From polar@sai.msu.su Tue Aug 4 13:00:44 1998 Return-Path: polar@sai.msu.su Received: from ra.sai.msu.su (ra.sai.msu.su [158.250.29.2]) by xray.sai.msu.su (8.7.5/8.6.9) with ESMTP id NAA21245 for ; Tue, 4 Aug 1998 13:00:44 +0400 Received: from lnfm1.sai.msu.su (polar@lnfm1.sai.msu.su [158.250.29.125]) by ra.sai.msu.su (8.8.6/8.7.3) with ESMTP id NAA24748 for ; Tue, 4 Aug 1998 13:02:30 +0400 (MSK DST) Received: (from polar@localhost) by lnfm1.sai.msu.su (8.8.5/8.6.10) id NAA11875 for polar@xray; Tue, 4 Aug 1998 13:02:26 +0400 Date: Tue, 4 Aug 1998 13:02:26 +0400 From: Sergej Popov Message-Id: <199808040902.NAA11875@lnfm1.sai.msu.su> To: polar@xray.sai.msu.su Subject: shingle2_song.txt Status: RO Shingle Song From: Ofir Zwebner Date: Fri, 18 Feb 1994 12:16:55 +0200 (IST) Here's another enjoyable sad song. Play all the F#m and Bm chords on the first verse without letting the higher (6th) string sound. The other verses - you shouldn't give a damn, and I didn't check whether Hammill did at all. The E and Esus4 chords are not played on the 0 position (the end of the neck) but in the way I show (I hope). You can ignore it if it makes you busy and just play it on the more comfortable position. Don't forget to sing it in a VERY low bass voice... The lyrics were typed by somebody to cs.uwp.edu. I don't know who sould get the credit for that, but he deserves it, anyhow... F#m: 2-4-4-3-2-2 on first verse better do: 2-4-4-3-2-x Bm: 2-2-4-4-3-2 on first verse better do: 2-2-4-4-3-x E: x-x-6-4-5-4 or: x-7-9-9-9-x Esus4: x-x-x-4-5-5 or: x-7-9-9-10-x G#m: 4-6-6-4-4-4 A: 5-7-7-6-5-5 Shingle song / Peter Hammill F#m Bm You can see in the last light that's graced as dawn Bm F#m that there's nothing in my heart but pain F#m Bm as I stand, facing sea, knowing that you're gone Bm F#m all the elements rage to explain F#m E Esus4 E F#m that I should really be on my way; F#m but there is something E F#m which ensures I must stay. Beneath the roar of the seething surf, beneath the caterwaul of scattered call wind thoughts and gestures unspoken, unheard-- and now the dance of rapture begins as the waves rush along across the beach: like you, like your love forever out of reach. [Instrumental Verse: - You'll have to figure out the rhythm yourself...] F#m G#m A G#m A G#m A Bm A G#m A G#m A G#m A G#m Look at the sky, but it's empty now; look at the sea, it holds nothing but despair. I raise my eyes, but my head stays bower... I look to my side, but you're not there. And I can't get you out of my mind, no, no, no, no, I just can't get you from my mind. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ This page by Ola Rinta-Koski; Last modified Sat Mar 23 19:05:06 1996