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A Stone Tab

by Okkervil River


Tab written by Hamon Moravejzadeh.
Okkervil River - A Stone

Hey, everyone! This is the most accurate version
(at least on this site)

I've only written chords. Listen to the song
to get the accurate strumming of the chords.

Now it could be that when the Am comes that it
can be a chord that is similar to Am. Maybe Am7/C6.

Capo on 3rd fret


  
Hot breath, rough skin
            
warm laughs, and smiling,
             
the lovliest words
             
whispered and meant
       
you like all these things.


                    
But though you like all these things
           
you love a stone.
           
You love a stone,
                        
because it's smooth and it's cold.
               
And you'd love most
       
to be told
                 
that it's all your own.



              
You love white veins,
              
you love hard grey,
             
the heaviest weight,
		
the clumsiest shape,
		
the earthiest smell,
		
the hollowest tone
			
you love a stone.



Bridge:       


                  
And I'm found too fast,
called too fond of flames,
                        
and then I'm phoning my friends,
and then I'm shouldering the blame,
                     
while you're picking pebbles
           
out of the drain,
      
miles ago.


                   
You're out singing songs,
and I'm down shouting names
                   
at the flickerless screen,
going fucking insane.
		
Am I losing my cool,
               
overstating my case?
                
Well, baby what can I say?



           
You know I never claimed
             
that I was a stone.
               
And you love a stone.
              
You love white veins,
              
you love hard grey,
             
the heaviest weight,
              
the clumsiest shape,
              
the earthiest smell,
              
the hollowest tone
         
you love a stone.



Bridge:     (x2) 



           
You love a stone,
                 
because it's dark 
         
and it's old
                
and if it could start
      
being alive
                 
you'd stop living alone.

(quieter, don't strum as much)
                  
And I think I believe
                     
that if stones could dream
                      
they'd dream of being laid
                      
side-by-side piece-by-piece
                  
and turned into a castle
                  
for some towering queen
                  
they're unable to know.



                      
And when that queen's daughter 
        
came of age,
                 
I think she'd be lovely
                 
and stubborn and brave,
                  
and suitors would journey
             
from kingdoms away
                    
just to make themselves known.


          
                   
And I think that I know
               
the bitter dismay
                
of a lover who brought
                       
fresh brouquets every day
                    
when she turned him away
                 
to remember some knave
			                   
who once gave just one rose, one day, years ago.

The end:

    X4