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by Suzanne Vega




LANGUAGE (Suzanne Vega)
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  [I learned this from the book _The_Authentic_Guitar_Style_of_Suzanne_Vega_,
published by Cherry Lane Music.  No guitar-playing Suzanne Vega fan should
be without it.  Buy it; it's only $12.95, and it has very good transcriptions
of eleven songs from Suzanne's first two albums.  If your local music store
doesn't have it, do a special order or call Hal Leonard (Cherry Lane's
distributor) directly; that's how I got it.]


Every chord in this song has exactly four strings in it.  Play each chord as
an arpeggio of six sixteenth notes (each chord is half of a 12/16 measure.)
Here's an example:

 A(9)/E                       
|------------------------|------------------------|
|------0-----------0-----|------0-----------0-----|
|----6---6-------4---4---|----9---9-------7---7---|
|--7-------7---5-------5-|--9-------9---7-------7-|
|7-----------5-----------|------------------------|
|------------------------|8-----------7-----------|


A(9)/E: x7760x    : x5540x       : 8x990x     : 7x770x
: 5x550x       : 3x000x         : 1x000x       : 0x220x
/: x2220x   (4): 2x220x   (9): 3x220x     Asus9: x0220x
: x4x440      B(4)/F#: 2xx440   /: 4xx440  Asus9(#4): x0x440
(9): x5x400     A(9)/C#: x4x200


A(9)/E              
[intro]

A(9)/E                                       
  If    language were liquid, it would be rushing in
A(9)/E                                                    
  Instead here we are, in a silence more eloquent than any word could ever be
A(9)/E                                         
 These  words are too solid, they don't move fast enough
A(9)/E                                          
         To catch the blur in the brain that flies by and is gone
         /    /       (4)  (4)  (9)  (9)
And is gone,                         and is gone,             gone,
 (4)  (4)  (9)  (9)       Asus9  Asus9  Asus9  Asus9
Gone,              gone,       and is gone

I'd like to meet you in a timeless, placeless place
Somewhere out of context and beyond all consequences
Let's go back to the building on Little West 12th; it is not far away and
   the river is there  (Words are too solid, they don't move fast enough)
And the sun and the spaces are all laying low, and we'll sit in the slience
   that comes rushing in  (To catch the blur in the brain that flies by...)
And is gone, and is gone, gone,
Gone, gone, and is gone

    (4)/  (4)/F#  /  /  Asus9(#4)  Asus9(#4)
[instrumental]
    (4)/  (4)/F#  /  /  Asus9(#4)  Asus9(#4)
[instrumental]
    (9)  (9)  /  (9)/C#  (9)  (9)
[instrumental]
A(9)/E      
[instrumental]

I won't use words again, they don't mean that I meant, they don't say
   what I said
It's just the crust of the meaning with realms underneath, never touched,
   never stirred, never even moved through
If language were liquid, it would be rushing in
A(9)/E                                                   
  Instead here we are in a silence more eloquent than any word could ever be
  /    /       (4)  (4)  (9)  (9)
                              And is gone,             gone,
(4)  (4)  (9)  (9)       Asus9  Asus9  Asus9  Asus9
Gone,             gone,       and is gone          [repeat and fade]