m] to _ _ _
[F#] _ _ [F#m] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ [F#] _
_ [F#m] be doing a lot of different things.
I will never see these places or these people again.
The metallic [D] sound of a canister, the smell of gasoline and oxygen,
frozen fire in the middle of the city.
I look back, the heavy rain washes the [F#] shore somewhere.
On the other side of the city I wake up.
A moment ago I could go, withdraw, [E] but now
I can't turn back the burnt bridge.
[F#m] _ Terrifyingly, I'm not going forward,
[C#m] leaving everything I've learned in this world.
[D] And every breath of air I feel like I've been sitting in it all [C#m] my life,
whether I was sitting in a vacuum or in front of a wall.
[F#m] I don't know, I'm not able to tell them apart.
_ Individualism ends when you pay the bill.
[D] In the store we are all alone, when we eat, we eat, [C#m] we sleep, we die.
And we believe that today will [F#m] be better.
I'm going forward, I don't know why, [F#] maybe I would rest,
but I probably didn't get tired.
[D] I'm going forward, I don't know why,
[F#m] is there at least one who [G#m] seriously knows where I'm going.
[E] I don't know my face, I feel the lack of [C#] sight on my back.
I know that no one will miss me or get [F#] desperate.
Why do we have sentimental genes infected?
Probably so that I would feel different here and now.
A bartender of life, amnesia with [F#] sclerosis,
a glass of vodka for me, like a drug.
I feel very good, so I forget perfectly.
Perfect, quite what?
I completely forgot.
After some time I find myself on a [G] burnt bridge on my way,
[F#] to go straight, I'm walking [G] the new bridge.
And I don't know if [C#] I've been here before, because I've been circling [F#] the block
and I'm still repairing [G#m] the same crossings, non-stop.
You [F#m] paint the past like [F#] another bridge.
[D] The wind blows, the [C#m] wind blows, you breathe it.
The wind [F#m] has blown _ _ [F#] _ _ you away, [D] but I breathe it.
_ [C#m] You will live without [F#m] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ me.
_ _ [F#m] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _