Chords for Through Me (The Flood)
Tempo:
101 bpm
Chords used:
D
F#m
C#
E
F#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Oh, picture [D] [F#m]
[E] [C#] [D] [F#m]
[D] [F#m]
a man seen like a speck out from [B] the shore
[D] Swimming out beyond the breakers like he's done his life [F#m] before
He [E] feels the coming of [C#] a squall will [D] drag him out a greater length
But knows his strength, tries to gather it
[F#m]
He swims on, turning back to shore again
[D] Above the outer atmosphere [F#m] of a world he's never seen
And [E] looking down to his [C#] new home he [D] feels the rising [F#m] of a wave
And [D] knows at once he will [F#m] not weather it like [E] that man
[C#] I [D] looked down into [F#m] the depths when I [D] met you
I [C#] couldn't measure [A#] it
[A] And it's had its troubles on against [D] the poor man [F#] on my own
[E] Every time [C#] I burn [D] through the world [F#m] I see that [C#] the world [E] is [F#] burning through me
But when I let go my [D] struggling form, my [F#] willing soul
[E] Every time [C#] I float [D] through the world [F#m] I see that [C#] the world, [E] it [F#m] blows through me
That [C#] the [E] world, it [F#m] blows through me
[C#m]
[D] [C#m] [F#]
[E] [C#] [D] [F#m]
[C#] [E] [F#]
Picture [F#m] a grave, picture six feet freshly dug
[D] The sharp temporary walls at the [F#m] long-term cliff edge of the world
[E] Slide in there, find some [C#] new deepness [D] there
And usher down [F#m] the sky where [D] one stands by
And tries [F#m] to make sense of it, try and make the law
Measure the silence of a house, the [D] unheard footsteps at the doorway
[F#m] The unemployment of the mood, the [E] waking up having [C#] forgotten
[D] And remembering [F#m] again the full [D] extent of what [F#m] forever is
Picture [E] a grave, [C#] I [D] think of loss and I [F#m] can only think [D] of you
And I [F#m] couldn't measure it
And [A] it's had its troubles on against [D] the poor man [F#] on my own
[E] Every time [C#] I burn [D] through the world I see that [C#] the world, [E] it [F#] burns through me
But when I [C#] let go my [D] struggling form, [F#] my [F#] willing soul
[E] Every time [C#] I float [D] through the world [F#m] I see that [C#] the world, [E] it [F#m] blows through me
That [C#] the [A] world, it [F#m] blows through me
[D]
[N]
[E] [C#] [D] [F#m]
[D] [F#m]
a man seen like a speck out from [B] the shore
[D] Swimming out beyond the breakers like he's done his life [F#m] before
He [E] feels the coming of [C#] a squall will [D] drag him out a greater length
But knows his strength, tries to gather it
[F#m]
He swims on, turning back to shore again
[D] Above the outer atmosphere [F#m] of a world he's never seen
And [E] looking down to his [C#] new home he [D] feels the rising [F#m] of a wave
And [D] knows at once he will [F#m] not weather it like [E] that man
[C#] I [D] looked down into [F#m] the depths when I [D] met you
I [C#] couldn't measure [A#] it
[A] And it's had its troubles on against [D] the poor man [F#] on my own
[E] Every time [C#] I burn [D] through the world [F#m] I see that [C#] the world [E] is [F#] burning through me
But when I let go my [D] struggling form, my [F#] willing soul
[E] Every time [C#] I float [D] through the world [F#m] I see that [C#] the world, [E] it [F#m] blows through me
That [C#] the [E] world, it [F#m] blows through me
[C#m]
[D] [C#m] [F#]
[E] [C#] [D] [F#m]
[C#] [E] [F#]
Picture [F#m] a grave, picture six feet freshly dug
[D] The sharp temporary walls at the [F#m] long-term cliff edge of the world
[E] Slide in there, find some [C#] new deepness [D] there
And usher down [F#m] the sky where [D] one stands by
And tries [F#m] to make sense of it, try and make the law
Measure the silence of a house, the [D] unheard footsteps at the doorway
[F#m] The unemployment of the mood, the [E] waking up having [C#] forgotten
[D] And remembering [F#m] again the full [D] extent of what [F#m] forever is
Picture [E] a grave, [C#] I [D] think of loss and I [F#m] can only think [D] of you
And I [F#m] couldn't measure it
And [A] it's had its troubles on against [D] the poor man [F#] on my own
[E] Every time [C#] I burn [D] through the world I see that [C#] the world, [E] it [F#] burns through me
But when I [C#] let go my [D] struggling form, [F#] my [F#] willing soul
[E] Every time [C#] I float [D] through the world [F#m] I see that [C#] the world, [E] it [F#m] blows through me
That [C#] the [A] world, it [F#m] blows through me
[D]
[N]
Key:
D
F#m
C#
E
F#
D
F#m
C#
Oh, _ _ _ _ _ picture _ [D] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ [C#] _ _ [D] _ _ [F#m] _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
a man seen like a speck out from [B] the shore
[D] Swimming out beyond the breakers like he's done his life [F#m] before
He [E] feels the coming of [C#] a squall will [D] drag him out a greater length
But knows his strength, tries to gather it
[F#m]
He swims on, _ turning back to shore again
[D] Above the outer atmosphere [F#m] of a world he's never seen
And [E] looking down to his [C#] new home he [D] feels the rising [F#m] of a wave
And [D] knows at once he will [F#m] not weather it like [E] that man
[C#] I [D] looked down into [F#m] the depths when I [D] met you
I [C#] couldn't measure [A#] it
[A] And it's had _ _ its troubles on against [D] the poor man [F#] on my own
[E] Every time [C#] I burn [D] through the world [F#m] I see that [C#] the world [E] is [F#] burning through me
But when I _ _ let go my [D] struggling form, my [F#] willing soul _
[E] Every time [C#] I float [D] through the world [F#m] I see that [C#] the world, [E] it [F#m] blows through me
That [C#] the [E] world, it [F#m] blows through me
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _
_ [D] _ _ [C#m] _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ [C#] _ _ [D] _ _ [F#m] _
_ [C#] _ _ [E] _ _ [F#] _ _
Picture [F#m] a grave, _ picture six feet freshly dug
[D] The sharp temporary walls at the [F#m] long-term cliff edge of the world
[E] Slide in there, find some [C#] new deepness [D] there
And usher down [F#m] the sky where [D] one stands by
And tries [F#m] to make sense of it, try and make the law
Measure the silence of a house, the [D] unheard footsteps at the doorway
[F#m] The unemployment of the mood, the [E] waking up having [C#] forgotten
[D] And remembering [F#m] again the full [D] extent of what [F#m] forever is
Picture _ [E] a grave, [C#] I [D] think of loss and I [F#m] can only think [D] of you
_ And I [F#m] couldn't measure it
And [A] it's had _ its troubles on against [D] the poor man [F#] on my own _
[E] Every time [C#] I burn [D] through the world I see that [C#] the world, [E] it [F#] burns through me
But when I [C#] _ _ let go my [D] struggling form, [F#] my [F#] willing soul _
[E] Every time [C#] I float [D] through the world [F#m] I see that [C#] the world, [E] it [F#m] blows through me
That [C#] the [A] world, it [F#m] blows through me
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ [E] _ _ [C#] _ _ [D] _ _ [F#m] _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
a man seen like a speck out from [B] the shore
[D] Swimming out beyond the breakers like he's done his life [F#m] before
He [E] feels the coming of [C#] a squall will [D] drag him out a greater length
But knows his strength, tries to gather it
[F#m]
He swims on, _ turning back to shore again
[D] Above the outer atmosphere [F#m] of a world he's never seen
And [E] looking down to his [C#] new home he [D] feels the rising [F#m] of a wave
And [D] knows at once he will [F#m] not weather it like [E] that man
[C#] I [D] looked down into [F#m] the depths when I [D] met you
I [C#] couldn't measure [A#] it
[A] And it's had _ _ its troubles on against [D] the poor man [F#] on my own
[E] Every time [C#] I burn [D] through the world [F#m] I see that [C#] the world [E] is [F#] burning through me
But when I _ _ let go my [D] struggling form, my [F#] willing soul _
[E] Every time [C#] I float [D] through the world [F#m] I see that [C#] the world, [E] it [F#m] blows through me
That [C#] the [E] world, it [F#m] blows through me
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _
_ [D] _ _ [C#m] _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ [C#] _ _ [D] _ _ [F#m] _
_ [C#] _ _ [E] _ _ [F#] _ _
Picture [F#m] a grave, _ picture six feet freshly dug
[D] The sharp temporary walls at the [F#m] long-term cliff edge of the world
[E] Slide in there, find some [C#] new deepness [D] there
And usher down [F#m] the sky where [D] one stands by
And tries [F#m] to make sense of it, try and make the law
Measure the silence of a house, the [D] unheard footsteps at the doorway
[F#m] The unemployment of the mood, the [E] waking up having [C#] forgotten
[D] And remembering [F#m] again the full [D] extent of what [F#m] forever is
Picture _ [E] a grave, [C#] I [D] think of loss and I [F#m] can only think [D] of you
_ And I [F#m] couldn't measure it
And [A] it's had _ its troubles on against [D] the poor man [F#] on my own _
[E] Every time [C#] I burn [D] through the world I see that [C#] the world, [E] it [F#] burns through me
But when I [C#] _ _ let go my [D] struggling form, [F#] my [F#] willing soul _
[E] Every time [C#] I float [D] through the world [F#m] I see that [C#] the world, [E] it [F#m] blows through me
That [C#] the [A] world, it [F#m] blows through me
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _