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by Shins


        The Shins- "Past and Pending"   (Oh, Inverted World)


Intro-                           
                                 

                                           
"as someone sets light to the first fire of Autumn
                                   
 we settle down, to cut ourselves apart.
                                      
 cough and twitch from the news on your face
                                       
 and some foreign candle burning in your eyes

                                   
                                   
                                 
 held to the past, too aware of the pending
                                            
 chill as the dawn breaks and finds us up for sale
                                     
 enter the fog another low road descending
                                                       
 away from the cold lust, your house and summertime

(Chorus-- Change from slow strumming of A to fast strumming before chorus)
                                
 blind to the last curse of the fair
                          
 pistols and countless eyes
                   
 a trail of white blood betrays
                                       
 the reckless route your craft is running
                             
 feed till the sun turns into wood
                        
 dousing an ancient torch
             
 loiter the whole day through
                                           
 and lose yourself in lines dissecting love

                                   
                                   
                                         
 your name on my cast and my notes on your stay
                              
 offer me little but doting on a crime
                                           
 we've turned every stone and for all our inventions
                                                     
 in matters of love lost, we've no recourse at all    

(Chorus)
                                
 blind to the last curse of the fair 
                           
 pistols and countless eyes
                         
 a trail of white blood betrays 
                                        
 the reckless route your craft is running
                                
 feed till the sun turns into wood
                        
 dousing an ancient torch 
                                                      
 loiter the whole day through and lose yourself in lines dissecting, 
                                                         
 lose yourself in lines dissecting, lose yourself in lines dissecting..."

Repeat


---> Note: To simulate the slide after strumming "G", play as such...


-3--3-3--3-/-5---0--------------
-3--3-3--3-/-5---0--------------
-0--0-0--0---0---0--------------
-0--0-0--0---0---0--------------
-2--2-2--2----------------------
-3--3-3--3----------------------    That's all.....